âToday SOMEBODY lost their job!â
âand i give a shit because?â hyejungâs feet were placed atop the coffee table adjacent to her, pretending to look at her nails that werenât painted. thatâs how brats acted like, right? she just wanted to be a petty teenager, shrugging her shoulders. it wasnât her problem, neither was it the girlâs. âalso, why do you care? was that your job? at least you kept your job, be happy about that.â she scoffs, now throwing her head back on the chair as her elbows propped up against it. a sigh escapes her lips, pinching the bridge of her nose. âjust leave, this is annoying me.â











