Woohyun sighed the moment he arrived infront of the door of the said apartment. He fished out the address from his pocket to confirm if it was the right one. He looked around the corridor. It was an expensive building indeed where he can felt the luxury once he stepped into it. He would have to control himself otherwise he won't be freaking out when he was inside. Not that he never seen places like that but he usually loved to see the interior designs wherever he go. 

He exhaled loudly when he realised that he had work to do. That was the reason he was here. He glanced at the clock. It was already 8.15 a.m . Shoot! He was fifteen minutes late. He was about to ring the bell when his phone vibrated. He quickly answered the call.

"Hello..Yes..I'm working right now.. No ..no ..you don't have to pick me up..I'll take bus..Yes.. See you later"  He cut off the line and that was the moment the door being opened from inside. He jumped in his place with shock. 

"What you're doing infront of my door?" A guy with little eyes asked groggily, indicating that he had just woken up. Woohyun just grinned innocently as he composed himself. 'Anyeonghaseyo. I'm Nam Woohyun. I am here for Mrs Kim"

The guy frowned as he scratched his head. "Mrs Kim doesn't live here" 

That left Woohyun in confusion. Did he just got deceived or pranked by some old women? He tugged his hair frustratingly. He really needed the job. Can the world be more unfair to him?He unconcious