The Training

CC Corp Training Room

Choi Minho walked into the training room with a heavy heart and heavy feet. The room was basically a classroom and the seats were arranged to resemble as one. He spotted the last two empty seats at the back and slowly made his way to them. Dressed in jeans and tucked in off-white long sleeved shirt that was rolled up to his forearms, his quiet enterance was not lost on the members of the opposite when suddenly all of them ceased talking to ogle at him. He gave them a little smile and all of them giggled before continuing on with their conversations. That little act had gained him a bit of animosity from his male counter parts but it did not last long since he also gave them an even warmer hello-brother-we-are in-the-same-boat smile to them.  They smiled back to him and got back to their own discussion.

While walking, he scanned the room and registered that there were about twenty or more trainees like him from various departments of CC Corp. All of them were dressed casually according to the memo they have received. They have been informed about the compulsory one-day induction course two days ago and all new trainees were expected to show up on this Saturday morning.

Minho sighed; it has been a long week for him at the company and he was really looking forward for a relaxing weekend. He sat down on the chair, closing his eyes and stretching his long legs, he tried to be comfortable despite feeling slightly irritated by the whole thing. He would like to blame it on his father but he knew his old man has good intentions. Minho recalled their conversation a week ago at home.

“Do I have to do this, President Choi?