JIYONG POV "A..a..annyeonghaseyo.. I'm kwon jiyong f...f..from..." "Don't be nervous.. This isn't a big company, its just a chicken restaurant..." The owner said it to me. Oh my..!! This is my first job in Seoul. That's why I'm so nervous!. How if the owner doesn't want me? Oh my.. I came here because i just want to pay all my family's bill. 10.000.000 won! Oh my... I bite my upper lips "So..sorry.. This is the first time i have a job interview..." "Ah.. I see. Can you cut the radish?" The owner pointed at a big white radish.., what?! Cut a radish?! Oh my.. I can cut it easily.. "Ofcourse!!" "Can you wash the plate??" Ask her again. I nodded my head. "Good! You can work in here.." My eyes are getting wider. I can't believe it! I have a job in seoul! Thanks GOD!. I bowed to the restaurant owner, she's so kind! "Work hard..! Don't messing this restaurant. Arrasseo?" I nodded again. "Gamsahamnida!! I'll work hard!!" -2hourslater- "YA!!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!?" I.broke.a.plate. The ahjumma looks so angry, she hitted my head with her hand. "So..sorry.. AAHH!!!!" She kept hit me with his hand. Ah!! "YOU'RE USELESS!!! GO FROM MY RESTAURANT!!!!" The ahjumma yelled at my ears. "Sorry.. Give me another chances.. This.. This is just.." "JUST WHAT?!! GO!!! YOU'RE FIRED!!!" "WHAT?!! Ahjumma! You can't do that to me! Ahjumma!!" "HOW DARE YOU! WHY YOU YELLED AT ME?! SUCH A RUDE BOY!!! GO!!!" She kicked me. Now.. I'm jobless. !!! I kick this restaurant's wall. "AHJUMMA!!! YOU WILL NEVER HAVE A GOOD WORKER LIKE ME!!!". Suddenly the ahjumma came out from the restaurant with a water in her left hand, "I TOLD YOU TO GO!!! WHY YOU STILL HERE?!" I runaway from her. I HATE THIS CITY!. Now, i don't have any plan, i don't know what should i do next. I don't have anything, just have a photo of my family that made me stronger. I hug the photo.. "Appa,Eomma, Noona.. I promise, when i came back, i will bring..." A newspaper slaps my face. I take the newspaper and threw it away.. Bad lucks always come to me.. But wait.. Maybe i can find a new job from the newspaper. I take it again, and read it carefully.. Hmm.. What's a good job around here.. A Clown? ----------------- "Cmon kids.. We have a special guest.. Its...." This costume is so heavy and I'm sweating a lot because this costume is really really thick.this costume is ridiculous... "PORORO!!!" The MC yelled and pointed at me. I came out from the backstage and waved my hands. After i saw the kids, I'm stopping waved my hands. The kids are going crazy..,they are running at me and then.. they're jumping, kicking, pulling, hugging, pushing me... kids are horrible. "Eomma!!! I want Pororo!" "Pororo! Let's go to my home!" A boy is pulling me and another boy is hugging my legs. "Pororo! Look at me" "My husband is pororo!!" "Pororo!!! SING A SONG FOR US!!!!!" A boy yelled and suddenly the kids stopped and nodded their head. What? Singing? Sorry.. My voice is so terrible.. I can kill a bird because of my voice. I'm shaking my head. "Please!!! Please!!!!!!" The kids are yelled at me What should i do now? Should i singing? Well.. I'm a professional worker! I must do that, this is my job and i must do my job. "I love to play all day..." The kids stop yelled and looking at me. "Come join me all my friends..." They are looking at me weirdly "Always happy as can be, little penguin pororo!" They're starting crying one by one. "Eomma! This is a fake Pororo!!!" "stop singing...! Huweeee this isn't pororo" they're running to their mothers and crying. I told you before, my voice is terrible. ------------------------------ "You are fired...." "WHAT?!!" I can't believe it. I got fired again.. "You can't sing, and you make them cry... So... You're fired." "But... I... Give me a second chance.." "Sorry.. There's no second chance, third chance. Please leave my room" i leave this room and still can't believe it. . I take the newspaper that i got in the street yesterday from my pocket. Hatchoo! Oh damn.. I must have a Job.., i can't die in here.. I'm still young, and i have a family that i must give them foods everyday in their table. What if i die in here? I can imagine my family will become a beggar... (Jiyong's mind 'Please sir.. Give us some money for paying my son's funeral' 'Please.. Help us.. We are hungry') No!NO!!! I must have a job! I must!!! I read all the newspapers that i bought. I need a job in seoul.. Geez.. Why i came here?? Seoul's people are hell. But their money are heaven. My friend, he came here 2 years ago and he is rich rite now. He is an actor. Sometimes i envied him... .. Focus to ur job searchin kwon jiyong, ur dad and mom need foods in their table. Hmm.. Lemme see what is a good job for me.., a driver sounds good.. But i need more money.. Hmm.. W.. What?! Is this true?! What the heck?! I can't believe it! ---------------------------- Dara POV "Need a secretary. A healthy boy, cute, handsome, can do gwiyomi or aegyo, cool, woman killa!, have a charismatic eyes and smile.. Hmm.. What again?? Ah! He must be smart! Have a great personality, humble, younger than me, can be my bodyguard... And and! Almost forget! He is CHARISMATIC! Kyakkk!!! Put it on newspaper..ppalli!!" I told it to one of my butler. "Agassi.. Are u sure?" I nodded my head. "Ofcourse.. I need a secretary.., am i kiddin u? Ppali! I need it NOW! GO!!" I pushed her, huh..! What if i have a cute and cool secretary? Kkk~ every womans in this company and my friends will envy at me. Well.., that's good..! I love when they are envying me. "Agassi,its done..." "Good... Now.. Go go! Go back to your work.." "Okay..." She bowed at me and leave this room. I take my document and read it.. -------------------- JIYONG POV This person is looking for a worker or an idol? This is funny... A healthy boy, cute, handsome, can do gwiyomi or aegyo, cool, woman killa!, have a charismatic eyes and smile.. LOL. I can't stop laughing. Seoul's peoples are weird. -TBC-