“Hunchae?”
“M-m-mworago?” What the hell is he saying? What is a Hunchae? Is that even a word? I am super confused right now.
“Hunchae you’re finally back!” the man bring me into a tight hug. I’m even more confused right now. Is today a free hug day or something? I thought I’m here for an interview? Not wanting to feel awkward I gently push him away from me.
“I’m sorry sir, I’m Haru. Lee Haru. I’m here for an interview, no?”
“NO! You’re Hunchae!”
Oooookaaaay…. such a fine man, but sadly he’s crazy.
“HEY! WAIT WHAT STOP!!” I was dragged out of the mansion and into the passanger seat. The car drove in a blink if an eye. I don’t even notice he got into the car. I don’t know what to feel or how to respond right now. He’s not a murderer or something right? Aish, damn my super imaginative mind at times like this.
“S-s-s-sir, y-y-you’re not gonna possibly… kill me, are you?” I asked while holding tightly to the seatbelt also known as my dear life.
He didn’t answer and just drove silently while holding in his tears that was eager to burst out from his already red eyes. It kind of broke my heart to see him like that so I decided to just shut my trap and sit there like the good girl I am while praying that nothing bad is going to happen to me.
Soon enough we were in a parking lot of a well-known company, ‘Lee&Lee Co.’ I’ve never once in my 24 years of living ever imagined of being here in this company… like ever. It looks amazing in televisions and magazines but it looks amazeballs in real life. I’m so impressed by this company that I stood there in awe for a few seconds before being pulled more like dragged inside the company. He could just ask me to follow him damn it!