Lmao okay so this....this is random and its kinda just being thought up of right on the spot XD, I got the idea when I was watching the Defranco show and he talked about how hard it is for people to find jobs after their convicted felons so...yeah this came...to be born I guess idek coughsoopscough anyway the SAF drabble is coming I promise!! I'm just having trouble like finding an ending for it, every ending I come up with just seems like wrong or whatever and I hate it ._. it'll will be up when I find an ending that I'm at least decently happy with so yeah sowwy ;-;

On that note Lisa's POV of drabble 10 and the other interactions with JYP artists is coming soon! Either later tonight or tomorrow~! 

P.S. I tried researching this stuff, keyword being TRIED so if I got things wrong I'm sorry don't attack me TT^TT oh and I imagined her wearing this and this is how I imagined Bambam to look like. I'm sorry it ended so abruptly but I went way way over my word count, tbh let me know if you guys like this, I'm thinking of making it into another series. I dunno it just looks so cute to me and I love it >< 

Lisa sighed as she looked at the help wanted flyer in her hand, it was really her only choice. 

Sure she didn't know how to work with kids but she was sure she could learn, or at least she hoped so otherwise she would be out stuck in the streets. She had gotten released a week ago but not many places wanted someone who had served four years in prison, big surprise there. 

Now you might be asking what horrible crime she did that she had received that punishment, well apparently she had in her possession two kilograms of weed on her person and she just happened to be walking past a middle school at the exact moment, oh her luck, this fact only enhanced her punishment when it was brought into court making it seem like she had planned to sell it to minors. This fact of course wasn't known by her, she only found out later on when her sister had sheepishly came to visit her only to admit she had stashed her weed there, because in her defense she thought Lisa had stopped using that purse, of course she was infuriated that her own sister had pretty much framed her but she couldn't stay mad for long however that doesn't mean she forgot about it therefore she refused to accept any help her sister offered, however stubborn it seemed it had made sense to her at the time. 

Back to the present, she stood in front of a church that also doubled as a preschool on weekdays, why was she here? Well simply put she needed money obviously and like previously stated not many employers flocked towards her, on the flyer however it clearly said in small print, previous criminal misdemeanors/felonies could possibly be omitted. 

Taking a deep breath she walked up the steps, she was met with a gate. There was nothing blocking her view in any way so she could clearly see a wide open space right in front of her with tables set up in two rows and columns with chairs propped up on top. There was no one in sight and she didn't know whether to make some noise or try and walk around the building, maybe near the church opening that was to the left of her. 

She didn't have long to make a decision. 

"I'm just saying I've never seen him do it." She heard an exasperated sigh before another voice spoke. 

"Listen Jackson I can tell you right here right now that Bambam would NOT be happy if we did that." 

"BUT I NEED TO KNOW!"

"THEN JUST ASK HIM FOR GODS SAKE!"

"WHAT IF HE GETS OFFEN--- HOLY !" 

She jumped as instantly she was face to face with the two voices speaking, the who had screamed in surprise was staring at her like a deer caught in headlights while the male standing next to her seem disinterested. 

Clearning she bowed slightly. "H-Hello my name is L-Lalisa Manoban I came here because...." She trailed off and instead extended her hand with the flyer. 

The male who had screamed recovered quickly taking the flyer from her and nodding, unlocking the lock and removing the chain that was on the small gate. "Ahh nice to see you here! I'm Jackson and this is Mark." 

Something shy of a smile crossed the male now named as Mark's lips as he gestured for her to follow him while Jackson closed the gate and trailed behind. "That's a nice name you have, doesn't sound Korean." 

"Thanks, neither does yours or his." 

Jackson smiled and she felt at ease almost immediately. "I'm originally from Hong Kong, Jackson is the name I used while in America and I like it so why not, and Mark is of Taiwanese descent and he lived in Los Angeles."

She nodded, smiling at how open and friendly they seemed. "Oh well I'm from Thailand." Suddenly Jackson made a noise from the back of his throat before jumping up into the air slightly startling her.  

"No way so is Bambam!!! OHMY-- THIS IS SO PERFECT! NOW HE HAS SOMEONE TO SPEAK THAI WITH!" Then he calmed down before looking at her questioningly. "You can speak Thai right?" 

She nodded and suddenly it was like a light bulb formed in his head. "So this might offened you but-" 

"Stop." Came Mark's simple command and it left Jackson pouting, she chuckled at their antic before a new voice spoke up from in front of them.

"And who's this?" 

She took a step back letting Jackson and Mark take the stage. "She came here for the job!" 

He hummed and stepped forward bowing a bit. "Park Jinyoung." She nodded and smiled shyly, the huge contrast between the playfulness of the two she was with and the professionalism in his voice making her head spin. 

All four went into an office and they proceeded with questions. It was all going good until..

"Have you had a job before?"

"No."

"Do you have any experience with kids?"

"N-Not really." 

He raised a brow, his voice void of any emotion as he asked next. "Why are you here?" 

She flinched slightly and sighed. "Honestly, this is my last hope I was in prison for four years for something I didn't even commit." 

It was silent until of course Jackson had to be the one to break it. "YOU'RE HIRED!" 

Her eyes were wide as she turned to look at he man, Jinyoung, who only chuckled and handed over some papers. 

She could only blink dumbly, this time it was Mark who chuckled and moved so he was right in her line of sight. "We're not pranking you, for real, sign the papers!" 

Not even realizing she started tearing up until Jackson pointed it out as she hugged the papers to her chest, suddenly some racy hip hop music flowed rather obnoxiously throughout the whole building. The thing was, it was in Thai, meaning while everyone was just merely annoyed or startled she was starting her transformation as a strawberry as her whole face reddened. 

Mark, who saw this first, raised a brow and leaned in whispering to her. "What does it say?" She quickly shook her head, not even moving her stare from Jinyoung's desk. Suddenly the door was thrown open and the latter sighed. 

"Bambam...we've talked about this." 

"Yeah and we came to the conclusion that no one can even understand what's being said besides Yugyeom wanted to hear it." They all turned to the youngest who shrugged. "Thai sounds interesting." 

Taking a breath she raised her hand, for her own sanity she needed to make her presence known, and in Thai she faced who she presumed was Bambam and spoke. "Actually I understand everything just fine." 

She wanted to laugh as his eyes widened and he scrambled to turn off the music before looking back up at her, a sheepish smile on his lips as he responded to her in Thai as well. "O-Ohmygod I am so sorry." 

Laughing she shook her hand in a dismissive gesture, her face starting to heat up as she took in what she was wearing before he cleared and her eyes snapped up, he had a gentle smile and introduced himself, still in Thai. 

"Its nice to meet you, I mean they're all nice as you will soon see but I miss having someone to talk to in our tongue, anyway I'm Kunpimook Bhuwakul." She smiled and copied him as she put her hands together. 

"I understand, its nice to meet you as well, hopefully we can get all along well too. I'm Lalisa Manoban, you can just call me Lisa though." He raised a brow and she smiled shyly. "Alright well I started using Lalisa when I came here but you can call me Pranpriya if you wish."

"I don't like this!" Jackson whined and Bambam rolled his eyes. "Shush hyung no one says anything when you and Mark talk in Mandarin now do we?" 

Mark bubbled out laughter while Jackson stared at him in betrayal Lisa smiled until Jinyoung's voiced piped up. "You'll be working with Bambam in the jungle room, usually he has the smallest group of kids but now that you're here to help out I suppose I'll have to consult with Jaebum about some rearranging." She nodded having no clue who that was. 

Turning again to Bambam she was met with his dazzling smile, looking down he guided them out before walking into their classroom, she looked around and saw all the walls painted like the jungle, monkeys, elephants, rhinos, eagles and more decorating the room. 

"We have four classrooms, there's two teachers in each class and well I have the jungle room. There's also the butterfly room, savannah room, and ocean room. The kids rotate rooms every month." 

Lisa nodded and looked around, smiling as everything seemed so cute, looking back to Bambam he didn't necessarily seem like someone who would be bad with kids but it also didn't seem like he would be the first choice but she supposed you couldn't judge a book by its cover.