The Rules of Good Fashion
SVT Office Antics
If you asked Seungkwan what he was most passionate about, he would say: fashion. He even majored in fashion for a short period in university before switching over to business for reasons of having better financial security for himself and his family. Anyways, he always considered himself as being highly knowledgeable about what was in and what was out in the world of vogue. Even dedicating himself to what he defined as the 3 Rules of Good Fashion:
Never wearing clothes that clashed in colour or in pattern. He only wore clothes that flattered his skin-tone and body shape. And most important rule, he always dressed appropriately for the occasion and would never be caught wearing everyday wear for formal wear.
Which is why he couldn’t help but be flabbergasted by the sight of the man in front of him.
“…” Seungkwan just stared,“Um…”
“Yes?”
“You’re...Chwe Hansol?” Seungkwan asked in disbelief, his eyes shifting between the guy in front of him and the orderly young man in the photo in the file on the desk. What the hell?
“Yeah, my full name is Hansol Vernon Chwe. Sometimes my friends just call me Vernon, but whatevers fine by me.” The young man shrugged nonchalantly, not seeming nervous at all about the job interview at hand.
“Right...So, it says here that you-” Seungkwan looked down at the portfolio in front of him still trying to mask his disbelief at the sight. What was he wearing?
The young man sitting in the chair facing him just stared back waiting. Or at least, Seungkwan assumes he was looking at him; but, honestly he couldn’t really tell what was going on behind those purple lenses.
Oh yeah, he was wearing purple sunglasses. Indoors. During a job interview. Not only that, but this 'Hansol' fellow was looking even more out of place with his multi-coloured, tye-dye hoodie, atrocious baggy denim jeans, and an odd-fitting black beanie. Well, at least the guy had some decency to wear some nice-looking black dress shoes.
“It says here that you graduated from Seoul University?” Seungkwan continued.
Hansol nodded in response making Seungkwan squint his eyes. As if the absurd oufit wasn't hurting his senses enough, the sunlight coming from the windows behind him reflected off of Hansol’s lenses and into his poor unsuspecting eyes.
“Are you alright?” Hansol asked curiously.
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