Jungsoo’s eyes widened so much they threatened to pop out. “Are you serious?!” He asked in disbelief, slamming his hands on the table in front of him. His boss looked him up and down uncomfortably. Jungsoo took note, blushed, and let out a “Heh, sorry...” before removing his hands off the wooden surface and placing them on his lap. “It’s just-..” He grinned and looked out the window onto the bleak streets of Seoul. “I- I’ve always wanted to go to Japan, but I’ve never been able to afford it...” He looked back at his boss.

The boss smiled grimly. “You’d better. I chose you especially, because of your hard work. But also, you can be really annoying at times, so I decided to send you out for that aswell.” He chuckled humourlessly at the way Jungsoo’s enthusiastic expression quickly dimmed to a frown.

Sometimes Jungsoo really wanted to punch his boss in the throat. “I’m not annoying...” He sulked. Although, as much as he resented his boss, he was also kinda grateful his boss didn’t like him back and therefore didn’t care if he left. He shuddered as he remembered what had happened to his friend Cho Kyuhyun, who had worked at this business for god-knows how long – he was pretty much loved by the boss, and so therefore the boss had jumped on him every second; and when Kyuhyun almost left, the boss had actually cried and got down on his knees and begged Kyuhyun to stay. Their boss never cried. Ever. So Kyuhyun of course, was under so much pressure he had to agree to stay. He was probably hiding in a corner right now trying to avoid being flirted with by his boss.

“Ah, whatever.” The boss said, straightening up, jolting Jungsoo out of his thoughts. “You can’t transfer right away; obviously, so you have to work here for an additional two months, and then once everything’s sorted out, we’ll let you go, alright?” Jungsoo nodded half-heartedly. Two more months? Seriously? “Well then, I’ll see you tomorrow, and- Oh!”

Jungsoo looked at his boss. “..Yes?”

“There’s a new guy coming to take your place, but he’ll be starting tomorrow.” His boss said matter-of-factly, wringing his hands together.

“..Eh? Then how am I going to work...?” Jungsoo questioned, frowning. His eyebrows creased together in blatant confusion and he cocked his head to the side a little.

“Oh, you’re just gonna guide him around; let him help you, or whatever. He won’t be paid until you leave, however, so I’m pretty sure he’ll want you off his back as soon as possible.”