On the streets of Seoul, an 18 year old was searching for a job to buy big house, big cars, and big rings.

Kidding.

He needs money to buy all his needs and wants(A/N: makes sense to me). He's a fresh graduate from Seoul National University. His father and mother died when he was little so he had to live with his aunt. He's really thankful to her for giving him a helping hand. And now, he's living at an apartment not far from his aunt's house.

"Hello. My name is Min Suga. Can you help me find a job?"

Yes. He's talking to a five year old girl who was her humongous lollipop. He always think that children are angelic and always tell the truth.

"Uh huh. Minseok said he wants a mommy. He doesn't have anyone to play with at their very large house. So I guess you can apply as a maid there"

"Oh thank you. I really appreciate your help. Can you please tell me where their very large house is?"

Suga asked with pleading eyes. You can't tell who's the real kid here. 

The girl then brung out a piece of paper and a pencil then she started to write something.

"There"

She handed the paper to Suga

"Oh thank you!"

He jumped in joy and the little girl watched him with judgmental eyes.

"You mad, bro?"

"Jinri?! Who are you talking to? I told you not to talk to strangers!"

A man who seems to be the little girl's father shouted from a bench far from them. Man, how did this kid ended up 2 kilometers away from his dad

"I'm talking to Suga!"

"Wait. What? Suga?!"

"Duh. I just told you"

The man ran to them. Probably faster than a cheetah.

Run. Yippie. Run. Woohoo. Run. So fun. Run. Yehey. Run. You can feel the joy. Run

After a few decades, the man arrived at his destination, panting and sweating like crazy.

"Wooh. Catch... let... breath... my.... Oh my gosh I'm out of shape" The man died

But he was breathing. 

Just kidding.

The girl, Jinri, spoke up

"Dude, don't die yet. I don't have money to pay for the bus"

"Jongin hyung? Is that you?"

Jongun sprung up from the ground.

"Suga! I haven't seen you since... I was.. in senior year"

He laughed awkwardly

"But we saw each other at a cafe yesterday"

"Really? That felt like a long time ago"

He scratched the back of his neck. 

There was a long awkward silence. Until...

"Proooot"

"Pooot"

"Poot"

Jinri farted.

"What the?! You little-- You're so embarrassing!"

He stopped then neared his face at Jinri

"People are looking at us now"

Yep. It's true. People passing by are looking at the trio. Probably for the smell or the sound

Suga only laughed. And man, in Jongin's eyes, he looks like an angel sent from up above

"Is she your daughter, hyung?"

Jongin and Jinri looked at him in unison. They looked at Suga like he was a poop or something

"What?! No way! This very handsome face!" He pointed at his face, "and that very ugly face? No! My ex girlfiend left her at my front door telling that this evil thing is mine. And now I have lived for five years with a devil"

Suga looked at him weirdly then he looked at his baby pink watch(lol this is suga, not jin). Realizing that he spent so much time with two idiots(i love them)

"O-okay. Sorry but I have to leave, hyung. I have to look for a job. Thank you again, Jinri!"

Before Jongin could say anything, Suga went in a cab. He's got dem lil' legs but, dayum, he's fast

"I hope we can meet again, my love"

Jongin said dramatically.

"Eww. You sound so digusting when you do that"

"Shut up, evil midget"

*****

Suga finally arrived at the very large house Jinri was referring to.

He rang the doorbell and a speaker(lot i don't know what it's called) beside him buzzed

"What's your business here, peasant"

How rude, Suga thought.

"Um. I'm here to apply for the job?"

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Woooooohooooooooohooooooohooooo.

I finally updated! 

I wanted to update yesterday but the internet was too slow.

I really don't know how to start this story but my bias in f(x)

and kai popped in my mind soooo.. Yeah.

Sorry if there are grammatical errors, misspelled words

or any words that I haven't used properly. Engruish isn't my

first language. I'm Filipino. Woooooot. Bye for now.

/drinks muriatic acid/ /takes selca/