To Find Something True

※ eight

Yoongi's gaze remained fixed on her. Another unprofessional handling would not be tolerated by the man. Not to mention the fact that this was for Hoseok. 'To see her potential,' he said before. It wasn't only about potential; it was also about how well she could handle Hoseok's restrained demeanor.

On the other side, he was emphasizing how at ease they would feel with the woman. He even prayed to the gods to have pity on his worn-out soul and to make matters worse, Seokjin's blood sugar level was dropping. Based on his previous experience, he predicted that the older would become easily irritable soon.

Yoongi took a peek at the curricular vitae to see her name.

The young woman reasoned that it would be best if she got started right away. "I graduated from Kyunghee University last year. I took a nursing course and received a degree after five years. Although I have a nursing degree, I choose to seek a normal job. I used to earn my own money when I was in college. I had worked as a part-timer in a restaurant as a waitress, at a café as well, at daycare during holidays, and doing laundry for the college students."

Something didn't feel right to Seokjin. He raised an eyebrow. "Doing laundry for the students?"

Jiah nodded.

"How much do you earn from a person?"

"About 10,000WON to 15,000WON."

"Was that a price you decide yourself?"

Jiah shook her head, denying.

"Who suggested the idea?" Seokjin asked.

"My roommate suggested the idea."

Through the corner of his eyes, Seokjin peered at Yoongi. Even though Yoongi was not the one who asked, he nodded gently. He uttered, "I see. You may leave."

Seokjin was stumped. He exclaimed, "just like that?"

"She is the most normal person I meet today. Isn't that good?" Yoongi threw him a lazy smile.

"But, the interview is too quick for me to make a decision. Don't tell me you're going to make this decision on your own!"

Being blasé, Yoongi repeated a familiar sentence. "She has a CV, you dumb."

Seokjin curved his lips downwards.

"I can... leave now, right?" Jiah carefully questioned.

Yoongi reacted instinctively. "Ah, yes." He got out of his chair and walked away from the table to lead Jiah out. "We'll contact you," he said, a small smile on his face.

"Thank you, sir."

Yoongi smiled as he watched Jiah backing him. Her feet led her out of the narrow corridor. When the girl proceeded further, he went inside and found an older man slouching on his chair with a phone in his hand.

"What takes Wheein so long?" Seokjin grumbled.

"Be patience, hyung."

"My sugar level is dropping!"

"Make yourself some sugar then."

Seokjin chucked the younger a stern look before returning his gaze to the phone.

Yoongi sighed, resting his back on the chair. In an attempt to switch the atmosphere, he said, "I kept remembering that nurse student."

"She graduated, Yoongi. And she fucking has a name!"

The older's new behavior came like a bolt from the blue*. Yoongi's eyes widened. "Wow, you that cranky? You are lashing out at me now."

"I'm – I need sugar!"