My Master | Leo

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I sighed as I tried to keep all the flyers together between my arms. This is one of my worse jobs. Yes, I have more.

Some other teenagers would be in college, or probably having a good time while hanging out with their friends. But I'm here, working as much and as hard as I can so I can earn money for my mother's hospital fee.

And you would ask me where the heck is your family at a time like this? Well, my father left my mom five years ago and disappeared. And about my brother, he is serving his years in the army.

I'm the only member in the family that can do something about my mom.

My mother- she's in a coma. How did she get there? Well, she just suddenly had a car accident, and dropped on a coma three months ago.

But I still thank God that she's not dead. As long as there's is life, there's hope.

I kept on giving out the flyers to the people with a smile, even if some of them avoided me with annoyed Monday faces.

A chill passed through my spine as a hard breeze past behind me, blowing all of the flyers out of my arms.

I groaned when I started picking up each flyer, and in the corner of my eyes appeared a man trying to help me. I took a glance at him and smiled in appreciation.

He was a young man light skinned with brown hair and dark brown eyes. His smile also formed a cute dimple on one of his cheeks.

"Are you okay?" He asked, as we finished picking up the flyers.

I nodded in response and smiled.
"Yes, Thank you by the way. " I answered and held once more the flyers tightly.

"It's really chilly today, heard it was gonna rain. Don't you think it's too much to work under the rain?" He asked placing his hand on the pockets of his coat, a look of concern flashing through his eyes.

"Yeah, I know but money for me now is really urgent. " I answer, placing a strand of hair behind my ear, but the wind kept blowing my hair in to my face. I waited for him to leave, it was obvious that nobody would hold a conversation that long with a stranger under that weather.

"Really? Well in that case I recommend you a job that will earn you lots of money." He smiled, genuinely, he seemed too easy to trust with his humble way of speaking "All you have to do is clean. "

I widened my eyes at his words and smiled in a kinda exaggerated way. My stomach started a rollercoaster and my heart started to beat really fast.

I knew I couldn't miss this opportunity, as much sketchy as it sounded.

"Really?" I asked waiting for an immediate response.

He simply nodded.
"Yeah, and I don't think you'll need a job interview now that it's really urgent. Are you up to it?" The man slipped his hand inside his jacket, and I, somehow, felt nervous about that sudden move. Any person could take out a knife out of their pocket and kill-

"Here, the owner is hiring today, he's a friend of mine." between his fingers he held a Business Card, with the name Jung Residency and it's contact. By then, I knew I could trust this job.

Jung Residency was in one of the most wealthiest neighborhood, Cheonsa Hills, and I knew that because my major was Architecture before I dropped out. It's houses were astonishing.

"Okay- Yeah, I would love to." I answered, and with that he gave me an assuring smile.

He clapped his hands and slipped out his car keys, motioning with his hand to follow him. "Let's go."

I was confused, that wasn't the way I was taken by any jobs, it was always a long process. "Wait, now?!" I struggled to follow him between the crowds, i could only tell it was him by that yellow hat of his'.

He then stopped abruptly, opening the passenger's seat of his red luxurious car. Thoughts went through my mind, I'm a woman who's basically life depends on money. My eyes landed again on that business card I was holding.

I don't even know this man's name.

"If you are asking yourself whether you trust me, you can. My name is Kim Won Shik- but call me Ravi, I'm studying at Seoul Art University, I'm twenty four years old and I was born in February fifteen. So don't you think a suspicious person wouldn't give his personal information?" He said all in one breath which surprised me.

My eyes fluttered and I nodded quickly and got in the passenger's seat. He smiled again and closed the door, heading his way to the driver's seat.

I placed one the seat belt, you know safety first. And as he closed the door to the car and started the engine, I started to question again.

Did I do the right thing? Why is he helping me? I mean he gave me his information so is that still safe?

I let out a sigh and shifted on my seat, my head making my way to Ravi, who was already driving.

"Why are you helping me?" I asked in more of a curious tone.

There was a long silence in the car, but he still sighed and kept driving.

"You remember me of someone I should've helped. " He answered after for what seemed a long time, his hands on the wheel tightened. I saw as a look of sadness flashes through his eyes.

The ride wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. We talked about Seoul Art University; it was something in common we had but I didn't tell him the reason I dropped out. Maybe I felt like if I did let him know, it would be too much information that a stranger would keep about my life.

When he stopped the car, we were parked right in front of a huge house which had me gasping and my jaw dropping in awe. Just as I thought, the house was beautiful, I didn't think that I'd ever even get to see one of the houses in Cheonsa Hills.

He chuckled at my reaction, as if it was something that he's used to seeing and turned off the engine. "Come on, I'm sure that he'll pick you instantly, guy doesn't have time for cleaning with all his boring work stuff, bleh." he made a deep voice in the last words just to mock his friend and we both laughed.

We both slipped out of our seats, me still observing with awe the beautiful structure of the house; couldn't imagine how beautiful it would look on the inside.

We arrived to the door and before anything I heard him ring the doorbell like a little kid as if he never touched one.

I laughed a little and as I glanced to the door my eyes widened.

Jesus save me, but I can't take my eyes of the man Infront of me and I'm afraid he'll be the boss.

"-Heck dude, I hope you brought the new maid because I'm just fully packed with work"