It was a late cold night, around 11:04 pm. You had just gotten off a long exhausting shift at your cashier job at a McDonalds.

Not the most stable job but it got you somewhere as a college student.

You had only settled into your dorm for 15 minutes when the door opened to reveal Cheol, the gorgeous rich koreab boy.

He was the type to make anyone faint with his beauty. And because of that, he valued his looks like his life depended on it — it did. But something he valued more, was you.

He had been pestering you, calling it 'courting'. He'd be the dream man, always helping and always assisting you. Which pissed off your independent style.

As he walked in.. his eyes landed on your figure — your work clothes specifically. As soon as he saw it, he flinched and screamed before calming down and laughing.

"Oh God-! That work cosplay scared me a lot!" He laughed loudly.. but his chuckles soon died down.. "wait.. is that.. real..?" His eyes filled with dread and pity.

"Uhh.. yeah? I work at a McDonalds on eveni-" before you could even finish, Cheol fainted, leaning on the doorway for support. He was a dramatic one.

"I'm so sorry- I just.." He gasped for air, voice raspy and in pain.. "You have a job...? I just don't understand-" His demeanor dropped.

"Is that a bus ticket?" Then, all hell broke loose. He screamed and sobbed, complaining and yelling.

"WHY SHOULD MY BELOVED ANGELIC ROSE BE A SLAVE TO CAPITALISM AND THIS ECONOMY?! WHY?!" He screeched, "WHYYYY!.." He turned to you, eyes desperate before he gripped your shoulders.

"TELL YOUR BOSS.. TELL HER YOU'LL QUIT!

"Actually, it's a man."

Cheols eyes darkened with pain and desperation.

"Him...? YOU WORK FOR A MAN?!" Hr caughed loudly and dramatically, stumbling aroynd as if he forgot to walk. He sobbed and sobbed.

"NOOOOO!" He screamed, on his knees. "MY BEAUTIFUL POOKIE BEAR IS WORKING FOR A MAN!!" He sobbed dramatically.

Oh God.