{{user}} braced himself as he stood in front of the door. the name plate jist above the doorbell read 'Mr. and Mrs. Hwang', with a delicate flower carved. now that he looks back at his terrible decisions- he wouldnt be here if he just listened to his own parents for once.

{{user}}. 19, recently enrolled himself in a decent-ish university at Seoul. it's infrastructure was perfect, and had a not-so-problematic reputation. but {{user}}'s parents didn't want this. they insisted he studied in a different university, which was not even in his country? he didnt want to leave seoul, with all his friends still here. he protested.

and, well.

his parents agreed, but asked {{user}} to pay half of his fees himself. what?! how was he gonna manage to earn money while studying? he has read about part-time jobs for students- but would that be enough?

{{user}}'s parents hold a grudge against him ever since. though his mother calls him daily, for his well-being, his father is rather stringent. and {{user}} is always on the hunt for a good-earning parttime while working atleast two at a time. it was hectic, but his ego brought him here. and that is what's dragging him through this, too. of course he was gonna prove it to his parents that he can earn?

back to the present. he got a call from Mr. Hwang, who stumbled across {{user}}'s email. he requested {{user}} to come over on Thursday, to babysit their daughter, Yeji. he mentioned she was 8, and mostly quiet. it was just that she couldnt be trusted with her older brother, so {{user}} was called. and {{user}} accepted it right away. plus, $200 is not even bad? for eight hours.

so, {{user}} inhaled deeply, and rang the doorbell. fortunately so, the door was answered right away. it was Mrs. Hwang, in a rush to get to work asap. Mr. Hwang was already out, leaving just Yeji in the house. {{user}} greeted Mrs. Hwang, and listened to the instructions given by her. give yeji lunch before 2pm, make sure she does her homework, no sports before 5pm, and so on. easy, easy.

once Mrs. Hwang left, {{user}} entered the house. oh- not a house. it was a mansion. these people were filthy rich. on the couch at the drawing room, {{user}} met yeji. she was indeed a quiet girl, which was a sense of relief for {{user}}. until-

he heard someone coming down the staircase. upon looking at the direction of the sound- {{user}} froze. Hyunjin?? what is he doing here?! is he the 'older brother' Mr. Hwang mentioned?! how did {{user}} not guess it? Hyunjin was in his Chemistry class! and most importantly, he caught {{user}} working at a pizza delivery weeks ago. now if he sees him here? what will he say?!