Hwang Yn's POV-
"Umm Hello, my name is Hwang Yn. And I am here for the interview. "
The receptionist looked up at me adjusting her glasses before she spoke to me -" Oh yeah right.... Well you must be here for the position of the new POWERPOINT PRESENTATION SPECIALIST AND GRAPHIC DESIGNER... Am I right Ms. Hwang? "
Her tone was welcoming and sceptical at the same time as if she was analysing me and my clothes on one side and the job I'm applying for on the other hand.... Well nothing new for me to be honest....
I get these looks quite often.
I was wearing a simple white shirt tucked in brown pants with a pair of white sneakers and my glasses on...nothing too fancy... I don't have expensive clothes and this is the best I can wear.... I guess if I get a job here I've to buy some shirts and pants for myself on my way back to my apartment... I guess I'll call Yeonjun to tag along......
After completing my studies through scholarship program and living on the expenses that I earn for myself by working in a big luxurious restaurant I've finally applied and got called for the interview in the biggest joint business venture of South Korea that has a gigantic approach and influence in the entire Asiatic Market.....
From the very beginning I've had a keen interest in colors... Graphics. Arts... And that increased drastically when I got into PowerPoint presentation... Basically technology when tinged with my crippling engrossment for arts I took it very seriously and as a subject in which I now have a masters degree... Though I'm a fresh graduate but I felt like because my marks were pretty amazing to be honest perhaps I'll be able to get a small job just enough for me to earn a decent living....
Well you must be thinking about my family... Well it's a deeply sensitive issue for me...
It was last year around my 20th birthday.... Our family wasn't always the best when it came to our living....
My dad was a clerk in a small publishing house where as my mom was a housewife... I used to study in a small government school nearby our house....
Things weren't the smoothest when it came to us... Daily struggles for things... They increased to an extent when we would even struggle for proper meals at times....
My dad and mom were in depression but they never let me face it... They were too hard on themselves that they couldn't take it anymore... They knew in some They wouldn't even be able to provide even the little they could.... But they never told me because they thought I shouldn't be worried....
I should be treated well.... They loved me too much.... So much that they thought its ok to end their lives so that whatever they have left with them I can't take that and live my life better than they could ever provide me with.... Selfish... That's what I call them... How can I live peacefully without them... They were my parents.... Even in times of despair we were happy.... I remember how they would save money so we could have a proper filling and tasty meals on festivals and oh the special days like me birthday or their birthdays and anniversary.....

But when one day I found them lifeless in our small house when I came back from college with a note that said they want me to be happy and that they've given everything they could gather to me they could now atleast die in peace.
They felt guilty of not being able to give me a good life....
I remember I cried so bad that day.... The neighbours were kind enough to do the funeral and burial rituals.... They insisted on keeping me in their house for a while but I didn't agree to it....
They came up to check on regularly.... Sometimes I would cry on Mrs. Choi's shoulder... Missing the motherly warmth that I once used to have.... Her husband treated me like their kid. They have a son ..... He is younger than me his name is Yeonjun... He treats me like his elder sister.... And I love to be his noona... We are good friends too ...... He is three years younger than me..... I struggled for a few days but I had to start over... I worked in a restaurant where I got paid pretty well for a single person to live on itself....
Then I moved to another apartment as I didn't want the old memories which I can never experience again to haunt me and make my life even more gloomy than it already is.. Mr. And Mrs. Choi with Yeonjun helped me to shift and they were so supportive... I meet them whenever I get time... I meet Yeonjun almost everyday as I tutor Yeonjun whenever he needs my help.... Mrs. Choi wanted to pay me for it but I declined to it and after a lot of convincing she said yes on one condition that I will always come upto her if I need anything and will join them for weekends to which u gladly accepted.....
Now back to present times... I've turned 21 yesterday and getting called for the interview on the very next day of you're interview is the best birthday gift ever... Only if Eomma and Appa wouldve been here too.....
Well Mrs. Choi's family surprised me at my apartment and we had so much fun having homemade cake and food.....
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I came out of my bubble when she snapped her fingers and I said -" Oh yes yes.. I'm sorry... My bad. I zoned out! ".
She smiled a little before she spoke up -" It's ok... No need to worry you have seet in the waiting room I'll call you when I receive an intimation from the bosses... Ok... Come on let me guide you towards the waiting room"
" Umm miss .. What's your name "
" Oh how silly of me I didn't even tell my name...well here you go sweetie my name is Lisa.... "

She smiled at me warmly this time and reciprocated with a small smile.....
She led me to the waiting room and sat there on the couch consciously and she exited after that.....
I tapped my foot continuously in nervousness and after what felt like an eternity Lisa came in with a bright smile that definitely swept away mine after I heard her speaking-" Heyya Girly... Come on let me take you to the interview room... The bosses have called you.... "

Heyya Honey buns.... This is chapter one of this book... I wrote this chapter to give you a glance of Yn's life so itll ve easier for you to understand her actions in the future......
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