"How was today?" Sung Jo asks as we are heading to the next job

"It was okay"

"Did many girls ask for your number? Mmm hmmm??"

"I don't even have a phone yet"

"I knewww it! It's closer to the university so a lot of goddesses from that university come to that store. I envy ya! Oh yeah, i am sure by end of this month, you might be able to buy a phone"

"Yeah. Not much of a rush"

"Oh and today our bar is, hmmm.. there is a obviously a lounge and music and stuff as all other bars have. But we also have like First Class private room. Our bar is definitely no joke so a lot of hot shot celebrities, politicians, business men visit and use those rooms. And rich business women, rich housewives, you know all sort of rich people. So if you are assigned for those rooms, you get tips. You know, tips are up to 100,000 won so, you know what i am tryna say here right?"

"What do servers lick their feet or what?"

"Hahahah.. not that extreme but hmm, kinda similar. Sometime sit with them, or simply pour drinks for them. Sometimes they can get touchy but the best if you can hold your anger.."

"*sigh*"

"Hahah don't worry, you will definitely start with cleaning, stocks and hmm.. cleaning mostly so, you are still far from serving"

"I would stick to that"

"Well, unless someone gets eyes on you, you tall bulky handsome man. How did you get this bulk up in there ?"

"Well, they did have work out tools so."

"Hmm.. how nice. And here we are. See, it is quite a luxury bar, ain't it?"

"Just rich people shit"

"Okay! Let's do well on your first day" Sung jo says

Yeah, whatever.
As we go in, Sung Jo introduces me to everyone and the boss. As he said, i mainly work for stocking, cleaning and throwing trashes.
Actually as i first heard i will be releasing from prison, i was aiming for hard labour such as construction works and stuffs which i obviously don't mind doing at all but, this is i guess better.

And I am not allowed to go to anywhere near First Class rooms or not even entrance to that area. Even normal lounge look pretty fancy. Rich people with their money.

"Hey, what's your name? Hmm, handsome?" A woman... an old lady clings her hand around my arm as she asks my name . She looks pretty old but she sure does look wasted.

"Hahha, ma'am, he is still just a trainee so why don't you go wait in your First Class room? Your friends are looking for you. We had sent a new batch of boys just now" one of the staffs comes help me

"Whaa... I want this boy! This tall, bulk.. ohhh... those chest muscles" she touches my shoulder and chest

"After the trainee period, i will surely add him up to the list. Now, I will lead you back to the room. Go to the stock room and help" the boy says and i just nod and quickly escape the situation.

I mean, there's nothing to work in stock room as of now. I did earlier. That boy was just helping me out. So , this is how this place is. Dirty, rotted, filthy rich people.
Does it mean, after this trainee gig... i will have to deal with those shitheads?

*the door opens*

"Chan... ugh.. chanyeoll" Sung Jo comes into the stockroom

"Oh hey... you okay?"

"Haaaa... fuck.." he looks... drunk. His shirt is out and with loose buttons. And bruises on his neck. "Hahaha... i am good. Like extremely good. I will not be able to go back with you. So.. hmmm.. now is 3am, things are wrapping up now.. so, clean up and you can leave at 4am. In an hour. Go home, get sleep.. and go to convenience store at 9am. Okiee ?"

"You really okay?"

"Hahahhaah.. i am completely fineee.. my client.. haha, i am going with one of my clients. Tonight I hit the jackpot. Hahaha.. let's go eat beef this weekend. My treat! Hahhaa so byeeee .. see you tomorrow night" he says and leaves

So, he sells his body.
That's is this place all about. And he looks.... Okay. Is he really okay?
What's the point of me worrying when he is completely fine with it?

Do i want to go down this path? Like Sung Jo? Sell my body for money.

*the door bangs opens*

"Su...."

"Ughh...."

It is not Sung Jo.. or any other staffs. Looks like a customer.. wait.

"W.... what are you ... f..fuck... what you.. looking at" he says as he slides down the wall. He is barely catching breath. Trembling. Eyes do not have focus and he is holding his arm and i can see needles spots on his arm.

Isn't he from.....

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When I open my eyes, I am in a... "Fuck... i cannot feel any senses..." my eyes are blurry and analysing the room.. a stockroom... and who is the person sleeping on the chair right in front of me? A staff? Fucker, this person did not help me .. not even a bit, not even a single cloth covering me laid me down comfortably. What a useless staff.

"My... legs... i cannot feel any senses. I should call Mr. Nam." I try to call him even though it is really difficult to move my body. "Mr. Nam"

"Young Master!! Where.. where are you? I have been looking for you and calling you"

"At the bar.."

"I looked for you at the bar"

"I am in storage room. I will come out so come get me in front of the bar"

"Okay. I will drive there now"

Fuucckkkk! Those fuckers.... I clearly said I am withdrawing from all these shits and now... they forced one.
And this fucker on the chair.. you sure dozing off right on a chair comfortably huh.

"Fuck.. my legs..." i try to stand up and bump into the shelf "Arghhh... shit!"

And of course, that wakes that guy up. He just looks at me with dead eyes . What does this fucker want?

"What are you staring at?" I ask him and he does not say anything and leave

He left???? "That fucke...."

He comes back in and "w...what... what are you woahhhh.. wait!" He carries me on his one shoulder like a flour bag and i am dangling like a piece of muffler on his shoulder "hey! At least carry me like a human will you?!!!" And he does not respond

"You deaf!!!? Or mute?!!! Yahhh!!!" Fuck.. i waste all my energy and i am dizzy now

"I swear to god i am withdrawing.... fuck..." i mumble to myself and he is still carrying on his shoulder and standing in front of the bar entrance. I have no energy to complain anymore so i just stay there. This man i super weird. How does he even got hired with this attitude?

I guess it's around 6am? I surely cannot go to class now. How do i.... How do i explain to brother? If he finds out, he would....

"Do you have siblings? Younger ? Older?" I ask this guy who is carrying me but no response "what if your little brother keeps doing things that you do not like?" Still no answer.

What am i talking to? A pole?

"Young Master!!!" I can hear Mr.Nam's voice "oh, you can hand him over to me"

after that, that man just walks away with no words. such a weird man.

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