You know that moment when you're daydreaming, not paying attention to your surroundings and just imagining all of your beautiful delusions in HD? Well I normally would be enjoying myself quite a bit during this, but when a certain face starts to burn an imprint of itself in every habitable crevice, you may begin to feel an ache in your subconscious, subconsciously reminding you that you embarrassed yourself so much yesterday that the gorgeous face that you were thinking of, probably hates you now.
My name is Jiwon Oh and I'm currently a new intern at Gyunhyeong Law Firm. Well.. that may change soon.
I started this internship yesterday and also may have lost it yesterday. There was a bit of a mishap that had occurred. To sum it up for you: coffee, floor, faceplant, coworker. By now I'm pretty sure that everyone at the firm probably has heard about this. In fact they're probably discussing how to hire a more competent intern, right this very minute. Ughh I want to hide my face in a plastic bag and never show up ever again… but I worked my ass off for this internship… i also signed a 2 year contract… i may have been a little overzealous…
I don't have a choice. I must go back and face my fears. There is nothing to fear except fear itself! Except that I'm a coward…
Can't I just hide in my room until the end of the internship? I'm graduating in two years anyways…
No I mustn't make my coworkers more disappointed in me! I will save face and I will prevail.
I get up from my perch on the bed, and decisively begin to get dressed for work. Hmm.. I want to look professional but not too uptight. A skirt might be a bit much, but these should be fine. In my right hand is a pair of sleek khaki pants that I impulse purchased at the mall close to my house a few months ago. I hadn't worn them in a while, so I wasn't sure how they would fit, but they would definitely make an impression.
I paired it with a flown, thin white blouse that I wear often enough. I curled my curtain bangs outwards nicely and applied a little bit of makeup. I might as well try to look as good as I can. Maybe I'll even see her again…
I adjusted my blouse one more time, and grabbed my bookbag. It's time.
I take Line 1711 as it's slightly less busy today. I might even be able to show up early…
I scan my e-card and climb onto the metro. I'm seated near the end, watching the green line on the map on my phone. There's a few tourists around, but they seem invested in their own plans, excitedly talking to one another in a foreign tongue. It's refreshing to see a fizzling shift in the typically quiet and reserved atmosphere.
After the brief train ride, I get off at the first station and walk for a few minutes before I stand in front of the looming, stunning building of Gyunhyeong Law. I'm slightly early but I walk through the revolving doors anyways, just because I knew that if I hadn't done so when I did, I would've just gone somewhere else entirely.
The dead silent atmosphere that usually makes the atmosphere rather tense, seems to have evaporated, and is replaced by a quiet buzzing. As I step out towards the rows of offices, I meet up with Ms. Kim and Ms. Cheung, who seem to be conversing with one another. However, the strange part was that instead of greeting me with unfriendly faces and indifferent words, they smiled at me and nodded in acknowledgement as I passed them. Why are they behaving as though the incident didn't happen? I'm sure that I definitely spilled the coffee; my stained blouse can attest to that much. Are they not upset or embarrassed?
I let my thoughts wander as I take out my computer and begin to check on the assignments that I have yet to complete. I can feel a smile working its way onto my face. I definitely got lucky here. If this was a drama, the CEO might've come out and slapped me herself. Ouch..
After finishing two of my assignments, I tilt my head back and stretch my back along the chair. I'm finally done! Law can be interesting but it can also be monotonous and repetitive at times.
I walk over to the restroom to check up on my appearance. All of this stress could've resulted in a disheveled appearance, which could hinder my performance, which could disappoint my coworkers, which could result in me getting kicked out…
The interior of the bathrooms are really clean. The lights are dimmed, and the areas near the sinks are accented in a light vinyl wood. I graze my eyes over to the mirrors to catch a glimpse of my appearance and lock eyes with a set of long, cat-like brown eyes…
We meet again…