/!\ warnings + read before u continue /!\ this story consists of different disorders, illnesses, deth, + more // 12-15 + age preffered. # The thought of a new job was circling around Jihoon's head for a while. His wnds have gotten worse ever since the day he messed up organising a few packages in the market. When something gets messed up, Jihoon is to blame and be hit by his boss. It has always been like this ever since he started working there. Although Jihoon was a person who could stand up for himself, he was getting weaker and weaker. His health condition was worsening ever since he stopped going to the Taekwondo classes because of his age. Even before being this weak, he used to be all strong and capable of standing up for himself. He wanted to stay like this even though he had a very thin body and had aged. But it didn't go as planned. He stopped eating, saw terrible nightmares at night and broke a few things in the house. That made him search around for cheap but good apartments for Juwon. He also asked his sister to stay at the university dormitory and not come home until weekends. Jihoon wanted to keep them away for a while, to gather everything and get better. He was ill, mentally and physically. He didn't want his surroundings to get the same, knowing his sister is very close to him. Wanting Jieun to stay away for a while, made them have a huge argument. Jieun was insisting to stay and take care of the brother that worked day and night although he was underage to take care of her. But of course, Jihoon rejected. Although that meant he couldn't see Jieun for a while, it was to protect her. She was his only family. Although lots of things have been bothering him and dragging him down mentally, he still continued working part-time at the market. He couldn't quit and look for a new job, not at the time being. Jihoon wasn't in the state to be looking for a new job without any hesitancy. But one morning, he really put a new job into consideration. The boss had gotten furious again. Jihoon was supposed to drag in three huge boxes of new products from the truck every Monday morning. And today, like every monday morning, another had came. The boxes felt heavier than usual, and it wasn't because Jihoon was getting weaker, it was because the products in the box were more than usual. The truck left behind the three boxes outside the market door. But Jihoon did not notice them outside, as he was asleep, head rested on the desk. He had no proper sleep for the past 5 months, due to the huge argument with Chulseo. As he kept on sleeping carelessly, the boss got furious. He walked in, shouting at the top of his lungs although Jihoon's task was only delayed by half an hour. He took the broomstick resting at the corner of the wall, raised it in the air and that's how Jihoon's face and shoulders ended up all black and dark purple. Jihoon never understood why his boss always hit him for the mistakes he did. It always reminded him of all the bad memories he had at home. His dad raising the broomstick at him and ending his whole body in dark purple circles that he had to hide from Jieun. It all reminded him of those terrible memories, the other reason he could never sleep properly. That Monday was the day he decided to quit this job, and look for a proper one. He scrolled through his phone for jobs that suited his situation, standing in the rain with no umbrella to shelter him. He found none. He decided to search around later on as his hands were shaking too much for him to type. Jihoon just stood there, miserably waiting for a taxi. He sat at the bench, letting out a sigh. He was wearing the short-sleeved uniform, regardless of checking the weather for today. As time passed by, his body started being all soaked in water, and so his hair, causing him to shiver even more. Jihoon didn't know why he didn't check the news for any future change in the weather. Suddenly, he stopped feeling the drops of rain hit his head. As he looked up, he saw the old Ms.Kim holding an umbrella above his head. Ms.Kim was a very loved old woman that owned a grocery shop in front of the market. She was a very admirable woman, kind and sweet. "Ms.Kim!" Jihoon asked, shocked, "what are you doing in such a cold weather? You'll get sick!" "Worrying about others health as always I see." Ms.Kim sighed, "Jihoon you're very young, you're the one that can get sick. And why are you all purple?" Jihoon told the story of each Monday morning and all the other days he's been getting all hurt. He shed tears as he spoke each word. He felt embarrassed, he was almost 30 and was crying at something like this? But he was really angry, and had reached his limits. He wasn't that paitent any other time either, but didn't cry. Ms.Kim listened closely, softly patting him on the head, on his soaked hair. She held his hand, and took him to her house. Walking together past the shops and down the street until they finally arrived. ★
