Episode 1 – Starting the Paid Service (1)
“I'm Dokja.” (Dokja= can mean only son or reader).
I usually introduced myself to people like this, then the following misunderstanding would occur.
“Oh, are you an only child?”
“I am, but that isn't what I mean.”
“Huh? Then?”
“My name is Dokja. Kim Dokja.”
Kim Dokja (Kim Highly Respected Only Son)—my father gave me that name to be a strong man by myself. However, thanks to the name my father gave me, I turned out to be just a normal single and lonely man.
In short, it was like this. I was Kim Dokja, 28 years old, and single. My hobby was reading web novels on the subway.
“Then I'll go on my smartphone.”
In a noisy subway, I raised my head reflexively. A pair of curious eyes were staring straight at me. They belonged to an employee from the human resources team, Yoo Sangah.
“Ah, hello.”
“Are you going home from work?”
“Yes. What about Yoo Sangah-ssi?”
“I was lucky. The manager went on a business trip today.” Yoo Sangah sat down soon as the seat next to me became vacant. A subtle scent came from her shoulders, making me nervous.
“Do you normally take the subway?”
“That…” Yoo Sangah made a dark expression.
Come to think of it, this was the first time I'd met Yoo Sangah on a subway train.
Starting with Personnel Manager Kang to Finance Manager Han… There were rumors that Yoo Sangah had men from the company driving her home every workday.
Yet unexpected words came from Yoo Sangah's mouth, “Someone stole my bicycle.”
Bicycle.
“You commute by bike?”
“Yes! I have a lot of overtime these days and seem to be lacking exercise. It is a bit annoying, but it is worth doing.”
“Aha, I see.”
Yoo Sangah smiled. Looking closer at her, I could understand the feelings men held toward her. However, it was none of my business.
Every person had a genre of life, and Yoo Sangah was someone who lived a genre different from myself.
After the awkward conversation, we looked at our phones. I opened up the novel app I was reading on before while Yoo Sangah… What was this?
“Por favor dinero.”
“Huh?”
“Spanish.”
This was the moment the genre of my life changed.
Chapter end
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