Chapter 63
Chapter 63
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Empty Bank Account
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Late May, when the trees and grass had grown even lusher.
It had been ten days since I'd sent Ada away.
We'd clearly agreed to leave it as a one-night memory, but that didn't seem to apply to Yoon Hye-yoon.
She didn't show her face at all for the first week after that day, and it wasn't until the eighth day that I finally ran into her once.
I'd gone down to the first floor to throw out the trash, and there she was, entering the building entrance.
She was wearing workout clothes, apparently just back from the gym.
I greeted her happily, but she pretended not to see me and slipped right inside.
She usually worked out around 1 or 2 p.m., but this was 6 p.m., so she was clearly avoiding me by changing her schedule.
I wasn't sure if shaking her hips in cowgirl position was that embarrassing, but I decided to leave her alone until her feelings settled.
And today.
I headed to the gym at my usual time.
As I entered the lobby, the female staff member I'd gotten pretty friendly with greeted me.
"Hello, Member Woojin. You've been working hard lately."
"Yeah, hello. My muscles feel like they're finally starting to build, so I'm pushing harder."
"Hmm... it's almost two months in, so yeah, that's about right. Keep it up!"
I gave a small smile and nodded.
As I turned toward the lockers, the staff member asked a question.
"Oh, right. I've been wondering about this for a bit—can I ask you something?"
"Sure, what is it?"
"Did something happen with Hye-yoon? You two used to come together all the time, but now your schedules are totally different."
"No idea? Maybe she has a new schedule. I wouldn't know."
"Hmm... okay. Just a woman's intuition, I guess? Don't mind me asking."
"No problem. I'll head in now."
So she really had changed her schedule.
No wonder I hadn't seen her around the gym lately.
I gave a wry smile and went to change.
The inner area looked a bit emptier than usual.
I cheered inwardly and started warming up.
By now, I knew how to use most machines, so I could manage alone.
Today was upper body day, so I followed my route and stopped when I felt the pump.
I wiped my sweat and checked the full-length mirror nearby.
Definitely a far cry from my old anchovy body.
Seeing this made me glad I'd started working out.
Time to wrap up, so I showered and headed home.
As I reached my boarding house, I remembered the wall clock at home had stopped.
I turned toward the nearby convenience store to buy batteries.
The commercial building looked different from before.
Some new shops had opened, and even the convenience store sign was a different brand.
Ding-a-ling.
"Welcome."
A crisp but pretty voice greeted me as I entered.
I figured I was just tired and started looking for batteries.
The space seemed bigger than the old store.
I headed to the daily goods section, grabbed an AA-size pack, and went to the counter.
Then I froze at the sight before me.
Behind the counter was an incredibly pretty girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, in uniform.
Blonde alone might say 'popular type,' but those blue eyes screamed non-Korean.
Her face was stunning, but I wondered if she spoke Korean.
"Checkout, please."
"2,900 won."
Flawless Korean, no accent, perfect intonation.
Probably an exchange student part-timing.
I decided I'd shop here more often and headed home.
Checking the calendar, I had group homework in three days.
Just two problem-solving sessions and one practice presentation left, then done.
Finals after that, and the semester's over.
I lay on the bed, planning my study schedule in my head.
Post-workout, I'd rest a bit and turned on my phone.
A message popped up immediately.
It was from the telecom company.
In short, my account was empty.
This had never happened before, so I quickly checked my card transactions.
@@@ Company: -200,000 won.
@@@ Company: -300,000 won.
@@@ Company: -400,000 won.
The biggest ones jumped out.
900,000 won at the same place in just a few days.
Had to be that.
I glanced at the stamina pills and supplements on my desk.
And the oil in the drawer.
No regrets since they worked, but I didn't expect the balance to vanish so fast.
A week until next allowance, so I worried about dinner tonight.
No choice—I called my parents to ask for an advance.
Luckily, promising good grades got me the usual plus extra deposited.
I got up, sat at the desk.
These weren't daily, but I'd need to buy periodically—money was short.
Time to part-time for my fun sex life.
College area meant plenty of restaurants and shops.
I checked a job site, searching nearby.
BBQ joints, academies—lots, but I scrolled.
Looking for closest.
One ad caught my eye.
[Convenience Store Part-Timer Wanted.]
Applications until midnight today.
SU Mirae University Branch 2 hiring Wed, Thu, Fri 6-11 p.m.
Minimum wage, 4 insurances.
Experience preferred.
The branch was super close.
The map confirmed it.
"That's the one I went to earlier?"
Perfect timing for a job.
Deadline today—almost missed.
Maybe work with that girl; even if shifts swapped, close to home.
I called the owner as instructed.
After a few rings, a warm, sultry voice flowed through.
"Hello?"
"Hi, calling about the SU Mirae Branch 2 ad on the job site."
"Oh? Hello. Could you give a quick intro?"
"Sure, Park Woojin, 24, army discharge. 6 months convenience store experience, live in ## building nearby."
"Wow, great fit. When can you bring a resume?"
"Anytime except mornings. Tell me a flexible time."
"How about tomorrow 3 p.m.?"
"Yes, perfect. See you then."
"Okay, see you~"
Her voice melted me.
Soft, slightly slow speech—pure synergy.
I prayed she was pretty and wrapped up the day.
Next day.
Finished gym early, home with 30 minutes to spare.
Checked resume again, sniffed for sweat.
Chose cleanest clothes for good impression.
Left to arrive 10 minutes early.
Ding-a-ling.
"Welcome."
The blonde from yesterday was at the counter.
Obviously not owner, so I went inside.
"Oh."
I let out an exclamation unwittingly.
Her plump ass strained against tight jeans, jiggling as she wiped the table.
Couldn't look away.
She sensed me and turned.
Deep navy-purple hair tied back, forehead clear—a beauty.
"Customer? Something wrong?"
Sharp eyes met mine; that soft voice from small lips.
Mature vibe plus uniform—she had to be the owner.
"Ah, hi. Park Woojin, the applicant who called yesterday."
"Oh, early! Nice to meet you. Resume?"
"Here."
She placed it on the table, examined closely.
I sneaked peeks at her figure.
Uniform bursting at bust and hips.
Baggy top hid waist, but I could imagine.
"Hmm... army discharge, close by... experience too..."
She murmured, then looked up.
"I'll keep it on file. A few applicants—results tomorrow."
"Got it."
"Thanks for applying~"
Her smile dazed me.
I vowed to get this job and left.
Another day passed.
Prepping group work when my phone buzzed.