Value of a Cockroach

Just my assistant.

A slap in the face would have hurt me less.

That fucking asshole.

Then, Hajun turns around to me once more and has the audacity to glare at me.

What the hell did I do wrong? I was just being considerate. I was just doing my job, for God's sake!

While my boss's behaviour makes me want to burst into tears right at this very moment, I also do not want to lose face in front of Carly. So, I respond calmly, with a perfect fake smile on my face: "Alright. I'll get going then."

Then, I walk away without looking back.

Outside, I cut the line to hail a taxi. I cannot stand around being all these people anymore. I notice some people swearing at me under their breath, probably convinced I'm not Korean, but I really couldn't care less. For once, I'll allow myself to behave like a rude foreigner. They'll judge anyway. No matter what I do, I'll never belong here, just because I don't look like them.