Warning
Turns out I'm lifeless so you get more chapters rn.
Nothing more than mild themes on this chapter btw.
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Narrator POV.
It was in a dream, where he stared at the familiar scenario.
A chocking boy, scared, full of despair and helpless as he struggled inside of a subway...
The sea of color around him, the stars and beyond which reacted to his gaze, shining ever so brilliantly as if in response to his gaze..
[The Star Stream Welcomes ■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■-]
But something was strange.
One of his senses. His sight was greeted with a window..
He didn't know why, but he saw and felt the tears rushing through his eyes as they stared at the screen, that window-like thing. As if a computer's screen was floating in the middle of the air.
He felt pain. Pain like he had never felt spreading through him, soon, it was as if the subway around him begun to collapse as it rattled vigorously, rattling more and more, more and more until he was shaken up, soon hitting his head on the ceiling and bouncing to the floor -
Until it was completely torn Apart, his body floating among the stars...
It was there that he saw a dark shadow, something aproaching fast, like a held beast with two glowing eyes and a great roar...
It was right there when his face was slammed against another subway train...
"Adam!"
He was shaken awake, as he stared confused at a woman..
"... Ah... Ahjumma.. Morning." Adam wiped his eyes as usual, worried of the woman's worry as he felt the wet hands as he touched his face.
"Are you.. alright?.. Did you have a dream?"
"A nightmare."
Adam didn't know why..
But he felt as if something bad was aproaching.
...
'Korea isn't that bad.'
Adam thought..
People quite literally begun to treat him like a celebrity at school, "The Prince" they begun to call him.
He was pretty and kicked a bully's ass.. Well, Jaw.
He dislocated Kim Namwoon's jaw with a single kick on his first minute of entering the school. That was pretty epic..
Though he did get a call home. A stern scolding and a congratulation...
'I want.. Money..'
Adam was still in highschool, but he didn't want to ask Nae Kyung-Mi or Nae Wham for money or did he wish to ask for money to be sent for him from home..
It would surely be taxed heavily if it got sent from Korea to the US.
The world revolved around one thing. Money.
And so, Adam filled out paperwork for the work that would get the most out of his great skills.
{Maid Cafe Application.
Name:
Age:
Experience:
Skills:
Why you need this job:
What we should know about you:}
And so Adam filled out the form.
Adam. 16 and 6/8ths.
Experience with house chores and posing for his sisters.
Skills in.. "I know how to pour tea - And - I'm adorable."
Needs his job because of "Money"
What they should know about him: "I'm adorable."
You see. Adam was cursed with a baby face.
The cross he was forced to carry..
And it seemed puberty was hitting rather soft since his voice barely changed. Leaving him with a soft spoken and calm tone..
And so, Adam turned in his paper as the employee read through it. A woman that looked no older than thirty, smoking puffs of smoke with that burning ciggarete while adjusting her glasses..
Looking up and down from Adam..
".. Wait.. you are a boy?.. I thought.."
"The hiring sign didn't specify the required gender, Ahjumma." Adam told her...
She nodded, though the positions for guys where as janitors and cooks - This guy seemed like the exception though.
"And seventeen - Thats a bit too young... But.. are you wearing any makeup?" She asked curiously.
The legal age in Korea for a foreigner to work in was around 18...
But if this kid was really the real deal in cuteness, she could make some exceptions.
"I'm as natural as hawkeye, Ma'am." Said Adam, knowing Hawkeye was trash - but completely normal.
".. I don't know who hawkeye is - But I'll take that as a no.. may I touch your face?" She put down her cigarette and wiped her hands on an apron..
"Huh.. sure." Adam agreed. He didn't see any reason to disagree. He knew fully well he was adorable.
She put her hands on Adam's face and pinched on his cheeks..
Adam held her hand a bit, she was being a bit rough...
She let go and looked at her fingers.. There where no smudges of makeup. The boy wasn't lying.
He really did have porcelain skin.
"Are you wearing contacts?" She wondered. Even though it was clear he was a foreigner - Not every foreigner was blue eyed.
"Eh - No.. and please don't pinch my eyes.." Adam winced back a bit, looking at her while winding back..
She chuckled.
"Its fine. I won't... But are you really fine with wearing a maid's dress? You know, I'm fairly sure that with you - we'll be able to attract a lot of female customers - But you need to be able to handle it.. Or we could have you as a butler."
"I'm fine with the dress Ma'am. My sisters at home used to dress me up in far wilder things.." Adam winced at the memories of that one time he lost a bet with his sister, Sirin, and went to the mall with a skirt..
But this was a french maid dress - not the kinky version that exposed loads of cleavage and legs.
It was a style that honestly looked good on him...
