 A path is not simply for walking, its purpose lies in moving forward and improving oneself.
Wearing a suit to his first day of work may not have been the best decision he'd made. In the morning, the newest employee had been nervously planning his outfit with the assistance of his father. A core memory he wasn't about to forget. But now that he saw the atrium, he was beginning to regret his suit.
He had completely forgotten about the clay sculpting event! Minjae tucked at his navy blue tie to loosen it and rolled up his sleeves to give it a more playful look as walked to a random table. Hopefully, the people would be nice to him...
Kevin checked the collar of his black turtleneck to see if the puncture wounds on his neck were properly hidden as he walked out of the fireplace. He'd been working for the MLE for years, but he still couldn't get used to the events that the Ministry put on every now and then. He'd rather work on the vials of memories on his desk than sculpting clay in his office.
He had learned to roll with it though over the years and took a seat at one of the tables. Perhaps he could get a raise if he pretended to have a good time. Very unlikely though...
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