Jaeho arrived at the laundromat, he looked like crap, but this was an opportunity for him to take a proper breather.
Jaeho liked the familiarity the environment brought him, the smell of soap among many other things in the air calmed him for some weird reason.
"Jaeho! You are here!" Mrs. Park exclaimed like she had been waiting on him.
She was the owner of this business and showed up everyday without question, which ironically motivated her workers to do the same seeing as she treated them like family.
She was a very nice lady in her mid fifties, one of the few people who gave him a job despite him having little to no qualifications while paying him a standard income.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Park," Jaeho greeted her with a slight bow.
"Jaeho, go get changed, dear," Mrs. Park told him. She didn't call him out for being late because she understood it was a miracle he was here at all.
Jaeho nodded before heading to the backroom, and there was one advantage to working here.
He could wash his clothes for free, he threw his uniform into one of the washing machines at the back, specifically reserved for staff.
He changed into his work clothes and came out prepared, he liked the apron style.
He returned and noticed Mrs. Park was already attending to customers.
The man looked past her and noticed Jaeho, he was a regular customer.
"Jaeho! How is school?" The man asked.
"Ah, school is going great!" Jaeho responded but more and more customers engaged him in brief conversations.
"You are such a hard working boy," Another man said.
"I bet your parents must be proud having such a good boy," A woman praised him, not knowing his parents were no more but who could blame her? It wasn't like he had a sign on his forehead.
Jaeho smiled and acknowledged everyone, adults appreciated him in ways his classmates didn't. To them, he wasn't some charity case or burden.
He was a hardworking young man and they respected him.
It was a good feeling being appreciated and seen for your efforts.
He began his shift, the repetitive loading of machines, folding laundries, and restocking supplies they were running low on.
It was an easy job to be honest that gave him time not to think about the worries that plagued him.
All he had to do was focus on the task at hand and he did just that.
A few minutes had passed and the door soon opened, Jaeho looked up to see who it was thanks to the little bell attached to the door that alerted him of anyone going or coming.
But Jaeho couldn't take his eyes off the person that had walked in.
A stunning lady walked in, she had long dark hair which hung over her shoulder but she also wore a tight blouse that outlined how massive her chest truly was, easily the largest Jaeho had seen. And the way they shook with each step she took was a testament of their softness
Jaeho could tell she was a little chubby but had curves that would put most women to shame.
Jaeho swallowed hard and looked away quickly before she could catch him staring, it would be rude and create a horrible first impression.
But he noticed he wasn't the only one staring, even married men couldn't help their gaze, it was almost instinctual.
There were some who looked away but there were others who didn't bother doing so.
There was one thing clear, she could have any man she wanted here but it was also certain that such a woman wouldn't have her pick in such a place.
Jaeho heard about her from Mrs. Park. She was recently divorced and took half of what her husband owned, or rather ex husband.
She lived in the wealthier parts of Busan, and drove a car that made the middle class look like the lower class.
Jaeho noticed her looking around with a sense of urgency and wondered what it was she could be looking for in the first place.
She looked frustrated but also irritated with her phone in hand as she kept tapping the screen.
Jaeho hesitated for a second but approached her.
"Excuse me, ma'am. Can I help you with anything?" Jaeho asked, offering her his assistance.
She looked up and for a moment, their eyes met, Jaeho was taller than her but she looked visibly annoyed making Jaeho wonder if she didn't need his help.
However, he could tell it wasn't directed at him.
"My phone died…" She said while holding it up to show him.
"It died right in the middle of payment! This is a limited item I have been trying to buy all week and it is about to go out of stock!" The lady said and the desperation in her voice was clear.
Jaeho glanced at her phone and noticed it was the latest IPhone, but this wasn't what was important right now because whatever this woman was about to buy.
It made her react this way so it must have been very important.
"I can help you charge it if-!" Jaeho couldn't even complete his sentence before his offer was shot down.
"There's no time," she cut him off right away.
"Look, I know this is a lot to ask but can you help me out? I will pay you back immediately once my phone gets some juice back. I just need someone to make the payment for me," the lady pleaded.
The fact that Jaeho was taller than her meant he had a clear view of her upper breasts.
He was hesitant at first as well, thinking about it briefly before finally giving in.
"How much?" Jaeho asked.
"₩50,000." she responded right away.
Jaeho's stomach dropped because this was all he had in his bank account.
₩50,000 was probably nothing to her but this wasn't his reality considering he was barely making ends meet to begin with.
This was also the last money in his account, he had ₩51,246 so now wasn't the time to play good samarithan but she clearly had money.
This might be a chance for him to actually get into her good graces because there was no telling what helping her could bring in the future.
There was no harm since she was going to pay him back either way and this didn't look like a woman who needed to steal ₩50,000 from him.
And Jaheo was already drowning in debt inherited from his parents, accumulated with his reaching a staggering ₩737,500,000 of debt.
"Okay, what is the account number?" Jaeho said but the hesitation was clear in his voice.
He could see the relief on her face right away, and she mouthed off the numbers quickly.
Jaeho pulled out his phone, hands shaking slightly as he entered the information.
He didn't even know what he was buying as he hit confirm.
The money transferred and then something happened that he would never have guessed in his wildest dreams.
A cyan screen flickered into existence at the edge of his vision.
[Ding!]
[Cashback system activation requirement met!]
[System binding in progress...!]
[System successfully linked!]
[Spent ₩50,000. 2X critical hit. Earned ₩100,000. The money has been transferred to account XXX-XXX-XXX]
[Spent at least ₩50,000 on a lewd item for a MILF. Received 1 lottery ticket. Do you want to use it?]
[YES][NO]
"Huh?"