He’s not sure he’ll find Quanrui at this point. It’s not as open as the one at Walmart, making it an absolute maze to go through. Gyuvin walks away from him awkwardly, now knowing that Quanrui is not at the register. Hao doesn’t look convinced, but the customer is always right. Damn, at least at Walmart they give out stickers. His name tag reads “Hao”, and Gyuvin thinks he also recognizes him from class. “Um, hi,” an employee starts, making Gyuvin turn his head around, eyes wide. Quanrui wore a red choker to class once and Gyuvin had done so much digging (read: talking to his favourite Costco employee, Matthew) once he found out that he worked at Target. Gyuvin peers his head around one of the displays, looking to see if the man he’s looking for is at the register. And, unfortunately, it’s not just an on shift thing. He probably has a live laugh Walmart sign somewhere in his house, especially with the whole Target vs. But he’s a Walmart employee, and while he only works to pay for his college education (so he can see the hot guy that he thinks is named Quanrui), Hanbin, the manager on his shifts and unfortunately one of his close friends, has a severe attachment to saying money and living better. In the grand scheme of things, there’s no reason for Gyuvin to be pulling up his hood and walking around like there’s someone trying to get him. He’s a shit liar with no such thing as a brain to mouth filter, which explains why he’d blurt out his plan of going to Target to find some hot guy in his political science class that makes him feel a little sick. Stats: Published: Words: 5,560 Chapters: 1/1 Kudos: 59 Bookmarks: 8 Hits: 597
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