Chapter 4: An Uncomfortable Morning
"Yaaawn..."
Ha Giyeon yawned as he got off /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ the bus and gave his aching back a tap. His body still hadn’t adjusted to the part-time job. After clearing dishes at a wedding hall all day, every muscle in his body throbbed with fatigue.
"Still... there's nothing better than this."
The job was tough, but just thinking about the money that would soon be deposited into his account gave him a sense of pride. As he walked home, his mind wandered to the things in his room.
"Maybe I should list some stuff on Piman Market."
He’d already bought his workbooks at a steep discount from a used goods app. Maybe it was time to try selling something himself. To be honest, none of the things in his room had been bought with his own money, so it felt a bit like stealing... but—
Well... they were going to throw it all away anyway.
The day after it was revealed he wasn’t their biological son, his parents had ordered someone to clear out everything in his room. Said it was going to be turned into the real child’s room and planned to bring in new furniture. So all his things were dumped in the trash.
They’ll do the same thing again, won’t they? Wouldn’t it be a waste?
Better to donate or sell them than watch it all go to waste. People could call him a money-obsessed thief, but he didn’t care. Ha Giyeon lived with constant fear. He had no idea what would change next—he could be kicked out tomorrow.
And morals? Conscience?
What were those even worth? Once you’re thrown away, that’s it.