“Jerry, you have a customer at your table.” A woman dressed in black slacks with a white shirt neatly tucked in strode over to where a young man was.
Like the woman, he was also dressed in a white shirt, which was neatly tucked into black trousers. His hair was slicked to the side, making him look more masculine and handsome.
The outline of his lean profile was obvious in the shirt.
“Thank you.” The young man turned.
Kon hurried over to his table to take an order from the said table.
It has been five years since he left the country the devil lives in. For five years, Kon had tried to support himself through his studies, and there he was.
This was his final year at the university. And soon, he will be interning at one of the renowned software companies.
So far, life had been good to him. He had tried to stand on his feet and was able to do that.
By working three shifts a day, he was able to help himself with his studies.
