June couldn't hold back his laugh anymore. He couldn't imagine the janitor being in a boy group and performing cute songs in front of a crowd at all.
Mr. Klin glared at June before moving his mop, swaying his hips as he did so. June's eyes widened in shock as he observed the utter shamelessness of the janitor. It was painful to watch.
However, June couldn't deny it.
Mr. Klin was actually good at this stuff. His eyes sparkled when he danced with his mop, and it seemed like cute gestures and expressions were natural to him.
He must not be lying, then.
"This is a secret I've kept for so long," Mr. Klin said. "I miss it sometimes, but in the end, my passion for cleaning triumphed."
"You—how did you do that?" June stammered, looking scared out of his wits.
Mr. Klin smirked as he cast his mop aside. "Do you want me to teach you?"
June nodded enthusiastically. He was desperate at this point.
