[Kiyeon hands off the piece of paper to the next passerby without much incident, a friendly grin on his face as he nods them off. He thinks he'd be well-suited for this job if he ever found himself unemployed and extremely desperate.
He glances up when hears footsteps coming closer and he readies himself to pass out another flier (odd, people usually tried to move around him, not directly at him) but his polite offer dies on his lips as soon as the girl asks her question.
Okay, well. This had to be some kind of misunderstanding.]
I think you've got the wrong person?
[He smiles as he says this, wanting to ease any of the embarrassment that she might feel at calling the wrong guy stupid. Because it definitely couldn't be him. All he'd been doing was stupidly handing out fliers after being tricked into doing another person's job for them like a dumb fool.]
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He glances up when hears footsteps coming closer and he readies himself to pass out another flier (odd, people usually tried to move around him, not directly at him) but his polite offer dies on his lips as soon as the girl asks her question.
Okay, well. This had to be some kind of misunderstanding.]
I think you've got the wrong person?
[He smiles as he says this, wanting to ease any of the embarrassment that she might feel at calling the wrong guy stupid. Because it definitely couldn't be him. All he'd been doing was stupidly handing out fliers after being tricked into doing another person's job for them like a dumb fool.]