That damn girl! She can run, but she can't hide.
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ACHOO!
Vera Wave, who had just squeezed into the subway, sneezed loudly.
She rubbed her nose and took out the ID Card that she had "borrowed" from Kris Cooper.
"Sorry, I really didn't mean to steal it," she whispered.
Working at the Clubhouse couldn't last forever. She needed a real job, and without an ID Card, she couldn't even get an interview.
As for the money she owed Cooper, she fully intended to pay him back.
Looking around, she found an empty seat and sat down, carefully slipping the ID Card back into an inner pocket of her backpack.
She immediately opened the job listings newspaper she had bought and scanned the recruitment information.
As an intern who hadn't graduated yet, job hunting was definitely not an easy task. She had sent out countless résumés, but they had all vanished without a trace.
She flipped through the entire newspaper but didn't find any positions suitable for her.
