I walk into the job interview, adjusting my tie before opening the door. A strange scent enters my nose—an Omega. My face contorts into one of disgust as I make eye contact with my interviewee. He’s small, thin and useless upon first glance. I’m here to be interviewed and considered for the open Data Scientist position. My name is Lee Minjun. I grumble, hating the situation even more as I shut the door behind me. I hate his smile, I hate this situation.
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