"Damn! Spit it out, you piece of shit!"

The young man yelled out loud, hitting the table with his fists. The guy he's been questioning for a while is an attractive young man with a perfectly structured face. He sighed, kept his cool, and answered calmly.

"I said so before. I'm not involved in the murder of my wife. Besides, I can't see, so there's no way for me to do it. You are wasting time trying to hold back someone who is blind and defenseless. "

For at least two minutes, there was a heavy silence. Ticktock, ticktock, the clock on the wall was heard ticking throughout the unexpectedly silent atmosphere. All of a sudden, the interrogator got up from his seat and walked towards the man who was sitting still with his eyes fixed in a particular direction all this time. He bent over and whispered something in his ears.

"You really can't see?"

Right after that, somebody smashed through the door. It's Tan Jiae, Jihun's younger sister, who interrupts their play, staring at them with an empty expression.

"...... ."

"...... ."

"...... ."

She added, raising her eyes.

"Did you guys kiss?"

"Huh?"

While Jihun seemed surprised to hear the word 'kiss', Beomsoo was irritated.

"No way! Are you out of your mind, you spoiled brat?"

Little Jiae frowned at him. She was definitely angry.

"......I hate monkeys."

"What'd you just say?"

"The truth is bitter, agree to it or not."

"What a little piggy!"

"I will not hand Ji Ji oppa to a pervert like you."

"WE DIDN'T KISS!"

"Grrrrrrrrr!"

'They fight each other like cats and dogs almost every time.'

Poor Jihun thought while being caught in the middle of two fighting wild animals.

"JUST STOP FIGHTING!"

The two ferocious beasts that were fighting earlier turned into scaredy cats at once. All thanks to Mrs Tan. It wouldn't have happened if it hadn't been for her. Following the voice of his mother, Jihun sighed a relief.

"Fight again and I'll kick you out!"

"I won't mind you dumping this pig. I was only rehearsing my dialogs with Jihun. But we were cut off in the middle by this dumb kid."

"Enough of calling me that. You tried to do some perverse things to oppa!"

"I told you we weren't making out!"

"Grrrrrrrrr!"

"GET OUT NOW!"

Jihun thought it was funny and giggled.

"Jihun."

Soon he was confronted by Mrs Tan. Jihun felt her voice and turned his head to wherever it came from. His eyes were weak but his ears weren't.

"Yes, Mom?

As always, Jihun responded calmly.

"I hope you remember your appointment with Dr. Dang."

"Ah, well, um......the thing is....... ."

Jihun now remembers having an appointment with Dr Dang. Dr Dang is quite a professional and the one Jihun is visiting for weekly eye checkups.

"I thought so. How can you not remember something that important? And what was Beomsoo talkin' about? So you're going to choose acting as opposed to your health?"

"......I am sorry."

Jihun was disappointed in himself. Seeing how depressed he was, Mrs Tan took pity on him and sat next to him.

"Honey, I have no problem with you being an actor. After all, your dad was an excellent performer. It was clearly written on his face that he wanted you to become a good actor and keep his legacy alive."

"...... ."

Jihun's father was an exceptional stage performer. It won't be a bad thing to say that Jihun inherited his father's acting skills. But his fond memories with his father did not last long. A fatal accident caused Jihun to lose his sight, and his father lost his life there.

"I already see you performing extremely well. I'm glad to see you enjoying your life. But at least be more careful when it comes to your health and your appointments."

Despite not being able to see his mother, Jihun felt how worried his mother was about him.

"......I get it. I'm sorry I got you concerned. I would pay more attention to it starting next time."

Mrs Tan rubbed his back and chuckled.

"Anyway, I called Dr Dang and he said he was out of town because of some medical emergencies. He would be back in town shortly."

"Then why?"

"What why?"

"If that was the case, why didn't you tell me earlier? I thought I had let you down."

"Ah, I was indeed worried about your negligence. So I wanted to give you a lesson in doing your part."

"...... ."

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"MOM!"

Amid their playful chitchat, the phone on the table strikes.

"Who is it?"

As Jihun asked out of curiosity, Mrs Tan replied.

"It's Beomsoo."

Following a break, she continued to speak

"Would you like me to turn on the speaker?"

"Hmm."

As soon as Mrs Tan turned on the speaker, Beomsoo cried out with excitement.

"JJJJIIIIHHHHUUUUNNNN! JI JI JIHUNNNNNNNN!"

Mrs Tan got mad and yelled at him.

"WHAT ARE YOU?! SOME KIND OF ANIMAL OR WHAT?!"

"...... ."

Jihun couldn't stop laughing. His radiant smile is one thing to look at. Mrs Tan was absolutely right when she said that Jihun was making the most of his life.

"Hey, what's up?"

"...... ."

"Hello?"

"......Did she leave?"

"May I ask why you would like me to leave?"

Beomsoo stopped talking as he heard Mrs

Tan's voice.

"...... ."

"......Ah, Mom, stop playing around."

"Okay, alright. I am leaving now. I also have to finish cleaning up. Call me in case you need anything. Don't try to do anything by yourself."

"......You worry too much."

After Mrs Tan had left, Beomsoo began speaking.

"LET ME SURPRISE YOU!"

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"LET ME SURPRISE YOU!"

He continued.

"I found something when I was browsing through the XXX magazine. The Yong Production Company is looking for local actors between the ages 20 and 26 for their upcoming film."

"......Yong Production......Company?"

"Doesn't that come as a surprise? I can't believe this is happening!"

"......"

"Hey! What's wrong? Don't you feel surprised?

"That's not it, you know."

After some pause, Jihun answered.

"I'm kind of surprised they're having an audition. From what I know, they've never had auditions for their movies before."

"Maybe they've changed their minds on this one. That's Lim Chinhwa, by the way. The entire industry is up to him. It's pretty difficult to figure out what's going on in his mind. "

"Lim......Chinhwa."

A strange feeling crossed his mind as he listened to Beomsoo speak of Lim Chinhwa.

"I won't deny that he's a controversial man but I also want us to take some parts in a successful movie."

"But I don't think Mom would let me."

"Huh? Why?"

"First, we need to travel to Seoul for the audition. We need to spend more on staying there. Second, Mom doesn't think that you can take responsibility for me, and...... ."

"......And what?"

Jihun seemed to waver a little, then responded.

"......I don't think she'd like me to audition for his film."

"Dude, what's that supposed to mean? *Sigh* Old ladies are kind of hard to understand, and why does she think that I can't handle you? Either way, I want you to rethink this. Let's not lose this great opportunity."

"I'll try and talk it over with Mom."

"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye."

Beomsoo ended the call, but Jihun was still seated, his face blank and his body didn't move a single inch. He seemed to be lost in thoughts. But then he stood up all by himself and tried to find the bed using his hands, and spread himself over it.

'Why do I get this strange feeling whenever I hear his name? Why do I feel like I've already met this guy? Lim......Chinhwa, did we ever meet?'

As Jihun reflected deeply, his head began to hurt.

"I have no idea."

All of a sudden, Jihun remembers how his mother sounds like she's pissed off every time she bumps into Lim Chinhwa's name. He even once overheard her call him a nasty jerk. When he questioned her about this, she avoided it and started talking about the latest arrivals of women in the store. Since then, Jihun's never tried to ask again.

'Is there anything she doesn't want me to find out? My ears are strong enough to sense her hatred for Lim Chinhwa. But what might be the cause?'

"Ah, my head hurts like crazy."

Jihun took it upon himself to stop thinking. He closed his eyes and in a few seconds he fell asleep.

The next morning, Jihun opened his eyes and, as always, he saw nothing but complete darkness. Just in front of his bed stood a large window, whose white curtains floated in the wind. When he lifted his upper body, he felt a cool breeze fall upon his face. But then, the door opens and Mrs Tan comes in.

"Honey, did you sleep well?"

Jihun responded with a gentle smile.

"Yes, and......did you open the window?"

"Yep. The morning air feels so vivid, doesn't it?

"Mom, I......I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Yes, indeed."

Mrs Tan provided an immediate response. But then, Jihun finds himself in a quandary whether to say it or not. He hesitated, but eventually, he couldn't resist telling her.

"Specifically, I wanted to request your permission."

"Permission?"

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