Since my mother passed away, father turning himself into someone new. The person i couldn’t even recognize sometimes. Isn’t because he’s being absurd and indefinitely won’t accept the reality, more likely, he became a person who push everything at the limits. He used to be a soft and calm person to interact with. Even, less arguments of anything it happens. But now, those things are gone. He runs the companh wildly like a mafia boss. His rage was flaming like hellfire nonstop. I had once of father’s employee that came to me. They said, father losing himself like he wasn’t the kind of the person back in days. He often to pressed all his employees without giving ang break or to breath out. He often to angered himself when something isn’t as he asked for. So i was wondering, what could’ve been wrong? Indeed, father and I sharing the same grief. We both had a hard time to cope out all the pain. I think, father is just won’t let reality slide him down once again. Sigh. Poor father. I couldn’t lend any help much too. But anyway.

My name is Oh Jun-Han. People used to call me Jun-Han. Besides, I’m not that really care what people call me. As long as it doesn’t offensive, it should be fine. I’m also a student in Hang-Kook University. Currently working on my fourth semester and second year. Also taking Fashion Designer major. Well, i took this major due to my mother honestly. But, not entirely because of her. I do love designing likewise. Watching fashion show, read all the history, taking part here and there. So many things comes up. So i wouldn’t blame myself if i need to struggle on the way out of getting this degree.

Speaking of the devil, I’m on my day off which is free from schedule but somehow, there’s someone i need to see right now. Not what i need, but this person force me to. Sigh. Well, I couldn’t say no either. He’s friend of mine, also childhood memories. We’ve been this close since that day, up until now, we often to spare our time to spend the quality together. Don’t get me wrong, I just want to make sure the friendship is going well between he and me. I don’t like cutting off a dearest person. So, in many way, perhaps this is one of the best way to reach out out friendship long lasting. Although, he’s a public figure and much more well-known in country. He’s a star anyway.

“Hey, sorry for being late. Geez, never knee it would be this bad!” He appeara from nowhere under the rain. He looks a bit soak but entirely fine.

“It doesn’t matter. What matter is you’re soaked. Let’s get some change first.” I reach out his hand as i drag him to the room. Speaking of the devil, we’re in my aunty’s house. I got charge to look after the house as the leave about two or three days. While i couldn’t go out and got my free time. I invited him over. Yet, i feel bad he still got soaked.

“Hang on, but you don’t have my size.” He wonders in seconds.

”I do. I have plenty of your size since we’re always share items.” He doesn’t know that i keep several of his clothes. How funny.

”ah, well, that’s a nice of you.” He chuckles as i keep dragging him to the room.

”of course I am. I’m the nicest person ever exist!” Well, it sounds i may too exaggerate the fact but okay.

He keeps chuckling until we are on the room. I ask him to get himself clean first, while I prepare his clothes. I open up my bag and take out the clothes slowly. I heard something fell of from inside the bag and it sounds quite loud. What is it though? I take a look on the floor, and found something like a stone-a-like.

“What, is this..?” I took an little bit closer and saw it went shining. Is it a diamond? Is it a jewelry? Why it looks so shiny?

When i heard a door knob cackling, i realize i haven’t hand over the clothes to him. I quickly put down the stone, and immediately run over to the door.

“Here’s your clothes! Sorry, i had time to give you.” Suddenly, he opens the door with his outstanding looks. With his shimmering gym-body. Good shape of his muscle. Wearing the towel to cover his lower part and how tall he is. My eyes are mesmerized until i turn my face into red like a tomato. He tilts his head as he wonders whats wrong with me. Then he chuckles once again.

“Thanks for the clothes.” Ended with a smiles.

”A- Anytime..!” I immediately look away and throw all my embarrassment away. How did i get blush from just looking at him?!? Sigh. . . This is way beyond my control. Seriously

Ten minutes later, after he finished himself with changing. He comes to the living room as where i am. He sit down beside me comfortably as he enjoy the TV together.

“Hows your work lately?” I ask.

”Nothing special. Even my coach seems outta touch.” He answers calmly.

”Coach? Why? Is he went holiday?”

”Nah, I don’t think so.” Hmm. That’s a bit questioning though. He used to hype when talking about his Athlete career. He’s not only cherish his coach, but he embrace them as family. But the way he talks right now, is soundly different.

“Are you sure he’s okay?”

”Honestly i don’t know. I might just stop being athlete.”

”Eh? Isn’t being an Athlete is your dream?” Before he answer me again and again. He moves himself to lie down. He usually lie down on the other way round, instead, he lay his head on my lap. While looking at me he begins his words again.

“Yes. Nonetheless, i’m happy with what i am now. Being an actor and athlete at the same time. Aren’t bad at all.” He comforts himself that he certain with his choices. Regardless being curious, i’m also glad to hear of what he says. He seems more independent and more focused on what he has. It feels strange somehow. When he does this to me, it feels like. . . My heart skipped a beat. I want to know why. And also, it’s my reflex to stroke his hair gently as he gets himsef relax on my lap. What. . . Kind of this feeling?

After some time, He felt asleep on my lap but i need to move so made him to let himself to sleep on the couch. He sounded like he got into deep sleep though. I think it’s just because he was tired. Doing both as an actor and as an Athlete aren’t easy as it looks. Though, he decide to work on both his choice to fulfill his life. Sigh, while i’m here just continue my studies and my income remain rely upon father. I guess i need to start myself to gain some own expenses then.

By the way, he also mentioned that he didn’t know that he had some same exact stone or whatever that is. The one i found it from the bag. It’s odd but remaik suspicious. Should i bring to the bag expert? I mean, it’s no that necessary to look after. My curiosity sometimes handle me that much. Seriously. another day, another call of mysterious. How enigma my life is.

With under minutes later, phone call breaks the silent. I quickly manage to get my phone and answer the call as it is.

“Hello?” I didn’t even notice the caller in first place.

”Hello, Is this the number of Mr. Oh?”

“Right, I’m speaking as myself. How may i help you?”

”Glad to hear. Before i deliver some news to you, let me briefly introduce myself.” I make a second pause to see my screen first. It didn’t show any contact’s name so it could be someone that i haven’t seen yet.

“I’m Park Hyun-Juk from TA Company.” Wait, TA Company? Isn’t that Jun-Young’s agency? Why they would call me instead?

”Ah, yes! Nice to meet you.”

”we’re currently working on a progress that called background checking. Would mind to come to our company to discuss further details and information?” This strangely sounds suspicious. I mean, it’s been more than just years since Jun-Young joined the company. And they should have had check his background. Why would they come to see it repeatedly? Oddly enough to stay on my ground

“Eh? Background? Is there any reason or relation that particularly in me?”

”I assume, yes. Due to your experience and data. That you and Mr. Kang been friends for years. So, we would like to have you to double check the background.” To be honest, this is already count as violating artist’s privacy. Of course, i know there’s might be a good reason behind of it. But at some point, it is not. Checking out to double cross check within a years gap, is obviously not going on the right road. If they want to make sure their artists are save, they should have intense on quality control in the first place. Not being for after years.

“It’s much appreciated to work together. But unfortunately, my time is not available until then.”

”how about we arrange some appoint instead? So we could have dates from far away.”

”Either way, i couldn’t even promise that i may bring myself to get through.”

”So, which means, Mr. Kang has something to hide from the company?” What?! How they assume that he would do that?! How dare them to say such thing! Is that how they treated their artist? How unacceptable!

“I’m sorry. But, Mr. Kang has been always in good shape. He could never do such a obnoxious thing to people or even fans. He’s more than that. He care, he absolutely loves his fans. And I believe, it is not okay to say that your artist is hiding something from company itself. It sounds offended. So, i hope you’re aware of what you’re saying next time.” With my wholehearted, i defend my childhood friend without any hesitation. None able to badmouth my friend jnless they able to get me first. If they do want to spill out Jun-Young’s dark side, then prove it to my both eyes.

“We understand your concern and awareness. But, we here to play as professionalism role and responsible for the public. As well as Mr. Kang is public figure.”

”I also do understand your point of what company wants to confirm. Nonetheless, there are plenty good ways to figure it out and leaving those offensive lines from taging along to seek out the truth. And you can’t judge by one at a time. I may not know what the real deal is, but, hearing that my dear friend is on edge. It’s unacceptable.” I ended the phone call as i throw it to the bed. I couldn’t be more upset after those contact. I swear, they really want to dig up something that it doesn’t have to be. How childish.

Probably minutes that i take to calm myself down, finally got chance to get back to the living room. I hope he doesn’t woke up and hear the rest of the conversation. Well, i think it’s alright. But, it could be a trouble too for him. I don’t want to burden him likewise, i just want to help him a bit. But why do i feel like I’m not? Sigh. This stressful.

When i head back to the living room, Jung-Young wasn’t there anymore. So i try to look over him until he appear from nowhere from behind. I’m a bit startled and found that he was frowned and gloomed. What’s wrong anyway?

“Jun-Young? What happen? You scared me a bit though.” He just stand there.

”Jun-Young? Are you okay? Why are you this quiet?” This guy suddenly went cold. Is he really okay? He looks uncom—

“Thank you.” He immediately hug me under a secone. He even cuts out my line before i finish. He embrace me without hesitation. I could feel his warmth. I know his bigger than me, so it’s like i’m being engulf. But, in other way round, why he turning like this in sudden? He never hug me since we are in junior high school. It remind me back in days but yes back at it again. What’s wrong with him?

“I never had someone that chose over me, defend me, or even stand up for my sake.” Ah, right. I guess, he listened to every word i said on phone. Now I realize.

“I thought. . . I was alone. None would ever lend me a hand. Or even comfort me when things comes like this.” He continue sulking while renting his heart off.

“Never in my life, to feel how incredible i am. Someone who appreciats my hard work. And somehow who tell me that i’m human. It feels like. . . A dream” he still embrace me even tighter than i expect. I could die from this tightness.

“Thank you, for your light. Perhaps, this is my first time seeing you presumptuous.” He slowly get himself back as he continue to looks at me. He smiles in following. And he reach my both hands gently.

“I know, money isn’t everything. But, i want you to know that. You’re also have my back. Just let me know anything you need.” My eyes wider as he approaches with such ease promises to my mind. Like, someone just touch my heart. I lost my myself in his glare. Even we become close and closer. We didn’t even know, we both are on the same boat.