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“Where did all those people go? Why is the room this quiet? Oh, I forgot, we're sleeping in this condo."

Jung Yong Hwa, a talented singer and famous songwriter, is the leader of a hot band that is unknown in both his country and Asia, and now no one can take away his popularity. Evidence? The sales of the solo album that was just released on the first day of the year, the promotional songs and the number of downloads that have been number one on the charts have been in the charts for eight weeks now. What about concert tickets that were sold out within three minutes? The first to open for reservation again. Needless to say, apart from being very handsome and rich, His work schedule will no doubt remain tight until the end of the year.

The reason he had to talk to himself alone for a long time: he wanted to drink his favorite Americano, but he couldn't order anyone to buy it, like every time he was too lazy to move away from his own musical instruments and music-making equipment, it was because he decided to buy a concert. Made from money earned through his own abilities and labor after working in the entertainment industry for nearly five years, he is comfortable like at home.

But when I couldn't hear Jungshin's quarrels Minhyuk's murmuring, Jonghyun's guitar. There is no one waiting to cause trouble. Not hearing laughter, discussing jokes, or criticizing each other's performances, it's like life that used to be colorful and dull. And he still isn't used to living alone, so he hasn't decided to move out into a condo permanently.

Because sometimes the silence that covered a wide room like this caused him to feel a strange feeling of loneliness. Thinking up to this point, Yonghwa... “Huh, I got goosebumps.”

"Actually, the coffee shop isn't too far from the residence. Going out for a walk to exercise and breathe in the air would be much more refreshing than being stuffed inside this narrow, square room."

When you come to terms with yourself He rose from his chair in the office. Stretching a few times before going to pick out clothes for wandering around alone without the shadow of your close manager or bodyguard provided by the agency in the dressing room they had separated out for. Store a dedicated collection of clothing, shoes, and accessories.

“I came to apply for a job according to the announcement at the store.”

The cheerful voice that came from the owner of the sweet face didn't even realize that he had called the male customer who was waiting for his favorite coffee to look at him with interest. His first thought was that he saw her from the side, a face without any cosmetics, which was rare compared to women these days who wore heavy makeup from a young age. Cheeks were puffy and the natural pink color of a healthy person.

Inviting eyes and smile And where are the lips...but then the thought of admiring the woman in front of him had to be stopped because the device that reminded him to accept the drink he was holding in his hand was not enough to flash its lights like crazy and suddenly cried out. loudly

“I apologize. We received new employees at the store last week.”

“Ah, is that so? It's fine, thank you very much.” The once bright tone was replaced by a disappointed expression from the owner of the pretty face. But she didn't forget to smile at the employee before walking out.

Seo Juhyun, the owner of the beautiful face and bright voice, was in the young man's eyes just now. Neat and beautiful girl Sandee “Angel” is the definition given to her by her mentors and brothers and sisters and friends in the foundation. She calls this place home because she grew up here after her parents had an accident when she was a child, as told. There are many nannies in the house who are now looking for work to help relieve the burden of household expenses.

Apart from free water and electricity, the only money from the government that is sent every month is only lunch for the children. Even though there are good-hearted people who help donate things and cash on important occasions, they don't have a regular basis that can be called income. The reason why she was so willing to give up is because of her determination that she told herself that she wanted to study and bring her knowledge back to develop the place where she had been sheltering for over ten years. Even though there were many mentors ready to support her to study as she intended, she definitely didn't dare use the foundation's money for her own benefit. Therefore, the only way that Seohyun could think of was to... Her only option was to find a part-time job. Even though it might take her a year to save up, she agreed to study later than her peers.

But because of the disappointment of walking in to apply for three or four jobs. And throughout the time she had to walk away from the foundation because she didn't dare use the money she received from her close sister who found work last month, she was so tired and discouraged.

“Sigh, just walking around looking for work. Why is this so difficult? I'm so tired." He said while wiping away his sweat. Actually, this month should have cool weather, but because having to wear thick clothes and walk in the sun for a long time makes the body temperature completely opposite to the atmosphere at the beginning of the year like this.

“No, you can't give up just because of this, Seo Juhyun has to get somewhere.” No sooner had he made a sound of encouragement than the damned gastric juices in his stomach started to cry out in protest. “Ah, I'm hungry. Jung.”

plunging

“Oh, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. Is something wrong with you?”

“Yah! Crazy girl, how do you walk? Don't you have eyes to see the way?!"

In fact, it should have been her who was yelling. Because a man whose height was about the standard of Korean men walked up to her, causing her to lose her footing almost two steps like this. If it weren't for the drink in the young man's hand splashing onto his clothes, who looked at it and knew it was too expensive for her to take responsibility for. Sure enough, she had to be the one to apologize and apologize profusely, but it seems that the other party was too impatient.

So I didn't pay attention to her apology at all and just acted flustered like I wanted to get back at her somehow. Or is he running away from something?

“I'm really sorry. I'll wash your shirt for you. Tell me your address and I will definitely send it to you. Don't worry.”

“So you're a gang of swindlers, right? You pretended to bump into me and then tricked me into selling my things?”

“No! You are misunderstanding. You are not a famous person. Why should I sell your stuff?”

“What?! I'm not a famous person. Don't you have a TV at home? If you don't want to believe it, you don't have to fool me so hard.”

“I'm telling the truth.”

“Scream Yonghwa oppa”

“Really Yonghwa oppa.”

“Wait for me, oppa.”

“Crazy! How do you know?”

“Wow, where are you taking me? Please release me now.”

“Quiet, come along quickly. I don't want to see anyone go to the hospital because of me.”

Ha ha ha ha.

“Hey, was it fun?”

“What is fun? I'm so tired.”

“Do you believe it now or not?”

"What do you believe? I believe that you are a thief pretending to be a famous person. In fact, did you steal anything from anyone that made them chase you so fiercely?"

"Oh my gosh, how did you think of that?"

“Look, you've called me a crazy bitch twice now.”

“Why would you, huh?”

“Shit, then take it easy that I messed up your shirt in exchange for not handing you over to the police.”

“Yay..!”

“Excuse me.”

Just a moment.

“Are your accusations a bit too harsh, young lady?”

“Eh, what are you going to do?”

“And think that in a narrow space like this What will men and women do?”

“Stop..stop your dirty thoughts right now.”

“It is a very frightening threat.”

“Stay away from me.”

You idiot, don't you understand the word "distance" or what? My heart is working too hard.

“Looking at you, you're also pretty good-looking if I were to teach you who's who. It's probably going to be alright.” Those harsh words and caressing glances that she had never received from anyone before were frightening her to the point where she couldn't control the trembling of her head.

“What are you going to do? Don't bully me.”

“I don't see the sound shaking like that. You should be happy to be close to a handsome man like me.”

Then he took off his glasses and mouth mask. Revealing a face that looks so good that it hurts, it's true that he was narcissistic.

“Now do you remember me?”

"yes? Have we known each other before? I don't remember ever meeting you before.”

"good! Then I'll make you remember me now.”

Oh, handsome bastard, I told you not to come close to my face, and here's that hot breath spraying on my face. Take it away!

I could only shout loudly in my heart in silence with my eyes closed and my head turned away until my neck almost hurt. But it seemed like my actions were pleasing to the people in front of me quite a bit. “Huh,” so I heard a laugh in my throat. Him? It really hurts.

“That's enough, it's better to get better.”

Then he backed away. Until there was space for me to breathe oxygen into my brain, I had to hold my breath for a long time just now.

Shit, no need to wink. I don't fall for my good looks but bad personality like you.

Just walk a few steps out of that narrow place. As a result of the long walk, the fatigue from running, and the heart-rending actions of the person in front of her just now, she had lost quite a bit of energy. It is easy for people who have eaten since morning until lunch time to become exhausted.

Ah, why is all of my strength suddenly like it's been sucked out like this?

collapse

"Hoy! Crazy girl. You don't have to pretend to faint and make me take responsibility. I don't believe you. Get up!” Shouting alone wasn't enough. The handsome and famous father wanted to help wake her up by gently rubbing with his foot.

“I'm not funny, you idiot.”

“Oh my gosh, what an unlucky day is this for you, Yonghwa?”

"Hey Yonghwa, I'm screaming. Who are you? How did you come to be in your room?"

“Why are you shouting loudly? This girl is just someone who fainted in front of me.”

“Then how do you have to be kind and give first aid to the woman who fainted in front of you all? Have you forgotten who you are?”

“Who would forget so easily?” He told a big lie, in front of this woman he completely forgot that he was Jung Yong Hwa, the number one money maker of a famous agency and currently becoming. that are wanted by women all over the country

“Now that you know, why are you still walking around alone?”

“I just want to drink coffee. How kind of me not to disturb her to come here because I want to drink just one cup of coffee. Why doesn't she see my goodness? It's really humbling.”

“Oh, it hurts. You can push it. I lost all my hair.”

"Why are you annoyed?"

“So what do we do next?”

“What do you want?”

“You don't have to look confused. Well, this woman, how do you deal with her?”

"I don't know. It would be nice for you to come and help me."

“Dude, who just said they wouldn't bother me?”

Pok

It was only a matter of time before Hwang Mi Young The manager of the band left the whole room with only the steady breathing of the three people inside and the heater still working. The sound of finger snapping broke the silence, along with the smile on the lips of the mischievous female manager. It was easy to make Yonghwa swallow his saliva.

If you try to keep the four of them in control, you can tell in one word that disaster is coming. It wasn't him or she who was sleeping on the sofa.

“I thought of something good.”

"What is something good? Tell me, don't smile alone."

“You picked her up, right?”

“That's right. She lost consciousness. No matter what I called her, she wouldn't wake up. So I had to bring him here.”

“And if you leave this room, it might become big news, right?”

“Yes..yes.”

“Then the solution to this matter is...you're conscious.”

“Where is this place? And who are you?”

Cute is what Miyoung defines for the woman in front of her after looking at her face clearly. Big eyes, puffy cheeks, tight nose, and thin lips. You can say that if anyone saw them, they would probably think the same thing as her. And if I were to make a guess, she would think that the money makers in her company are interested in this woman quite a bit. Because someone like Jung Yong Hwa hired for him would never be so generous as to bring a woman up to his room without thinking like this.

“How are you? Feeling better now, right? My name is Hwang Mi Young, but it's better to call me Fany. I'm the manager of the naughty guy who helped you.”

“I'm Seohyun, Seo Joohyun. Thank you very much for taking care of me. I feel better now, so I can just leave..right?”

“Wait a minute. Let's stay and talk first.”

“Uh..well..I'm sorry I messed up his clothes but I promise I'll definitely return the laundry. Don't take issue with me.” She hurriedly stood up and bowed ninety degrees. This made the people in front of her very confused. Plus, the woman's statement caused the thin eyebrows of the person who introduced herself as the famous singer's manager to furrow together. She turned to ask for an explanation from the person in her care.

“Well, I..went to buy coffee. He bumped into her and spilled coffee. As they were negotiating, a fan ran after her. So I dragged her along. And then..and then she fainted.”

“Huh?”

“Oh, yes, he made me run away from a fan. I haven't eaten yet. So..I was very tired and passed out.”

“Oh, like this. So the two of you already know each other, right?”

“No, not yet.”

“Oh, so you helped her even though we didn't even know each other? What are you hiding? Tell me everything, Yonghwa.”

"No, sister. Why would I lie to you?"

“Of course not, so let's go.” Even though there really is a time to pry open the truth from the troublemaker, there are still many more. She will pretend to believe it first in order to deal with this matter and make it end. “As for you..”

"yes?"

“I will let you be Yonghwa's personal manager.”

“What?/What do you say, sis!”

”To prevent damaging news that may occur. If tomorrow's newspaper headline said that famous singer Jung Yong Hwa carried an unknown woman into his dormitory, Your financial path is definitely going to stumble and you might even get fired. Aunt Seohyun, please help me. During this time, his work schedule alone is very busy. What about the group's schedule?

Your work is so overloaded that you have a headache.” He made a pitiful face as if he were a heroine in a soap opera. “You don't know that your liver and kidneys will fail because you take a bunch of headache medicine every day.”

Seohyun's eyes widened because she still couldn't keep up with the game of the pink demon Hwang Miyoung who had a million tricks ready to be used.

“Then what can I help you with?” But without even wasting any energy, the pitiful Seohyun was fooled by the devil like this smiling-eyed girl.

“Really, are you really going to help me?” Changing from a sad expression to smiling eyes, it was like turning the palm of your hand.

"Uh, okay."

"You crazy girl, don't be so soft-hearted that you're cruel. You're another girl. Have you asked for my opinion yet?" The person who was alluded to in the conversation of the two girls, who had been temporarily forgotten, protested loudly.

“You've been quiet. Find problems for me to fix, I don't know how many, just stay quiet. And you don't have to put on a duckbill. It's not cute at all.”

"Oh, I'm upset." After saying that, the good guy just walked away into the room.

“But I don't know any work in the entertainment industry. Who is he? I don't know his name, and he still thinks I'm old-fashioned.” Talking about that handsome guy with a bad personality, a calm person like her suddenly became upset. It's not often you see Seo Joo Hyun get upset so easily like this.

“It's okay, I don't know him well. But you might have to be a bit tired as the hours of work each day are uncertain. As for fans coming to harm you, don't worry. Father Chao Prakun has both a shuttle company and bodyguards in position. It sounds a bit exaggerated. But a very famous person like him

This matter of security is very normal.”

“Uh, so what can I do like this?”

"It's okay. If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me. I'll be there to help you. Don't worry. Besides, you'll definitely get compensation appropriate for your hard work, I guarantee."

“Hi, sis.”

“So we're back?”

“Who is that? Please introduce me.”

“Who are you and why are you so beautiful?”

“Stop flirting with her with words and eyes, you guys. Because from now on you will be my assistant.”

“Really! If there was a beautiful person like this to wake me up every morning, it would be great.”

“What is your name?”

“Seohyun, Seo Joohyun.”

"Wow, that's a nice name. You probably know me by now, right?"

“Uh, it's me..”

"Don't tell me you don't know us."

"Unbelievable. I'm Minhyuk. The cool drummer Kang Minhyuk."

“Uh, nice to meet you, Kun Minhyuk.”

"Hey, there's no need to call you that. I don't mind, but how old are you?"

“That Minhyuk talks so much, it's my turn.”

“This guy's name is Lee Jungshin. It's better to stay away."

“Oh, this bastard, do you want to get fucked? I can introduce myself. Hello Seohyun, I'm Jungshin. Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you, Kun Jungshin.”

"No, I don't have to call you."

“Ah..”

“I'm Lee Jonghyun.”

“Nice to meet you, Kun Jonghyun.”

“Have you finished greeting each other yet? Seohyun was born the same year as Minhyuk and Jungshin so there's no need to speak to them formally. As for Jonghyun, who is a year older than her, she has to call him oppa. As for Yonghwa, oh, the one who dragged her here. Two years older than you.”

"oh"

“Seohyun, I want to tell you something. Don't smile like this with anyone easily. Do you understand?”

“Eh, why?”

“Don't show up like this to anyone easily.”

"How? Is my face funny?"

“No, Jae Miyoung is saying that when she makes a face like that, She's really cute.”

“Look, guys, please, don't be so happy that Seohyun will be Yonghwa's personal manager. The position of band manager will still be mine.”

"Wow, that's not fair."

“That's right. Yonghwa hyung has a lot of work lately. Don't complain, we get to see Seohyun often anyway.”

“By the way, where did Yonghwa hyung go? Haven't you come back yet?"

“I came back a long time ago. Yes, it's really unfair, why do I have to have a personal manager? I don't want someone to control me all the time."

“Because you guys are popular and Yonghwa has the most amount of work lined up and I am very busy going back and forth between Yonghwa's work and the group's. Therefore I need an assistant and that person is Seohyun. Clear it up, here's the deal. Seohyun will start work tomorrow so let's welcome the new members today.”

“Woooooo Let's Party!!”

“Shit, why do you have to make such a big deal out of this?”

“Come on, bro, every once in a while there will be flowers to decorate our circle. Be cheerful.”

“Oh, really, Seohyun, what did you do before?” It was Minhyuk who started the conversation. They seem very friendly. I think we could easily be friends. If they..uh..want to be friends with me.

“As old as we are. She's probably studying, right? What faculty is she studying at which university? Is studying fun?”

“Uh,” Seohyun smiled sadly. “I'm not studying. Actually, I'm an orphan. I'm looking for work to save money for school.”

“Ah, sorry for asking. Don't think too much.”

"nevermind I'm used to introducing myself to people as a foundation student. Thank you very much for not disrespecting me.”

”Hey, I told you not to call you. We're friends now and we can stop saying thank you.”

“Yes, do you say thank you so much that it catches you? So if you eat a lot, you're too skinny.”

“I guarantee that with us you will have fun and eat well and sleep every day.”

“Thank you, hey! Um, will something happen? If I were to take the rest and give it to the children in the foundation.”

"She's not only beautiful but also kind. Take a lot. If you don't have enough, you can order more."

"thank you very much Just this, I am very grateful, Jonghyun oppa.”

“Shit, we called you. And those guys call oppa, call chingu, huh?”

"Well, you're not willing to speak nicely to her yourself."

"You don't have to talk at all."

“Yah, you can't talk, I'd rather go ask Seohyun to talk. I'm going to encourage her to be mean to you, Bae-rong.”

“Yah”

After Miyoung returned Seohyun also asked to leave. Before returning, her new boss reaffirmed her status as a subordinate boss again and that her first place to start work was his condo.

“Today I have free time so I will introduce your work to you. There's nothing much. Washing clothes, ironing clothes, sweeping the room, mopping the floor, wiping shoes. Um, what else? I'll think about it and I'll tell you."

“Eh, do I have to do all of this? Fanny didn't see it at all."

“I tell you to do whatever you want, just do it.”

“But I am your manager.”

“You are my servant.”

"No, I'm Fany's assistant."

“Call yourself manager or whatever, but you are my servant.”

“You really are...”

“Why me!”

“Looks good. But he acted like a child with bad habits.”

“Do you dare say that I am? I will definitely tell Je Miyoung to fire her!”

“Good, because I don't want to be your servant either!”

After saying that, one artist and one personal manager shook their heads at each other in different directions.

At a studio in Myeongdong

“Come quickly. Do you want me to get scolded for being late?”

"Well, you're using me to carry all this stuff. It's heavy."

Yes, he walks like that. And why did you let me carry all the souvenirs from the team and the coats that I didn't know what to bring? I don't know what the backpack brought with me. And how could I keep up with him even though we were arguing and shouting at each other? I was here for the first time. Does he think I might get lost?

T

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“Uh, sir, is there anything I can help you with?”

"thank you very much"

“My name is Minho. Nice to meet you. You came with Yonghwa sunbaenim?”

“Ah, yes, I am his personal manager.”

“Why would he let a fragile woman like you carry her own things like this? It's bad like that.”

“I'm sorry that I behaved badly towards my people and caused Mr. Minho to suffer like this.” The voice of the person being mentioned interrupted in a tone that was not very satisfied with this younger man.

“Uh, hello, senior. Actually, I didn't have any difficulty at all.”

“If there's nothing else You go back to your work.”

“K..”

“Dammit, did you almost embarrass me?”

“You really are like that.”

“There's no need to argue.”

“I won't talk or argue. I will do everything your boss desires.”

“It's good to understand anything easily.”

"Oh, what should I do? I'm going crazy. Someone please give me some inhaler." The voice of the photographer in the supervisory position rang out.

“Here, Miss Seungho, the manager of the inhaler.”

“Thank you, Yonghwa.”

“Here.”

“Th..who are you?”

“Eh..me?”

“My personal manager. Why? Did she do something to cause me trouble?”

“No, no, no, no, where have you been? Why didn't you tell me you brought her along? Yonghwa gave you this headache for so long.”

“Um, I'm sorry, I don't quite understand what you're saying. Why me?”

“Yonghwa, can I borrow your manager for a day?”

“Yes?/What do you say?”

“This is it. The model who was going to take a photo with Mr. Cancel because she had diarrhea. And I'm in the process of contacting models from other agencies, but all of them are stuck walking at the launch of a high-class clothing store. And then the concept is already laid out and the scene is already set. I don't want to postpone the date. You know how expensive it is each time.”

“I know, but wait. I'm about to say.."

"Yes, I think right now the only person God has sent to help you is your manager. She has the right looks, the right height, and the right proportions. If you're okay with it, I think you're okay with it, right?"

“Uh..I..no..”

“Let me try asking him. If you're okay with it, I'm okay with it.”

Hey, who is this misfortune falling upon? Mr. Yonghwa in my care sent a huge bomb like this. What can I do?

“May I call Sister Fany for advice first?”

"Alright, hurry up and call me, I'm impatient."

“Yes.”

“Are you okay? Fanny called to confirm with me. As for the fee, I'll transfer it to Miss Fany. You've agreed to start filming, right?"

“Uh, I've never done anything like this before. If I did something that wasn't to your liking, I apologize. If anything, please teach me.”

“There's no problem with this matter at all, Seohyun. Brother's level of skill Many new models have been born. This time, I'll definitely be born, believe me. But first, I have to go change my clothes first, Taeyeon. Please take care of Seohyun.”

“Yes, please come this way, Ms. Seohyun.”

“You don't have to call me Miss. It's better to just call me Seohyun than call you and I'm not used to it."

“Yes, Seohyun, today I will make all the guys in the production fall in love with you. Trust me, keke.”

“Ah, don't take it like that.”

“Nong Seo-ssi is very beautiful, very hot. Mr. Yonghwa, please be Yonghwa. Don't be trembling, let him know."

“It's not that much.”

“That much, Nong. Believe me, Je.”

The makeup artist praised her work very much and even said crazy things to me. No matter how much you want to polish it. Because I know that someone like Jung Yong Hwa wouldn't fall for me easily. Who knows that we fight every day? Every time, no matter how big or small it is. Plus, every time we meet face to face, he always invites a fight, so I think it's best to keep quiet.

I'm afraid that I won't listen to anyone in this room. When I look at it, I know how much I'm fascinated by Jung Yong Hwa, a nice, playful, and friendly guy. Try telling me about this guy's dark deeds. There's hope for a real girl. The artificial girls in this room had almost immediately transferred teams.

Damn you, why do you irritate me so much? Just dressing normally and not putting on much makeup makes you jealous, so you have to dress up in clothes like this. It really offends him. Damn it, Jung Yong Hwan. You must be crazy. What is it that you're jealous of? What's your displeasure? People like him are dreams. Manager. I'm not easily shaken by you.

“It's the last set. I want a picture like this.” Seungho hyung, the chief photographer, gave Yonghwa and me a book of photos of a man and a woman to look at and described the emotions they wanted the model and model to express.

“Uh, that is..”

“Why, what's your problem?” Shi, no need to sound harsh at me.

"I think it's a bit..close..too close, Seungho hyung. I'm afraid Mr. Yonghwa's fans might not like it."

“Hahaha, because of this matter, in just a moment, Seohyun can already do it, I believe. As for Yonghwa's fans, you don't have to worry. They already understand that it is work.”

"but.."

“You're wasting our time. Don't worry too much. Hurry and get it over with, I don't really want to be close to you if it's not work.”

“Okay..Okay. I'll try my best, Seungho hyung.”

And I couldn't help but sit in Yonghwa's arms on a luxurious sofa. What choice did I have? More than three or four different scenes where I had to have Mr. Yonghwa, who held a bold figure, wrapping my arms around my shoulders and around my waist were not as thrilling as this last set where I had to wear a thin, single-breasted nightgown and give him a sweet look. (

according to Seungho's description) as he slowly moved his handsome face closer and closer. Until our foreheads and noses touched before remaining like that. He then smiled with satisfaction when he saw me shocked by the small space in front of him. He showed his professionalism by turning this angle to let the photographer shoot the shutter to his satisfaction.

As for the person who does the hardest work, it's probably me. In my heart I was waiting for Seungho to order a cut or end. My brain ordered my heart to stop beating so hard. Before the slight distance made him realize how nervous I was, it was the first time I'd ever been this close to a man.

My heart has to work hard like this, but my ears still secretly hear the soft moans of the young and old staff members, who all have their eyes heated up. To see me get close to the handsome man that they all dream of getting close to.

I think before I get attacked by Yonghwa's fans, I'll have to survive from the dozens of pairs of pecking eyes in this studio first. Hahaha. Having said that, I turned away from this person. But is there something that a spoiled person like him would give in so easily?

“If you don't want to be kissed by me, then behave nicely. He gave me a sweet look, not a frown like this. Do you really hate me? Everyone wants to be close to me. You're the luckiest girl in Korea, remember that.”

“Shit, so narcissistic.”

“What are you saying?!” I want to go on a rampage but I can't. I make a fierce sound. Do I have to be afraid of you every time? Just dream!

“No.” After saying that, I smiled sweetly at the person in front of me, pretending not to be afraid of his illicit influence. You're really good at this. Surely you don't make me feel too excited, Jung Yong Hwa.

When will you stop smiling like this, you idiot? Why do you have to make my heart beat this fast? It's beyond my control!

“Great!” It was at the same moment that he withdrew his gaze and sharp face from hers.

“The two have great chemistry together. I'll call you later on.”

“Thank you/Thank you for your hard work.” The model and model then parted ways and went in different directions without looking at each other or speaking a word. Not paying attention to the fact that one person was looking down with red ears and the other was turning and heading towards the dressing room with a red face.

Several weeks passed.

“What do I have to do today?” Her good boss, who was half-sitting on the sofa in the living room, checked his rating on his thin phone after wasting time looking for a photo angle, choosing a photo to edit, and Uploading it on every social media channel for a long time, he asked while she was busy in the kitchen preparing breakfast for him according to the duties he had just added after he had announced that he had thought of something. I'll tell you again.

“Today you have a photoshoot and magazine interview with Seungyeon. She is a new actress. As for the concept, I'm not sure. You probably need to talk to the photographer when you get there.”

wad!

The sound of a thick magazine hitting the desk was loud. It didn't make the room owner startled at all. Because the headphones still did their job well, Yonghwa just looked at the book out of the corner of his eye before it stopped working. He carefully removed his expensive headphones and turned his attention to the intruder in his room.

“What is yours?”

“I am the one who has to ask. What are you doing to me?”

"What are you doing? Oh, a photo shoot with Seungyeon last week. So what?"

“So what does the picture of you kissing Seungyeon mean? I'm flirting with her, you know that."

“Why are you angry at me? I didn't kiss her."

“This isn't called a kiss, so what do you call it? Oh, by the way, I'm not upset. It's used with women. I'm angry at you."

“What about our mouths? There's nothing more to it than that. Just a few seconds for the photographer to snap the shutter,” Yonghwa explained. “That's all.” He shrugged, not paying attention to his younger brother's annoyed expression.

“That's just it. But I'm jealous of mine. Fuck you, if it were anyone else, I'd punch them in the mouth. Anyone else would be jealous of me."

"Come on, I won't do it again. I promise, I'll apologize to you."

“Oh, you can forgive me. Don't let it happen next time, I won't be as calm as this time.” Then Lee Jonghyun, the manly man, walked out of the room like a man who was upset but couldn't do anything.

“This bastard is really frightening.”

After Jonghyun left, Yonghwa let his previous thoughts come back again. Why did he kiss Seungyeon? Was it because he was sarcastic to Seohyun? If it's for this reason, then why does he have to do that? Who will like her? Who will she be interested in? And what does it have to do with him? Well, she's your personal manager.

Forcing her to get to know someone and having their secrets known is bad. Two thoughts in my head alternated. Finally, there was a dead end with the question of why he kissed Seungyeon to spite Seohyun. It didn't make sense that he'd get annoyed every time anyone took notice of her, presumably because she was so nice to everyone.

But with him, something he never received from Seohyun like the others. It's the bright smile that he likes to peek at when she's not paying attention.

At a studio in Cheongdamdong

“Seohyun, you don't look fresh today. Are you sick?”

“Thank you, Taeyeon. I have a slight headache.”

“Then you can go lie down and rest first. It will be a long time before Yonghwa finishes filming.”

"I've taken my medicine, don't worry."

"Trust me, go rest. I'll take care of Yonghwa for you. I'll call you when I'm finished."

“Thank you, Taeyeon hyung. But I'm still okay.”

“You are really stubborn, little one. So I'm going to work first. If I can't take it, I'll tell you. If you're afraid that Yonghwa will say that, I'll go talk to him.”

“Thank you, sister.” A gentle smile appeared on the patient's face, confirming to the sister in front of her that it was okay.

The blood vessels in my brain are tight and throbbing. I don't know why.

....................have a headache

This is what I feel clearly right now. But Yonghwa would definitely be very dissatisfied. If he found out that I had gone to sleep, he would have to find fault with me for failing to perform my duties like I often do. And for the money I get as compensation, I have to work hard.

Ah, why does the world spin so fast? It was so fast that I couldn't focus on the image in front of me.

I can't take it anymore, Taeyeon. Why doesn't my body move as ordered? Why does my whole body suddenly feel as if the force of gravity has made me feel heavier and almost unable to balance?

“Seohyun!”

Before my consciousness disappears I heard someone calling my name in a voice of shock and concern.

..............Whose voice is this??? It warms my heart when I listen to it.

“Don't bother, step back, my man, I can take care of myself.” Yonghwa was extremely upset when the person who was supposed to take care of him had to let him take care of him himself, rejecting a younger male model who was rudely harassing his manager. In front of someone who uses it to touch their people? Just a little girl Why can't he take care of him?

“Damn you, yesterday you were in the rain and you refused to take your medicine. And look at your condition, you really are the problem.”

“Yonghwa, calm down. Please go back and continue filming. I'll take care of you.” It was Taeyeon who rubbed the impatient person with cold water. Just being impatient wasn't enough, the feelings in his heart were now all mixed up to the point that he wasn't sure what to call these feelings.

“But..Okay, please give it to Seohyun, Taeyeon. Thank you very much. I'll hurry and finish filming. You won't have any trouble.”

“Are you really afraid that I will be in trouble? Isn't it because you're worried about this bright-eyed little girl?”

"I'm worried about all my managers."

“Okay, the manager is the manager, hurry up and don't make them wait too long for the matter to reach Miyoung's ears, I'll be in trouble as well.” The owner of the smile knew and gave up.

"Then please leave it to me. I'm going."

After being conscious until the work was completed Yonghwa quickly returned to take care of his manager after Taeyeon and brought her back to his condo to wait for further monitoring.

"I'm sorry I used you to buy coffee when I knew it was about to rain." Feeling guilty. The contrite person apologizes even though she is still unconscious.

During that time, he stood up and acted like a good person to the point that he was surprised at his own behavior.

“Just wipe yourself off. I didn't think it would be too late. Don't think too much, Yonghwa.”

The sunshine of the morning shines through the bedroom window and wakes the sick person to their senses. After the eyes adjust to their vision and find a picture of an unfamiliar bedroom, the first thing that comes to mind is to look down at their own condition. He was wearing a large long-sleeved shirt. Needless to say, it was easy to guess that the room owner must have changed it for him.

“Huh, Jung Yong Hwa, you mean person.”

“What do you say?!”

“I would like to resign, Brother Fany.”

“Why Seohyun? Is it about wages? We can come to a new agreement here.”

“It's not that matter. I'm..I'm just..tired. I work so hard that I don't have time to rest. Plus, I want to come back and help with the foundation work."

“Ah, like that? So I won't stop you. But if you change your mind, please contact me for you. You're always welcome."

“Thank you very much, Fany, for understanding my reasons. I bid farewell to Jonghyun, Minhyuk and Jungshin as well.”

After hearing the news from Seohyun over the phone Many questions flowed through Miyoung's head: Why did Seohyun have to resign? Did something happen between Yonghwa and Seohyun? Did the kids under her agency tease Seohyun? So why didn't she come by herself? Something as big as this was told over the phone, my heart felt like I wanted to call and ask the person who was thought to be the cause right now. But I thought about it. Let him know tomorrow morning. She also wants to see how Yonghwa reacts to the news she just received.

The next morning, the cruel manager had to drag Mr. Good out of bed early.

“Do we have work today? I remember we had a break today,” Minhyuk asked after Hwang Miyoung's face became a symbol of their schedule. “Don't tell me you have urgent work. I've already made plans for the trip. This time I will definitely be upset,” Minhyuk shouted.

“Yes, today is your day off. But your older brother has a day-long event,” Miyoung replied lazily. Is that normal? Just when he started to shout, this cruel manager scolded him from the first word. He didn't wait for him to be stupid like today. His smart brain, which he was so proud of, could tell in one word that something interesting had happened. Definitely more suspicious

“Then why did you come today? Where did Seohyun go? Or are you not feeling well?”

Miyoung doesn't answer, but instead asks about Yonghwa. “Yonghwa, aren't you awake yet?”

"Wait, sis, you still haven't answered my question."

“You will know for sure. But I will tell you all at once.”

“Why do you have to pester Miss Miyoung so hard?” Jonghyun who was scratching his guitar on the sofa looked up and said to Minhyuk as Yonghwa had just walked out of the room.

“That's right, even Yonghwa hyung doesn't care at all.” Jungshin was able to take the second brother's side with all his might.

“What's the matter? Why should I care?” Yonghwa asked his younger brothers, only to receive strong shakes from Minhyuk and Jungshin in response. Everyone turned to the band's manager in unison, waiting for an answer, "What happened?"

“It's good to be together. I will only say this once.”

“Wow, you started like this. I got goosebumps. Definitely bad news,” Jungshin interjects, but Miyoung doesn't care or is rambunctious like always. She was looking deep into the eyes of the number one money maker in her company.

“Yes, for you and me it might be called bad news. But for you,” Miyoung pointed at Yonghwa who was yawning, not considering the apologetic look Miyoung was giving him.

“Me?”

“Congratulations Jung Yong Hwa. Seohyun has resigned,” Miyoung said with an expressionless expression, as if this was something normal rather than something joyful as she said.

“What?!” The four young men in the room all shouted in unison after she made the important announcement. No matter how loud their voices were or their faces, they couldn't tell that they were shocked by the news. Even so, it couldn't make her pay attention because at this moment, in her eyes, she only saw eyes that were shaking violently and a face that was shocked that a close person like her knew that Yonghwa was not pretending or acting out, these two things. Reinforcing her confidence that Jung Yong Hwa, a cold man who is not a man and a dull woman like he had previously declared, is shaken by Seo Joo Hyun, who he has made it very clear that he hates her.

"Jeez, don't try to shame me. You're the kind of girl who would give up a large sum of money that you got so easily and go find another job. I don't believe it."

“Alright, I'll give you ten minutes to shower and get dressed. Today your work schedule is so full that you don't have time to rest.”

Miyoung cut him off. But the person who had been mentioned refused to move, still pondering over the reason, and had an expression of doubt on his face that contrasted with the words as if he didn't care that he just said a moment ago.

“So where did you go? And where do you work? What are you doing today? I have free time and I want to go talk to you. If you disappear without telling me first, I'm not at all comfortable like this.”

“That's it, why did you resign? What did Yonghwa hyung tease Seohyun?” Jungshin, not getting an answer from his older sister, turned to ask the older brother who was expected to be the cause of his lovely friend's passing without even saying goodbye. Just a word

"I don't know, but it's good that I can just resign. My life won't have to cause problems with you." It's so clear that you're still going to keep your mouth shut, and it really annoys Stephanie.

“Why don't you say this? Seohyun is so much better than our cruel sister, she's beautiful, cute, and has a good personality.”

“Yah Yi Jungshin. What does it mean when you say this?”

“The Pink Monster has returned. You definitely won't survive.” It was Jonghyun who had been silent for so long that predicted Lee Jung Shin's fate.

"Oh, my head hurts. I'm going to get dressed."

“There are five minutes left. The way you stood there just now was in the ten minutes I gave you.”

"Hey, why are you doing this? Seohyun has never done anything like this before."

“Yes, I'm sorry I'm not a nice girl like Seohyun.”

The word "very nice" that my cruel sister repeated. What about Jungshin's words again? It made his heart work harder and harder. Yes, she was beautiful, she was so good, it was unbelievable that anyone could withstand his various provocations. Damn it! Then why would he miss her? And that feeling of pain in the lump in the left side of my chest is truly crazy. Seo Joo Hyun, who are you? If you dared to make me feel this way, you would have to come back and take the blame for making me so anxious.

At the building

MBC

“Yonghwa, are you sick today? Why do you look so distracted?” The host, a senior actress who clearly showed interest in him, greeted him with a sweet voice and sweet smile.

"No, I just slept a little bit. Well, if there's nothing else, I'd like to go take a rest first."

“Oh, yes,” the person who was cut off replied almost in time. The bridge that was meant for him had not yet been completed before it was destroyed by the young man who intended it.

“Are you okay?” He managed to avoid the woman with a face covered in heavy makeup and met the band's manager who had already taken over the position of his personal manager today.

"If you can't handle it, you have to be able to handle it."

“Just one more song. Make it as good as every time. Can I trust you?"

“Of course. Have I ever disappointed you?”

She could only lightly pat his shoulder. It is understood that this is encouragement from her.

It's been almost a week since Miyoung hyung had to take care of him and complain more than Seohyun complained to him. The past week had truly been a long time for Yonghwa to feel. He was lost in thoughts of the woman with big, sparkling eyes and the bright smile he teased her with all sorts.

“Who's going to come and pick you up from the club? When you come back, you still have to wipe yourself off, and you still have to clean up the mess you left behind. If it weren't for your mother, I don't think anyone would be this generous.”

“Miss Yonghwa, you have work early tomorrow. Why did you come back this late if I didn't go after you? Are you going to wait for the club to break up?”

“Yes, I would definitely sleep at the club if I knew that when I came back I would have to face a nagging, complaining ear to ear like you.”

"I'm just.. doing my duty, so I'd like some time to prepare warm water for you to bathe in first."

“It's finished, Mr. Yonghwa! Ah, it stinks. Can you stand up? Come, let me help you.”

“Yes, je.” A sad smile appeared on the young man's face as he recalled the memories of the time he still had the person he was thinking of taking care of him.

"Oh, don't tell me that... Hey, why are you crying?”

“I didn't cry at all. Tears just flowed out on their own." His hand raised and wiped away the tears.

“Oh, you idiot, I don't know what to scold you for. If you meet someone as good as Seohyun, why are you still letting her go? If I were your mother I will cut you off from the inheritance.”

“That's stupid, bro. I was stupid for hurting you. Until she had to leave me."

“Just enough, stop blaming yourself. Let's figure out where to find her.”

“I have been there. The foundation that you gave me the address for, but I couldn't go in and ask for it myself, I had to wait for you all day and..”

"So what's next? Hurry up and say it."

"I can't find you, brother." His face was stained with manly tears. The intense disappointment on her face and the sad tone of her voice made Miyoung unable to help but pat her shoulder in support of the man who was like a little brother to her.

“This is the result of knowing your heart when it's too late. But no matter what, you mustn't give up. You gave the position of daughter-in-law to the Jung family to Seohyun, and you must take responsibility for your words.”

“Yes, hyung, I will try.” The person who had just accepted his heart replied immediately, without thinking of evasion like usual.

Miyoung hyung has been back for a long time. Leaving only the silence that surrounded him again in the familiar spacious room. Loneliness slowly creeps in again. Masses of nostalgia and memories from all the time he had Seohyun by his side surfaced so clearly that he couldn't stop himself from thinking about it. It was as if he was emphasizing his own stupidity.

“You must eat only nutritious things. You must also take care of your throat health, so I would like to order you to reduce your coffee.”

“Yah, this is going to be too much, Joohyun. What right you have to force me, I don't know.”

“Uncle Fany said that I have to take special responsibility for controlling your diet.”

“I don't care what your duties are. But what you ordered just now called to cancel everything. I'll eat pizza, hamburger, and coffee five times a day and go."

“I can't!”

“Why would you, huh?”

“What should I do? To see you again Joohyun” and then he fell asleep with many different feelings and questions that no matter how much he tried to think about it, he still couldn't find the answer for himself.

Today was Jung Yong Hwa's first day off in a month, so he had time to drive around looking for someone who had been on his mind for the past several weeks. The sound of classical music playing softly inside the beautiful sports car. Suddenly the nostalgia began to arise again.

“I'd like to turn on the music, please.” Unable to endure the awkwardness caused by the silence between her and the man in the driver's seat, she broke the silence by turning on the music instead.

“Here, turn on the song like this. If I fall asleep at the wheel, who will be responsible?” After saying that, he reached over and pressed change. “It has to be like this.”

“It's very noisy.”

“Yah, you crazy girl, you dare to accuse Bon Jovi?”

"Then you don't have to listen to either of them."

Click

“Yah, this is my car. What music I listen to is up to me.”

Click

"But I'm sitting here. If you want to listen, go back to your room and listen."

Click

Then silence filled the car like it had just a few minutes ago.

The thick man shook his head to erase the old memories, while his brain quickly recalled the conversation he had with his close female manager a few days ago instead.

“You just don't want to be near her because you're afraid of your own heart, right?” What Miyoung had thought about for a long time was finally brought up and asked.

“..." Although there was no response, the gentle nod of the man in charge answered the question very well.

“I don't think you should try to deny the truth. You know your own heart. It's not unusual to be shaken by a woman you've just met for the first time. Love has no rules. Follow your heart sometimes so that the things that are bothering you now will be easier to deal with.”

“Can someone like me follow my heart?” His voice sounded strange when talking about his own status. Famous singer with a bright future

“What is it like to be famous? Do you have to work without heart? You've endured this many years. I give you a thumbs up. But if you continue like this, you will probably die. I think maybe you will enjoy your work to the point of forgetting some things.”

“Forgot about something? What's the matter?"

“It's about your employment contract. Do you remember the one thing where it was written about when the lawyer's contract expires?"

“Next two weeks.” Miyoung laughed at the look on the person in front of her. “That means..me..me and Seohyun. If we're dating Is that right, sister?”

“That depends on Seohyun's decision. How do I know? I only know that the company hasn't banned you from dating.”

"Wow! Why did I just remember that?"

Huh?

"Dammit, why are you hugging me? I'm a single woman who gets easily shaken."

“People are happy.”

"Don't be too happy just yet. How can you be so annoyed that you forgot something important?"

“What's the matter?”

“About Seohyun,” Miyoung's handsome face changed almost as soon as the name of the woman he was thinking about all the time was mentioned, “Hurry and find her. And confess my feelings to you Before I got snatched away, I didn't even know."

"Oh my gosh, don't be discouraged."

“The Americano can be iced.” The cheerful voice and tirelessly smiling face of a thin woman in a uniform at a small coffee shop not only caused many customers to praise them because they felt like they received energy from The attentiveness of the beautiful employee and the sweet-faced sister of the shop owner were especially pleased with this employee to the point of calling her her younger sister.

“Thank you,” said the man in the thick black coat, dark glasses and matching mouth mask, without even looking at her until he raised his head to meet the eyes of the beautiful employee with familiar eyes and voice. ever

“Seo..Joohyun.”

“Yes..Mr. Yonghwa.”

“Can I talk to you?”

“Uh, sorry. I'm working right now and besides, I don't have anything to talk to you about. Therefore, there is no reason for me to comply with your request. Please make way for other customers.”

"Then I'll sit and wait for you to get off work."

“You!..Does a famous singer like you have time to sit and watch over a coffee shop all day?”

“I will sit and wait at that table.”

“If you want to do anything, please do it.”

“Uncle Yoona, can I ask you to go chase down the man at that table?”

“Why? Just now, I saw him talking to you like an acquaintance.”

“We used to know each other. But now I don't know anymore. Yoona hyung said he had something to talk to me about and would sit and wait until I finished working, but I didn't want to talk to him. Uncle Yun, please help me.”

“You don't have to beg. I'll go tell him, but I don't know if he'll listen to you or not.”

"thank you"

“Uh, excuse me, do you have anything to do with my sister?”

“Yes, I have something to discuss with your stubborn sister.”

“Eh, are you close to her? Or are you flirting with my younger sister?” YoonA squinted at the man in front of him, suspiciously, when he used casual pronouns when referring to her younger sister. After intending to look carefully The man in front of her made her feel quite familiar.

“Uh, I..”

“I'm stunned like this and my face is red. You're really flirting with her, so I'm rooting for you. But I'm very familiar with your face. What is your name?”

“Uh..I told you, don't be alarmed. I am Jung Yonghwa.”

“What!” he shouted in surprise, but quickly covered his mouth with his hand for fear that he would startle the customers sitting a few tables next to him. “Really you? I'm your fan. I can't believe it. Damn it. The story about you flirting with my sister is true, right?"

“You can say that. Could you please tell her to come see me, Mr. Fan?”

"Okay..Okay, I'll help you." Oh, Yoona-ah, they called her a fan girl. I'm embarrassed.

The smiles of the two acquaintances in the eyes of those who pretended to be indifferent all the time, a feeling of hurt suddenly rose in Seohyun's chest, not wanting to admit that she accidentally had feelings for a cold man. That person has entered, but when you see that he can smile at anyone easily. Instead, she felt jealous of that smile even though he had given it to her closest sister.

“Seohyun”

"yes?"

“Well, I went and told him. But he insisted on talking to her that she should go see him. Will he ever stop pestering her? I think it's better to just talk and get it over with."

“But I..”

“Don't worry, there are fewer customers these days. I allowed her to go and rest. Hurry, let's go." Because of the gentle pressure on my back from my older sister, It was as if she was forcing her to walk towards him in a way that she couldn't refuse.

"I'm so glad you agreed to come talk with me. Sit. Do you want something to eat?"

“No, hurry and tell me your business. I don't have much time.”

“Why did you resign?”

“Because you don't like me. And because I don't like you.”

“I asked nicely, Seohyun.”

“Then why didn't I answer well?”

“Come on, I have one more thing to confess.” That's right, the story she was trying to convince herself wasn't true. He was going to talk about it. Is he going to absolve himself of responsibility or is he going to smack the money over my head?

“If it was about that night, you don't need to take responsibility or explain anything. I don't want to listen to all the things I have to say, right? Then I'll excuse myself.”

“Wait a minute.” The front hand rose up and grabbed the thin figure's arm, but it was thrown away by the thin owner as if his hand was hot. "You're misunderstanding me. Please listen to me explain."

As Yoona said She should have more reasons. And bring this matter to an end.

“Yes, I will listen.”

“I'm sorry I ever treated you badly. And about that night she talked about me..she..she was sick. And I didn't know where to take her, so I took her to sleep at my condo. Ah, don't cry. I really feel guilty. Please forgive me. I'm just hoping for the best for her. And..changed my clothes but I didn't see them..

I really didn't see anything, I swear. Then I went back to the dormitory with the three bad guys and let her take over my bedroom. So that no one can spread bad news.”

His long confession made me realize that my thoughts had always been wrong. I want to go crazy. I wasted so many days crying and moaning because of a misunderstanding. It's so embarrassing.

“Thank you, Mr. Yonghwa, for telling me this. Thank you very much for not harassing me. I'm not angry at you for the way you treated me badly. I consider it my duty to do in exchange for the salary. You don't have to worry.”

“And..there's another matter.”

"yes?"

“I..actually..me..from the first time we met.”

"why?"

“I think..I..like you.”

"yes?!"

“I..when you weren't here. When I found out that she was resigning Just thinking about not seeing you again, I miss you. If you feel good about me Or if you don't feel anything at all, let's try..to be together, shall we?"

"yes? Are you rehearsing a script?”

“You idiot, this person worked hard to cultivate courage for a long time. Please come and ask like this again.”

“Who would dare to think for themselves? You know that love is prohibited in your profession for an ordinary person like me.”

“You still haven't answered me, so what do you think? Let's try dating. Don't have to think about anything else, don't care about who I am. I want an answer that matches your heart.”

“No.” The answer I didn't waste time thinking about resulted in a handsome face filled with confidence. Sad to the eyes

“The answer is not satisfactory. must be punished.”

“How do you punish me? Are you going to hit me?”

“Yes, I will hit you..with my mouth.” Giving me no time to be shocked, I was kissed in front of my face by a crafty person.

kiss

“Mr. Yonghwa”

“Give a chance to answer again.”

“No, wait.” I had to quickly stop him before the heart-pounding action happened again. “I haven't finished talking yet.”

“Huh?”

“I won't deny it.”

kiss

“Mr. Yonghwa, who said that if you answer honestly you won't be punished? So why not yet..”

“Still kissing?” I'm embarrassed. I'm embarrassed to say this and you still have a happy face. “So you are, where do your boyfriends call themselves you? You have to call Yong Oppa.”

“Yong oppa?”

“Very good, Hyun.”

Yoona, who was secretly standing and watching from afar. Walking in holding a heart-shaped cake, “Special for both customers. Chocolate Lover Cake is especially sweet for couples. Love each other for a long time. I'm rooting for you, Seohyun.” Winking at her sister, she walked in a good mood and went back to work, leaving Yonghwa and Seohyun looking at each other and smiling until the girl couldn't stand it and had to turn away from the sharp gaze. Looking at

A face decorated with rosy spots attracted the bold figure to take the opportunity to bury his nose into those puffy, flushed cheeks with love, “Ah. Oppa, what are you doing? There are so many people.”

"Don't act too cute, Hyun. This just makes me so lost that I can't give up."

“Look.” Are you trying to make me feel embarrassed by slapping cake on my face kekeke?

“Are you teasing me?”

“Keke ah, no, oppa.”

The sounds of the two of them bursting into harmony with the aroma of coffee and bakery, adding quite a bit of color to this small coffee shop.

....finish....

::TALK::

At first, the plot I planned was that I-Pyong would be a cold, brutal man. But after writing and writing, he turned into a mischievous boy. Haha. Write really can't hurt me (the truth is, I can't find a picture of P'Yong being cruel On the computer, there are only pictures of blooming gums everywhere @^@)

And I'd like to clarify a little bit. When men call Fa Mee "Jay", it's a friendly term. Don't be surprised. Oh, and Fah Mi sometimes represents himself as me or my elder brother for the same reason, out of pure irritation towards naughty people.

The writer is still not good at writing. If there are any points that need to be improved or fixed, please tell me. Any reader who falls in and reads this, don't forget to leave a comment for him. *Beautiful bow*

1 comment equals 1 encouragement, right? :)