Changjo glanced down at his key chain for the fifth time today with a deep frown. It was hard trying to keep himself faithful to both ~~~ and his family. He slowly laid back against the rooftop bench with his eyes half opened, gazing at the setting sun.

His eyes softened. *Could ~~~ and I ever be able to enjoy something as peaceful as this? Why can't we be those characters in a story book that lives happily ever after?*

"Long day, huh?" A voice interrupted Changjo's thoughts.

Chunji walked over and sat next to Changjo, offering a drink. Changjo opened his can and took a short sip with a frown. He sighed and continued to gaze at the sky without saying one word of thanks.

"It's beautiful.. don't you think?" Chunji asked. Changjo only grunted in response.

Chunji tilted his head at Changjo. "What's on your mind lately? You look stressed."

Changjo looked down at his feet while playing with the beer can. He bit his lip anxiously. "Hyung.. what would you do if you had to choose between that special someone and your work?"

He shrugged. "I'm not sure, I never had that type of problem before. From what I know about work and love is that you shouldn't mix these two together because either one would want your attention. In the end your the one that is stuck between a rock and a hard place."

Changjo groaned as he entangled his fingers in his hair. Mrs. Choi has been very important to him and he feels that her word is law. She was the person who turned him into the man he is. Never would Changjo imagine of betraying his own mother because of a girl. He promised that no matter what he would always be there for his family. ~~~ on the other hand was a different story.

His expression softened. ~~~ had been the first girl that had wanted to be with him not because of money or lust. She would always make him want to drop everything to get her attention, even if it were a little while. Though they had spent a long time apart its clear how much fate wants them back together.

"My grandmother once told me, If you love something let it go, if it returns to you then it's yours to keep.. but if it doesn't then it wasn't yours to begin with." Chunji advised with a bright smile.

"But how am I suppose to keep ~~~ safe from my mother? I already promised her that she wouldn't have to worry." Changjo asked gulping down another beer.

Chunji stood up and scoffed. "Go and talk to her idiot.. Tell her how you feel."

"How is that going to help at all in this situation?"

Chunji just winked and continued walking. Changjo rolled his eyes and gulped the rest of his beer. The buzz of the alcohol slowly sunk in as he stumbled into the elevator.

*I need to see her.. I need to see ~~~.*

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Your POV

You plopped down onto your couch with an audible thump. You groaned and wiped your face exhaustedly as you emptied your jacket pockets of the stacks of money from Mr Lee.

*I hate this.. this.. dirty money.*

Before you could drift off to sleep there was a knock at your door. You ignored it and continued to lie unmoved until the knocking turned into the ding of the door bell.

'Ding. Dong'

"Go away."

'Ding. Dong'

"NOT NOW!"

'Ding. Dong'

"Aish." You grumbled, storming over to the door.

Right as you opened the door a large body engulfed you in a tight hug. You quickly pulled away and saw the stranger was none other than Changjo.