Baekhyun’s life was getting worse; he had been moved from his regular show to some game reviews show which aired in the middle of night. He tried his best but he seemed can’t gather his mind up, his focus just flew there and there. His style was such a mess with beard and long hair plus coffee to help him stay awake around that time.

“What, they’re sacking me?”

“You see, sack has negative connotations. It’s just they wanna try a new presenter.”

“So, they’re sacking me?”

“Well, no. They’re taking the show in a different direction, but it’s a direction away from you. Okay less you know.”

“Okay.”

“More in your 20s.”

“Right, right. So, what’s the good news?”

“Sorry?”

“Well, you said you had some bad news. What’s the good news?”

“Every career has its up down. This is just a bloody great down and I sense a bit of disenchantment, Baek.”

“Just a little concerned about my future. It’s not what I was expecting.”

“The future never is. That’s what makes it so bloody exciting! Everyone loves you, yeah? But they love you in that ironic, love-to-hate kind of way, right? All we need to do is just find someone that loves you for real. Okay?”

“Yeah!”

Baekhyun’s career was crumbling then in a blink of an eye it shattered into pieces. He never contacted Jieun and drowned himself in misery. Live was hitting him hard just like a big brick wall along the dark alley.