Aria POV

The shrill sound of the phone woke me. I sprang up violently of my bed. What was going on? I fumbled on my bedside table and grabbed my cell phone

• 여보세요? (Yeoboseyo? Hello?)
• You have to come pick up Ji Yong at The Cake Shop in Gangnam.

What? Cake shop? What??

• 네? (Ne? Yes?) Cake Shop? He wanted cake?
• 아가씨 (Agassi. Young lady), the Cake Shop is a club in Gangnam. We went through his phone and you're the last number he dialed.

Completely awake, I sat on my bed and lit my bedside lamp. 2h47Am.

• In a club?  What happened? Is he fine?
• No madam, he's drunk like a hole and fainted at least twice. I called you because he's talking about driving to go home.

I jumped up and grabbed the first thing that fell into my hand: in this case my cocktail dress I had just remove 3 hours ago.

• I'm coming. Please don't let him out...

I walked out of my apartment, wearing a red cocktail dress and my converses. I ignored as well as I could the astonished look of the guard. I climbed into my car, cursing. But how the hell did Ji Yong got into the club? He was only 15! Did he make another fake ID? I tightened my hands on the steering wheel. I was going to murder him.

Since I had taken this volunteer work in a public center for young offenders two months ago, I shared my nights between the hospital and the prison.

Kim Ji Yong, my patient since 3 days, was worse. He had done the hospital and the prison in one night.

Itaewon was really far from my house. It was right in the middle of Gangnam. Where did he found the money to go to such a place? I asked myself parking in front of the Cake shop...such a stupid name for a club!

Since it was almost 3 in the morning, the vigil let me in without even looking at me. So that's how Ji Yong got in… I walked over to the bar where I had to fight to get the barman's attention.

• You called me for Ji Yong.

He motioned me to a door at the back of the room. Playing with my elbows, I succeeded in clearing a passage among the crowd.

I reached the door, short of breath and sweating as if I had spent the night dancing. A bodyguard stood in front of me.

• I'm here for Ji Yong. I was called.

He raised his head towards the bar and the bartender gestured with his hand. He opened the door without a word and let me through. I understood all the precautions he took since Ji Yong was only 15 years old. That could get them into big trouble.

The room was semi-lit. I made my way towards the mass, which was slashed on a table, with a firm step, my converses making no noise on the thick carpet that covered the ground. Was his hair green? When did he...And was that a tattoo on his neck??? 헐! (Heol! WTF!)

• Ji....

The rest of my sentence got stuck in my throat and I released the arm that I was lifting.

I turned to the guard who had followed me.

• Where's Ji Yong?
• 저기있다아가씨. (Jeogi issda agassi. There he is young lady).
• No, he's not my Ji Yong. The Ji Yong I'm looking for is 15 years old!!

The guard opened wide eyes.

• Sorry Madam but this is the only Ji Yong we have.
• So keep him!

I turned my heels, but the guard blocked me.

• Madam, he cannot stay.
• And that's not my problem!
• Paparazzi will come and it will not be nice to see. Look in what state he is.

I pinched my lips and looked up at the giant that was smiling at me. Was he trying to do 애교 (aegyo. act cute)?  From my meter 60, I rolled my eyes at him.

• 이봐요 (Ibwayo. Look here), I'm a social worker, not a celebrity’s guardian! The Ji Yong I thought I was called for is a teenager looking for himself.

• We can say the same thing for this Ji Yong, Madam ... If you don't take him, we will throw him out, and he will drive to go home and in the state that he is… Do you know how many children drunk drivers kill?

I looked at the guard, shocked. Was he threatening me? I shook my head.

• Help me put him in my car I said abruptly

He executed himself, delighted. I was taken through a back door where a valet came with my car. The guard pulled a barely conscious Ji Yong from the bar into the passenger seat.

Before I got into the car, I smiled at him.

• You should have been a lawyer. I'm not easy to convince you know.

He smiled back.

• I'm taking morning class Madam. Good day and good luck.

I got in the car. Looking at my passenger, I sighed. What should I do with Big Bang Kwon Ji Yong??