“Man, you look so skinny. I thought mama bae was exaggerating when he told me you had lost weight”

“Shut up hyung, what are you doing here? Don’t you have a movie to shoot or something?”

“Someone is in a bad mood”

Choi Seunghyun is a good hyung, he is childish and have a tender heart. But he can be really annoying, and right now I wasn’t in the mood for his teasing. We were neighbors once and had a friendly relationship, later on we end up in the same agency, he as an actor and myself as a singer - rapper.

Youngbae looked at me with concern and apologies but didn’t say anything.

“We are here to honor you with an exclusive invitation”

“Hyung, I have plenty of those kind of invitations, go to the point”

“Meanie…” he looked hurt but I sincerely wanted to be alone. “Now I understand…”

But I didn’t, how can he understand anything when I didn’t even knew what he was talking about. “Please hyung, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude, but I really need to sort something out… otherwise I might be forced to postpone the release of my album, and I… the fans…”

“What happened?”

Youngbae didn’t need to say more, I started to vent about my frustrations and the difficulties I was having with this album, since the very beginning, the pain of the creation, the researches I’ve made, the confrontations with myself, the public opinion, the things Yang Hyun Suk just told me. “How can he tell me that there’s something missing...? And “love”, I thought I have already cover that topic.”

“Woah…” I might ha