Seven year old Taemin was walking into the hotel with his mentor, Yiruma. They were staying in Japan for the next week, and they just got done at a show. Yiruma held onto the little boy's hand tightly, not wanting him to get lost in the foreign country.

"Come on, Taeminnie; let's go back to our room now." He guided the little boy into the lobby, heading towards the elevator.

"Are we gonna go home now, Ruma?" Taemin looked up, a goofy little smile resting on his lips.

"No, kiddo. We still have a whole week here." Yiruma chuckled, hoping Taemin realized that they wouldn't be going home soon.

"Oh, okay. Are umma and appa gonna come here?" Taemin bit his lip, desperately wanting his umma and appa. He had already spent a whole day without them.

"No, sweetie, they aren't going to come. You already knew that, peanut." Taemin pouted at being called peanut, but sniffled when his mentor knelt down in front of him.

"U-umma and appa aren't gonna be here?" Taemin chewed his lip, worrying. They wouldn't just leave him for a whole week; that's just silly.

Yiruma sighed, tucking the boy's blond locks behind his ear. "Peanut, you knew before we came that your umma and appa weren't able to make it this time."

"B-but I want umma and appa." Taemin whimpered, tears gathering in his eyes.

Yiruma gathered the little boy into a hug, holding him close and rubbing his back. "I know, sweetie. But it's okay, you'll see