A boy, or maybe rather a young man since in that age it’s hard to tell difference, stopped before entering glazed building and turned around to following him people. Instantly camera flashes raged and lightened up surroundings. He straightened his back and raised his hand to farewell politely everyone, fans and journalists. With his bright smile on and angelic appearance, he stayed there for some time to the delight of all gathered people.
Something was telling him, that what they were doing, was wrong and inhuman. That they were treating him only as a toy, subject to stories or to amorous sighs. They were hungry for his weaknesses and privet matters, they shouldn’t have right to know. But he decided not to care, as long as they needed him.

"We must go now. "

He heard voice whispering to his ear and felt breath on his neck what caused slight, unconditional tension to his muscles. He bowed and waved again, still smiling to everyone and let himself being dragged to the building by his friend.

"You must be careful not to give them too much. They will never be satisfied with what they get and always want more and more. Until they take all of you."

Before he could react to those words, he heard another voice next to him.

"Junhyung is right, Yoseob. Journalists are like that. Today they adore you, praise to the skies and tomorrow they stab you with hateful article."

" I know, I know." Replied. It’s just that I like, when someone have interest in me. Intended to add but somehow he knew, no one cared for his answer.

It was always like that, everyone tried to protect him, disregarding what he actually thought and wanted. He wasn’t small kid that know nothing about world, he was well aware of rules of show business. He knew what he could do and what he shouldn’t. Of course that didn’t mean he was agreeing with everything. He also knew what’s good and bad.
But in general he didn’t care about most of this things, he just wanted to have some fun while fulfilling his dreams and doing what he could do best. And he was grateful that he didn’t have to do that alone. He always has someone to support him. Besides family, crowd of fans or managers he had five guys with similar past. And he treasured them a lot. Every single one of them had his own story, something that defined who they were.

Dujun, who was so reasonable, that sometimes it scared him but he also knew when and how to properly have fun. Hyunseung, who sometimes was loosing his concern about everything around him but mostly knew what he was suppose to know. Junhyung, who liked to advise and take care of everyone but, from Yoseob’s point of view, he was the one most lost, although he tried no to show. Kikwang, who always had the biggest smile and heart for everything, except waking up. And Dongwoon, who was one funny smartass, who was able to point out mistakes even when no one asked him.
They were perfection together.

Or they weren’t?