Junhyung drops the box on to the floor to take out his key and promptly opens the door. He hears a click and pushes the door open with his leg. He proceeds to carry in the box and shuts the door. A contented sigh escapes from his lips. At last, after months of planning and packing, he is finally free. He has been living with his parents and he decided to move out, much to their disagreement. However, he is a big boy now. He needs to be independent. His good friends were shocked too but they got over it. So, here he is, in the city, all alone. He managed to secure a job 2 weeks ago and he is starting tomorrow. He moves in to the kitchen to grab a drink. There are boxes everywhere but he is too exhausted to unpack. I’ll do it tomorrow, he thinks. Discarding the bottle of coke once he’s done, he drags the box he was carrying just now to the living room.

The apartment isn’t that big. It is just nice for him and he’s happy with it. He has already gotten a sofa, a television set, a rack to stuff all his CD collections, a comfy bed and a decent wardrobe. He scans the living hall. He notices that there is a small portion on the wall that seems odd because most parts of the wall have already faded color. Seems like a picture frame used to be here. The place is still dirty and he sees cobwebs hanging at the corner of the living hall. He wiggles his nose. He hates it when his surrounding is dirty. He ignores it for now and decides to open the box he brought in a moment ago. Once open, he takes out a baseball bat, courtesy of his friend Yoseob. Seriously, how is he to play baseball in the city and not having his friends around to play? Mumbling under his breath, he puts the baseball bat aside and takes out a handmade card.

ALL THE BEST ~ LOVE YOSEOB, KIKWANG AND DONGWOON <3

He smiles to himself as he reads the contents of the card. He misses his friends already. Perhaps he will give them a call tomorrow. He places the card on top of the rack and walks to his bedroom. He is about to open the door when he hears a click from behind. Turning around swiftly, he looks at the front door to check. His hand automatically grabs hold of the baseball bat, just in case. He sees no one at living hall or at the front door. Dismissing it with a shrug, thinking that he’s way too tired, he walks back to his bedroom and prepares himself for bed.



(I can change) ajigeun mollado
(You can change) nuga nal magado
(We can change) modu nae meotdaero

Junhyung shuts off his alarm and struggles to open his eyes. It is still dark but he wants to reach the office early. He wiggles his way out of the blanket and crawls to the bathroom. He regrets it afterwards because the bathroom tiles are freezing cold. He looks at himself in the mirror and wonders if he needs a shave. He suddenly sees movements at the back and turns around. He walks out of the bathroom to survey. His heart is beating fast and his stomach is feeling sick but a glance at his Pikachu clock makes him panic as he is running late. He will worry about these weird occurrences later.




He reaches the office on time and greets his colleagues. One particular colleague is more talkative than the others. His name is Doojoon. Doojoon teaches him everything he needs to know and shows him around. They are of the same age so it is easy for them to be friends. By lunch, he knows a lot about Doojoon and vice versa. Junhyung thinks that everything is going perfectly well, not until he reaches home that is.




Junhyung walks into the kitchen to quench his thirst. He has just spoken to Yoseob, Kikwang and Dongwoon. They were ecstatic, mostly because of Doojoon. He clearly likes you, states Yoseob. They continued teasing till Junhyung threatened to hang up. After that it was mostly about their boring lives back home. Before hanging up, Dongwoon had the nerve to dare Junhyung to go out with Doojoon. Shaking his head, willing for that part of the telephone conversation to be forgotten. Junhyung decides to watch tv before going to bed. As he turns on the tv and sits on the sofa, a boy is standing just to his left and shouting at him.

"What are you doing in my apartment?"

It takes every ounce of will in his body not to scream because the boy's appearance scares the out of him. Junhyung continues staring at him.

"Are you deaf or something? Why are you here?"

Junhyung snaps out of his trance.

"I don't know what you are talking about or how you get in but this place is mine. I bought it!"

"No you didn't. I live here so how is it that this place is yours?"

"I have papers to show that...."

"I don't care about that. Just get out! Bring back all my other stuff too!"

Junhyung begins to feel that this boy is annoying. He stands up and attempts to push the boy out but his hands pass right through the boy's body.

"Holy crap!"

They both stand there in silence until the Pikachu clock chimes, signaling an hour has passed. They both jump in surprise. The strange boy starts the conversation again.

"What did you do?"

"I didn't do anything! My hand just went straight through your hand. That's what happened!"

They both stare in silence again. Junhyung is beginning to think that this boy is a ghost. A wandering spirit. A restless soul. What has he gotten himself into?

He clears his throat and tries to think of a way to get his message across. Before the ghost boy is able to say anything more, Junhyung quickly opens his mouth.

"Try grabbing that card on top of the rack."

The ghost boy looks at him warily but after a moment of hesitation, he walks over to the rack and tries to grab hold of the card. Like before, his fingers pass right through.

Oh.My.Gosh.

Junhyung is right after all.

"You...you are a ghost!!!"

The ghost turns around.

"I....I'm not a ghost!"

"Then how do you explain that?"

"I...I don't know. How can this happen?"

The ghost boy looks sad and lost and Junhyung almost feel pity for him. Almost.

"I don't care what happened to you but just go away alright? You don't belong here anymore. Go to the light. Shoo!"

The ghost boy's eyes are being to tear.

Oh dear.

"But I don't know where else to go or what happened. I'm scared."

The ghost boy looks up at Junhyung with such pitiful eyes that he feels sorry and his heart melts at the sight. He sighs.

"Very well. I don't think I have a choice. Just stay here. Don't go into my room no matter what. We will solve this tomorrow. I need to get ready for bed, if I can sleep." How is it possible for him to fall asleep knowing that a ghost is living with him!

Junhyung notices that the ghost boy's eyes lit up and nods vigorously. He takes the tv remote to off the tv. He doesn't look at the ghost boy and immediately walks to his bedroom.

"My name is Hyunseung."

So this ghost remembers his own name. Junhyung contemplates if he should tell his name but this ghost seems harmless. 

“Junhyung. My name is Yong Junhyung.”

Hyunseung nods again.

“Nice to meet you Junhyung. Sleep tight.”




Surprisingly, Junhyung sleeps soundly, throughout the night. He wakes up thinking that he dreamt most of it. It isn't true that he is sharing his apartment with a ghost. He rubs his eyes and goes to the bathroom to take a long shower. When he walks out of his bedroom, he expects Hyunseung to surprise him but no. The hall is quiet and Hyunseung is not there. Junhyung is beginning to think that perhaps he did dream all that has happened. He walks to the kitchen to fix his breakfast. He is about to eat his cereal when Hyunseung appears in front of him. 

"Hi." 

"! You scared me!" His milk spilling all over the table because of his sudden movement. 

"Oopps. Sorry." Hyunseung smiles sheepishly. 

So it isn't a dream. Tough luck. Junhyung sighs as he cleans the table. 

"I need to go to work. I'll only be back after 6"

Hyunseung nods. 

Junhyung hesitates before saying, "Stay out of trouble although I doubt you can do anything. Then maybe later...we can try to figure things out." 

Hyunseung smiles and nods. Junhyung, feeling a little bit queasy, quickly finishes up his cereal and dashes out of his apartment. Before he closes the door Hyunseung bids him farewell and he thinks that something is really wrong with his life. 




"Are you alright? You don't look so good." Doojoon seems to notice that Junhyung isn't acting like his usual self. Junhyung just smiles and ensures Doojoon that he's alright. 

Doojoon believes him and asks him out for dinner. 

"My treat." Doojoon says while flashing him a gorgeous smile. It's hard for Junhyung not to say no. 
"I'll drive." And even more so.