Chapter

Kyungri POV

"I won't tell. You'll soon find out anyway", Jongin said. Jongin lied about his promise. I thought he would sincerely exhange secrets with me. Fortunately I already know his "secret". Should I just try him out? "Could it be Krystal Jung?", I asked with confidence. Jongin looked amazed with his raised eyebrows. It slight feels uncomfortable right now, so I try to avoid eyecontact. Krystal's face could be clearly seen back then. That face I will never forget in my life. My trainee days weren't cheap. After I left SM as trainee I had to pay back alot of fees, making our family end up in debts. Fortunately the debts were paid of pretty fast but now I  still have to work hard for my mother and little brother. During the debt crisis my father ran away leaving me, my mother and brother alone. I still remember Krystal and the other f(x) members standing there proudly in front of me, happy that they were soon to debut. Girls' Generation's Jessica younger sister Krystal Jung had a pretty face and talent. It felt like nothing bothered her while being a trainee, she could pass no matter what. In opposite I've worked really hard and I could sing. I'm not sure if it's because my face doesn't suit the SM image. That that's reason why they didn't choose me, but  I didn't become what I've trained hard for my whole youth. When I saw Soojung's face or see any other idol's face in real life again, it reminds me of my miserable life. I should have finished my school when we had money, but I ended up searching work as a secretary. I ended up here, working for Jongin. I feel jeaulous, Krystal got her job as idol what I was craving for and ended up with Jongin, who I slighty like. She got everything she want.

One week later*

Kai POV

"Jongin, where are you going?", John asked me, "I don't think should take that main exit, take the one at the other side. There might be reporters". I walked to the lobby. Through the huge transparent wall made of glass I could already see some vans with news broadcast company names. I ignored John. I went public because I don't want to hide it from people anymore. Once I have anwsered them, they will leave me alone. "Jongin...", John tapped on my shoulder making me face him. "Do you think it's really okay?", John pointed at the small crowd journalist. "It's okay, don't worry, just stay by my side", I reasured. John worrying about makes me think about the time I worried about Krystal. I wonder how she is doing with a new manager.                                                                                                                                                                                                    

"The car is waiting for you", John said as I walked to the direction of the journalists. It was almost impossibleto pass by without them noticing me, like whaw John told before. I didn't even pass my half way to the carand mics were already shoved into my face. Luckily there were still staff who work under me beside me whotry to keep the journalists from a small distance. I facedthe journalists because I want to tell satisfy them so they will let me and Krystal alone next time. The uncomfortablefeeling I'm feeling right is something Krystal feelsalmost everyday she a schedule. Even though I am a man I feel awkward in this situation wi