"Eomma! Eomma!" a boy ran to you with a grin on his face. You smiled, knowing that he will be asking you some more weird questions like the days before. This time, you weren't expecting that question. "What is your favourite band when you were a teenager?" 

You laughed. "Well... It was Beast." 

"Beast?" The boy, known as your son tilted his head. "Who would name a group beast? Beasts are hidious and mean!" 

You laughed once again, "Beast does not always mean bad. It has a great meaning at times." Not long, your husband walked in the living room and sat on the couch reading his newspapers. "Darling, do you want me to make tea?" Your husband shook his head and continued reading.

"Eomma, then... who is your favourite member in Beast?" 

Not knowing, your husband froze and gave a smirk as you smile at his direction.