As soon as they got back home Seung-Hyun headed straight to the kitchen

"Is there any thing you can not eat?" 

Tiffany shook her head.

Seung-Hyun looked through to the lounge.

"Can you speak up a bit?" he asked.

"Uhh, I can eat just about any-thing" she said as she looked down.

"Do not be embarrassed" he said as he pulled out the rice.

Tiffany nodded.

Tiffany felt very at ease, she knew that he was exactly the person he wrote about in the books she had read over 100 times and she felt like she was with a friend but at the same time she was embarrassed with her situation.

Seung-Hyun walked back in and handed her a bowl of stir fry rice.

"That was fast" she said as she grabbed hold of the warm bowl.

"The microwave is a marvelous tool". 

Tiffany laughed and then bowed her head "thank you".

As they ate Tiffany couldn't help but feel like he was staring at her.

She looked up after she had cleaned out the bowl to see Seung-Hyun staring as if he was fascinated.

"Is there something on my face?" she asked as she wiped her face .

"No, I just have never seen any one eat a whole bowl of rice in that speed".

Tiffany wiped her face with her hand again and looked down.

"I am sorry" he quickly said as he noticed her embarrassed face.

"No need to be, I do eat very fast".

"I lack social skills" he said as he put the bowl down on the coffee table.

"I am really fine, thank you".

Seung-Hyun nodded "I guess you must be  hungry".

"I, I haven't eaten today" replied Tiffany "as I said I haven't gotten paid for a while".

"You did not say that".

"I didn't?"

"No, you said you hadn't gotten paid this week".

"Ohhh, so I did".

"When do you get paid, if you don't mind me asking?"

Tiffany stood up and suddenly realized what was happening.

"Are you OK?"

Tiffany shook her head "I am here and I have nothing to give".

Seung-Hyun bit his bottom lip.

"At times like these, I really don't know what to say" he said as he looked down.

Tiffany could see he was on the edge of another panic attack so she quickly sat back down.

"I am so sorry".

"What for?"

"I just barged in and you don't even know me".

Seung-Hyun shrugged his shoulders "at least you don't have a gun".

Tiffany laughed.

"I know this is not ideal" said Seung-Hyun as he stood up.

"I know, I am so sorry" she said with worry.

"Please explain what happened?"

Tiffany nodded.

"I work, well, I worked as Mr Lee's assistant but today I was replaced, he thought I did not have much experience" she said as she looked down and fumbled with her sleeve.

"Ohh, so was he providing you with a place to stay?"

"Yes, as his assistant I had an apartment but I was told to leave".

"Ok".

SeungHyun got up and scratched his head abit.

"I wasn't fired, I was demoted and I was thinking maybe Taeyang another worker there would give me a place, seen as I was demoted to become his assistant".

"Ohh.."

"But then out of no-where I was fired and I freaked out and ran away".

Seung-Hyun screwed up his face "why come here?"

Tiffany buried her face in her hands.

"Please, do not cry, I am simply asking a question".

Tiffany then got up and walked over and picked up her box.

"I am so sorry" she said as she looked at him with worry in her eyes.

"Why are you sorry?"

"Because I came here" she replied.

"I just, I just need to know why".

"Because, because your books, they give me hope, I thought maybe, maybe you could reach out your hand to me and give me the tools I need to.."

"Believe in yourself" interrupted Seung-Hyun.

Tiffany nodded "but if I am only a bother to you and nothing else, I will leave".

Seung-Hyun could feel his heart rate jolting but this time it didn't feel like a panic attack, it felt like adrenaline.

"Good-Bye".

Tiffany walked away and just as she made it to the door SeungHyun ran over and grabbed the box off of her.

"What are you doing?" she asked as she looked at him side ways.

"I, I don't know" he said as he quickly put the box down and turned his back to Tiffany.

"Can I have my box back?"

"My body just acted by itself, I am sorry" said Seung-Hyun as he stepped away from Tiffany.

"Why?"

"Because, I guess" Seung-Hyun turned around "I guess I can't have you leave right now given the rain" he said as he pointed out the window.

Tiffany nodded and then went and sat on the couch.

Seung-Hyun rubbed his eyes.

"I need to sleep, but at the same time I don't want to" he said as he looked at her.

"Is some thing the matter?"

"I just, I just can't believe you trust me" he said as he smiled.

"Why are you smiling?" asked Tiffany as she stood up.

"Because, I never thought any-one knew me, but you seem too".

"Is, it that OK?"

He nodded and then went and sat across from her.

"I didn't quite think it would happen like this but, but I don't mind" he said with a calm voice.

"I am thankful", "in your writings I can tell you are kind".

Seung-Hyun stood up "I am so embarrassed from how much you know about me".

"What do you mean?"

"You have read my books, you know how much of a wreck I am".

Tiffany shook her head "you are not a wreck, you just need to let some-one in".

"But, but I have let you in, isn't that enough?"

Tiffany looked down "into your apartment yes, but into your life?"

Seung-Hyun quickly stood up "I can't".

Tiffany nodded.

"First thing in the morning we wi