We were eating our diner. He made kimchi fried rice. It was because I just have kimchi and rice on my refrigerator. By the way, I have to admit, he was so gooood at cooking. Ah, I felt shame because of this.

"How was your shoot, then?" We stayed in silence too long, I decided to ask.

"Good. Tiring,"

"Did you do with other girl???"

He laughed. "Do you always ask question like this?"

"I just want to know if you kissed another girl or not. So I will prepare myself I I got your face on screen kissing another girl,"

He stopped his eating. "I'm done"

I just smiled. Seemed like he didn't want any conversation like this.

He walked to my living room. I have one spot full of photos in the wall.

"What was this?"

I looked up. "That my photo collection,"

"You like photography??"

I shook my head. "No~ I love to see the sky"

He nodded. All my photos there capturing anay kind of sky. I'm not into photography, but I love to capture any situation of the sky. The dark one, the bright one, the cloudy one, the dusk one, any kind of.

"Why?" He asked.

I finished my diner. Took the plates and put it into the washing machine. Then walked closer to him as I brought a cup of water and gave him.

"Thanks," he said.

"I don't know why," I answered his question. "I just love to looked up,"

He smiled. "Which one you like most?"

"What?"

"The sky,"

I think. "Uhm.. Depend on the situation," I said. "But, most of the times, I love the dusk one,"

"Why?"

"It tells me that, there will always be the time when the bright changes into the dark one, the sky changes, and so our life"

He think deep my answer.

"So everytime good thing happened, I should be ready for the dark one, and when the bad one happened, I have to be patient to wait for the bright one,"

He nodded. "There will always be the time?"

"Yes!"

He smiled. "You're.."

I stared at him. "Whaaaat???"

He laughed.

"Do you want to say, I'm drama queen???"

"I didn't say that," he shook my hair again.

"Just say that, if you want to say," I gave him my angry face.

He pitched my nose again. "You look so smart when you were explaining something, Rika-chan,"

I laughed. "You don't have to make me happy like this, oppa.."

He sighed. "So, what will you do on the weekend??"

"Whoa, tomorrow is Saturday, rite??"

He nodded.

"I don't have any plan," I shook my head.

"Don't you think you want to go out with me? Maybe, go to the film festival would be good,"

"Really?"

He nodded.

"Too many people there, I don't like it,"

He laughed. "Ah, you don't like crowded places??"

"Yeah..."

"Okey, so I will come here again tomorrow,"

"What?"

"I have to get my dorm now. I will come tomorrow,"

"You don't have schedule tomorrow???"

He shook his head. "Even if I had one, I chose to come here, and teach you how to make a good dishes," he took his outter wear and put his shoes. "I'll go"

"Safe drive, oppa"

"Just go to bed after I'm leaving"

I nodded.

"Sorry for waking you up from your sleep, Rika-chan!"

I smiled. "Sorry for making you cook in the midnight, oppa.."

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