“You look like you just turned into Atlas”

“I had a long, a very very long day”

“You look like ”

“Thank you, Jang Doyoon”

He chuckled, stirring his tea before sitting next to me. He took a sip before clearing his throat. “So, what happened?” he asked me, I looked at him “I got casted by Pledis” I told him and he coughed, choking on his tea, I rolled my eyes before patting his back. He cleared his throat again, “You, Choi Seungcheol, of all people, got casted to be an idol?” he looked at me like I was the ugliest thing in the world.

“Pledis plans to launch a boy band to follow After School, and I’m one of the top candidates to join in” I rubbed my face with my palm.

“And?”

“And I’m not sure if I want to”

“Bro, your parents will realize your passion for music, not everyone gets casted on the streets by a top agency” he shrugged.

“Me? Am I an idol material? I’m a couch potato”

“You need to boost your confidence, couch potatoes don’t get casted by a top agency”

I rolled my eyes again, shrugging off, I’m so torn, I have to tell Jeonghan about this, if I accept, I will lose my job as his bodyguard, if I don’t accept, my parents will rub the truth on my face that I have nowhere to go if I continue on this career. I couldn’t sleep, so the next day, I poured my thoughts out to write lyrics.

I can’t see the end. Please leave me alone.

“Seungcheol! There you are! Jeonghan texted me, he was looking for you” Jihoon knocked on the door of my studio booth.

“Oh hey, I..my phone is dead, why was he looking for me?” I asked, closing my notebook full of lyrics.

“He won last night so he wants the whole team to have a drink tonight and he was sulky since he couldn’t contact you”

“Oh, tonight? Any dress code?”

“Just casual clothes”

“I’ll pick him up then”

Casual? , I have to look for clothes, my Daegu style is not “casual” in Seoul fashion. After finishing up the lyrics, I went straight to Myeongdong to look for “casual” clothes. Myeongdong was busy again, it’s always crowded with business people and university students like me, I entered a store when a girl approached me, “Excuse me, are you Cheonsa1004nim?” she was a foreigner for sure because she spoke it in English, I was very flustered. “Y-yes” I nodded, shyly, my English is not that good.

“I’m a fan of your pictures! OMG you’re also friends with Jeonghan, you’re so lucky ajhwpiiwa” I couldn’t understand the rest of what she said.

“I’m fine, thank you” Doyoon told me, if you don’t understand English, just say those wor