"The first thing that I notice from you is those sad eyes."

"Stay away, don't act like you know me well."

Chapter III: Two Lonely People

It's 2 a.m and Park Bogum still can't asleep.

He just come back from his drama set. Everything went well. He loves it when people acknowledge his effort for the role.

But right now, it's just him and his empty home.

He just moved here two days ago and yet he miss his family already.

Not that he hates his new place, he picks everything by himself and makes it as comfortable as he can.

The thing is it's just too quiet here.

And I miss my mom. I wish that she were here. He thought.

Stop it, your mom will hate to see you like this. He chided himself.

When he really needs some comfort, the last thing that he wants is come home to a place with no one there.

If home is wherever you heart is, then this is not home.

***

-Bogum's POV-

The alarms rings and I open my eyes immediately.

My hand turns off the alarm and I was stretching for a while when my manager hyung calls me.

"Hello?"

"Bogum-ah, you woke up? Here is your schedule for today..." He starts to read my schedules.

I listen until he finished talking, "Okay, I'll see you then."

And then I hang up and get ready.

I remember my sad thought last night. Apparently, tired mind and loneliness dont match well.

I take a deep breath and see my reflection in the mirror.

"Everything will be better today."

***

"Okay cut. Nice job everyone." The director smiled, satisfied.

"You've worked hard." I say to everyone.

The last work for today is done! Hooray!

"Bogum-ah, do you want me to take you home?" My manager comes with my clothes.

"No, it's okay hyung. It will be too far from you if you're taking me home. I'll take the subway."

"Are you sure?"

I nod, "Go have some rest hyung. No one will recognize met at this time."

"Okay, I'll see you on Monday then. You have a free day for tomorrow."

"Great, thanks hyung."

Fortunately, my drama set is not that far from the subway station. I thought happily.

I was walking while holding my phone when suddenly, something hit my leg. A cola can.

"Ouch."

"Omo! Sorry! I didnt mean to hit you." I hear a girl's voice.

I look at her and recognize that face.

Yoon Ahreum.

She gasped when she sees me. She looks really sorry.

I chuckle, "We meet again, Ahreum-ssi. Are you going to the subway station?"

She nod hesit