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Since this chapter is missing. I repost it. I'm sorry if I dissapoint you. 

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“I’m home,” Yoseob entered the old apartment of him. The white colour of the wall had become dull and almost brownish grey because of the old age. There were cracks everywhere on the wall. It was just a small apartment with only one space for living room and another space for a bedroom. Then there was a small bathroom between the two spaces. There was not much furniture in this small apartment, only a coffee table, a stove, 2 simple red seat cushions in the living room.

“Appa,” the only word that could be said by a small three years old boy who came to Yoseob as he was extending his both hand, wanting a hug.

Yoseob smiled as he squatted to the little boy level and hugged him. Then, Yoseob lifted him up as he looked into that child tired eyes. ‘Appa’ The word echoed in his head again. If only Jiyong could say other words apart from ‘Appa’, he would be the happiest ‘Appa’ in the world.

“Have you eaten?” Yoseob asked as he brought that boy to the living room also known as the kitchen.

Jiyong shook his head, puffed his cheeks. Yoseob chuckled, knew that the child got that habit from him.

“Appa bring you some Juk. Do you like it?” Yoseob said as he made Jiyong sat on the floor in front of the small coffee table.

Jiyong just nodded his head rapidly, couldn’t wait for the food. He was hungry as he didn’t eat since the kindergarten ended.

Yoseob opened the container that content porridge and let the steam out for a few seconds. Then, he took a plastic spoon and fed Jiyong slowly as the porridge was still hot. Yoseob smiled as he saw Jiyong enjoyed the simple meal. Yoseob sighed. He wished he could give this child better that Juk and ramen. Luckily, Jiyong was not a fussy child because truthfully he ate the same thing every night for dinner.

After a while, Jiyong finished his food and Yoseob sent him to sleep. Yoseob kissed that chubby little guy on the forehead and walked to the door. He glanced to Jiyong innocence sleeping face before he switched off the light.

Yoseob looked at his watch, almost 10. He quickly got out of the house. Far from his knowledge, someone was following him.

IU quickly followed Yoseob slowly as she was thinking where Yoseob was going this late. Before, he went into this old and creepy building. There was a big board written that it would be demolished in a week. Did Yoseob live there? Was he lived alone? Where were his parents? IU worried. If Yoseob really lived there, what would happen to him when the building demolished. IU couldn’t stop worrying until Yoseob entered Seven Eleven, a 24 hours grocery shop.

IU stopped and watched him from far. Yoseob suddenly disappeared after he greeted the cashier. IU kept waiting patiently, watching the shop. Then Yoseob came back with Seven Eleven uniform. IU was shocked as she gasped. Yoseob worked there? She didn’t know what she actually feel, sad, pitied, touched or mixed of those three feelings.

The other cashier walked out of the store and IU quickly chased him.

“Excuse me,” she greeted. She was a shy girl but her curiosity exceeded her shyness.  

“Yes?” The guy turned to IU with confused face.

“Hrm...,” IU lost words. She looked back at the store and saw an advertisement about vacant job. She smiled and turned back to the guy.

“I’m thinking to work there,” IU started nervously. She was a bad liar and she knew it.

“Come next morning for the interview. It’s a walk-in interview so don’t worry,” the guy replied her seriously.

“I was wondering how they count the salary for part timer,” IU quickly asked as she didn’t want the guy to go yet. She wanted to know more.

“For day, 6,000 Won per hour while for night after 9 o’clock, 10,000 Won per hour,” The guy answered simply, started to feel annoyed. He needed to go home fast.

“That guy, he works until what time?” IU pointed at Yoseob who was standing at the counter. She knew it was a weird question but this guy started to piss off and she still wanted to know.

“Yoseob? Usually until 3 am. Sometimes until 7 am on weekend. But you can’t work everyday. Boss will give 2 days off in a week,” The guy answered although he was confused why this girl was asking that kind of question.

“I see, thank you,” IU thanked him and bowed. She took another glance at Yoseob and sighed. It must be tiring enough for him.

IU started to count. Usually to live in that kind of apartment, the rent was 400,000 Won to 500,000 Won. Yoseob worked for 5 hours per day. Since he would of for two days a week, he might work for 20 to 22 days. He might get 1,000, 000 Won for a month. After paying the rent, the only left was 500,000 Won. It was not a bad figure if you live alone.

However, without IU knowledge, Jiyong kindergarten and nursery fees were more than Yoseob could afford.

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In the practice room, IU couldn’t focus as she kept thinking about what she saw last night.

“IU,” Yoseob voice finally reached her.

IU turned to him quickly.

“Are you okay? Do you get the steps?” Yoseob asked, concerned as he had called her name few times but she didn’t respond.

“Steps?” IU tapped her forehead. She was thinking too deep that she didn’t concentrate on Yoseob.

“It’s okay. I’ll show you once again,” Yoseob replied, seemed like he understood IU’s situation. What puzzled him was what she was thinking actually?

Yoseob taught her, one by one. IU started to focus again. She didn’t want to burden him anymore.

“You are getting better,” Yoseob clapped his hands excitedly as he sat on the floor, leaning his back at the wall, tired and sweating.

“But I didn’t learn the whole song yet and we only have a week now,” IU pouted, as she sat beside him as she straightened her legs.

“You don’t have to. You know how to arrange songs right?” Yoseob asked, turned to IU who was beside him, although he was quite confident IU could do it.

“Yup, a bit,” IU answered, still confused of what Yoseob meant.

“Arrange the song according to the steps that I have taught. You can mix them with your acoustic version,” Yoseob suggested as he remembered IU performance at the show before. Her acoustic was superb.

IU nodded her head, understood. That sounded great. She knew she could do that. IU surprised when something landed on her thighs. It was Yoseob. IU became more shocked. She gulped, nervous. She could feel the blood ran up to her cheeks while her heart beating faster. She took a deep breath, she couldn’t let Yoseob noticed what she felt towards him.

“I feel so sleepy,” Yoseob said as he yawned, tired. He was tired and the floor was too hard so he decided to land in IU thighs without asking her permission. Was it rude? He didn’t care. He smiled as IU was doing nothing to stop him. Did she like it? Or she was just being nice?

“It’s okay, just rest for now,” IU replied after few moments of silent. She kept looking at Yoseob. She wanted to caress his hair, his cheeks to help him sleep but it would be weird since she and Yoseob was just in a friend relationship. IU sighed. She didn’t even sure they were friend or not. But she had met him more than three times, could it be called friends?

Yoseob had been in his dreamland silently as IU felt his regular and slow breathing. IU smiled looking at the baby-face guy who was sleeping silently on her thighs. She really wanted to touch his hair and his chubby-looking cheeks. Slowly, IU fingers crawled to his hair and gently caress it. It was soft and nice to be touched. She felt like she could do this all day. IU smiled as she noticed Yoseob was still deep in his sleep. She was glad that he didn’t awake because of her sudden touch.

Sadly, this adorable and cheerful guy had to work hard to keep on living. IU suddenly remembered back what had happened last night. If only she knew how to help him. IU sighed, knowing that she didn’t know what to do.

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