“One large lemon tart, one large strawberry pizza, a chocolate fruit smoothie and...” Jinkyung tried really hard to recall the fourth on her list, but failing in the end, stared at the message opened on her phone screen. “One pineapple milkshake.”

Instead of taking her order, the boy at the cashier of the bakery stare at her, almost mesmerized by the beauty in front of him. Shinning blonde tresses falling past her milky fair face and over her shoulders, angelic brown eyes forming crescents, she smiled at him.

“Jin- Jinkyung-ssi... do you eat this much sugar and still can remain so beautiful?” the boy stuttered with his question. “Don’t you actresses normally always go on diets?”

She laughed, shaking her head in response. “Of course I have to diet, or they’ll just kick me out of the agency.” She handed over her credit card to settle the payment. “This is for my brothers. They just love sweets so much. Oh wait a minute,” feeling a short vibration at her palm, she looked back at the illuminated display. “Give me one large banana bread as well. Those two little gluttons won’t let me live otherwise.”

“You’re such a caring noona, Jinkyung-ssi.” The cashier grinned, adding the last item to the bill.

“Kim Jinhwan! Kim Jinho!!!”

Jinkyung waved at the two boys playing in the tennis court, one a high schooler, and the other a middle schooler. The two turned around and both their faces lit up with identical bright smiles, and throwing their rackets aside, they came running to their sister.

“Noona! Did you get them?” Jinho, the youngest was the first to urge, but his sister held up her hand in protest. Despite the difference in their ages, the two boys resembled each other to an unbelievable level. Milky white complexion, twinkling dark brown eyes and unruly bangs of jet black hair, they were just doppelgangers of their dad.

“Later. You can have them after you finish your practices. Now go! Both of you.” she chased the two grumpy boys back to the court, and took a seat on a bench by the edge of the court to watch them playing.

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The young babysitter sprang onto her feet when Junmyeon entered the living room one evening, looking extremely exhausted and worn out. “Junmyeon-ssi, would you like some tea?” she asked, watching him take off his shoes before stepping in.

“Yes please, if you’re not busy.”

While Jae In ran into the kitchen, he flopped on the couch, and noticed the book she had left behind.

It wasn’t a novel, but a notebook which was filled with neat handwriting of the girl.

“Jae In-ssi are you a writer?”

Jae In placed the mug of tea in front of him on the table and bit her lip, turning red all over her face. “Not an actual writer... I just get many plot ideas and I love to write, but my writing is not that polished yet. I think I need to practice more.” She grinned at him.

“Well, what I think as good practice to writing is reading more.” He shrugged. “If you want, you can read whatever there’s in my room.”

Remembering the shelf packed with books in his room, her face lit up with delight. “Really? Won’t you mind if I take your books?”

He shook his head with a chuckle. “Why would I?”

The next moment, the girl was sitting right beside him on the couch, close enough to make their knees touch and his ears turn red. “Then Junmyeon-ssi, can I show you something else as well?”

It was clear that the girl was never given enough attention, nor recognized for her own talents. Lips curving up in a smile, he nodded. “What is it? Okay show me.”

She took the note book from his hands, and turned to the last page. “How about this...” she held it before his eyes.

There was a sketch done by a mere ballpoint pen, showing the face of a youth with messy hair almond shaped eyes, and a playful smirk on his plump lips. “I can draw too.” She beamed at him.

“Who’s this?”

After staring at the sketch for a while, he finally asked.

“Jongin. Oh come to think of it, you have never seen him have you? So how’s my drawing Junmyeon-ssi? Do you think I can make money with it if I polish my talent a little more?”

“Yeah...of course.” Junmyeon mumbled, eyes still glued to the art in front of his eyes. “You’ve done a great job... and he indeed... is handsome.”

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“I mean, I get that couples help each other in order to be successful in their careers, but can a guy with a conscience do this really? He’s dedicating his entire time and energy for studying and idol training, while his girl is work her fingers to the bone to support both herself and him? And that kid is seriously talented Chanyeol! She’s an aspiring writer and even can draw really well! But here she is, throwing aside all her dreams and getting a job as soon as she graduated high school!”

“How long has she been working for you Junmyeon?”

“About ten months..... Yah how dare you call your hyung ‘Junmyeon