People began running around trying to get things into places as he sat on the red cushion chair with his eyes shut, letting the makeup stylist apply eye makeup on him. As he remained still, his ears were alerted to the sounds around him. He kept himself aware of the voice that he was yearning to hear, in hope of seeing her once he could open his eyes. He hummed as the stylist told him to pursed his lips together after applying some lip palm on his thick lips. He peeked an eye open when he felt his eyes were left alone.

Unfortunately, when he looked through the mirror to see who was all in the room behind him, she wasn't there.

He sighed as he shut his eyes again once he saw the stylist picking up the eyeshadow brush. He remained still once again as he listened to people greeting Papa YG, who had just entered the room. He raised an arm up, motioning a greeting gesture to Papa YG, who had just called out his name.

“Make me proud, kid.” Papa YG chuckled as he patted Jiyong's shoulders gently.

Jiyong threw up two thumbs up with a grin, eyes still tightly shut. “Of course!”

“You're done, Ji.”

Jiyong opened his eyes and gave a thankful smile to his stylist before spinning his chair around to face his fellow YG family. Everyone were scattered around the dressing room, sitting wherever they possibly could. He chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. His eyes still wandering about, hoping the next person entering the room would be his girlfriend. He sighed but never lost the smile on his face. He glanced over to Chaerin and gave her a knowing look.

She only shrugged as she pointed at her phone. He knew what that meant. Eunji wasn't answering her phone. He cleared his throat once again but loudly where everyone could hear. He stood up and went over to the clothes rack and reached for his black t-shirt with “One Of A Kind” written on it. He changed into it, ignoring the females that were in the room. He wasn't so shy since they were practically family.

He turned around and headed over to the tons of shoes located over to the side of the room. He sat on the wooden stool and glanced at the lined up shoes. He was taking his time in choosing which he wanted to wear for the first track of his comeback stage. He had prepared two songs.

“Hanna said Eunji left a long time ago.” Chaerin came over to him with a faint whisper but he managed to hear it.

He gave her a kind smile. “Thanks for keeping me updated.”

Chaerin placed a hand on his shoulder. “She's probably out to get you something as a comeback gift. She promised you she'll be here so you have to trust her words.”

He nodded as he agreed to Chaerin's words. He couldn't do much about anything. The