Discovering a genius - that's luck. Having an insight of what and who can 'make it' - that's talent and skill. Working for a brat yet a money-making genius...

that's dedication? 

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Shindong’s eyebrows twitches involuntarily when he saw the mess that welcomed him. It has just been a week since he came to clean up and now it looks like the neighborhood dump.

 

“Oh, Shindong,” Kyuhyun called casually, slightly surprised at the appearance of a visitor. “What brings you here?” And he gulped the rest of the contents of his iced tea.

“It’s a funny thing really, your fax machine sent the office something preposterous.”

Kyuhyun’s expression changed; slowly he turned his back on Shindong, and walked briskly. Shindong dashed, stopping Kyuhyun from closing the bedroom door on him.

“The hell you’re going to lock me outside!” The push-and-pull battle continued until Kyuhyun almost kissed the floor. “What do you mean you can’t finish the manuscript on time?”

“I’m going to take a nap, night night.”