Donghae's pov


"These are great.. Thank you for your hard work, donghae-ssi"
The editor said to me, smiled, and gave me a check.

I opened it, and sighed.
Darn it.
It's still the same number on the check!
After few weeks i left that studio of that arrogant bastard who wants me to be his maid, i didn't get any better!

"Sir, can you.. Please. Tell me what's makes my pictures way behind the one which that hyukjae took?"
I asked.

"Whoa, you know Mr.Lee Hyukjae? He came here few weeks ago but he said he won't do a studio-mattered photography anymore. What a loss"

I kept staring at him, and he continued,
"..w-well, i'm not good at photography, but.. His picture.. Is like.. Talking"

"Talking?"
I frowned.

"Yeah, i don't know any other words to describe that. But.. Hey! How about you give him a visit? So you can learn more from him"
He seems excited, stood up and went to his desk to pick something.

I rolled my eyes.
Hello, i've been there before, but he wants me to be his maid if i wanna learn.
And that, is a big no-no.

The editor came to me again and offered me a name card.
Hyukjae's.
I sighed, and thanked him before i went outside, and tossed the name card into a trash bin.

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I sat on one of the bench in the park, facing a two story house across the street.

Hyukjae's studio.
The door's closed, and it was quiet, like there's no life.
Maybe because his brother already gone?

Aish.
No hae. Don't think of anything that will lead you to that studio.
You can't be a maid!!

I pulled out my camera and set the lens, picked it up and started to captured something. Anything in that park.
Maybe it's because i usually use beautiful models?
Mayb