A month in Turkey. After the funeral and a few days spent with my father, I went back home. After one month, I got a phone call. It was Hooyoung's number.

"Yeobohsayo?" I said, answering. I felt a lot better than before. I could smile again. His name didn't block my vocal chords. That didn't mean I loved him any less.

"Kim-ssi! Hi! Do you remember me? It's Mi Sun!" the girl on the other end said.

"Ah, Mi Sun-ssi! What's up?" I asked.

"Kim-ssi, there's someone here who wants to speak with you about something very important." Mi Sun said. "Are you close to a computer?"

I glanced over at my laptop. "Yes, I am."

"Can you go on Skype?" she asked.

I was getting pretty curious myself. 

The someone turned out to be a recruiter for a modeling agency. He had seen the picture book (that I had received in the mail a while ago, Junghwa-oppa loved to look at it as well) somehow and I stood out to him apparently.

We had a little Skype interview thing, which I was not ready for, this whole thing being impromptu and all. However, the man, Mr. Song Kai-jyu got my contact info and said he'd contact me soon.

It had felt pretty sketchy until I looked up the agency online and found it to be real and the man to be real as well.

I forgave Mi Sun-ssi 100% for letting my pictures get into a stranger's hands. She explained it as the recruiter was friends with her professor and her professor had been marking her a