Lee Hayi

I met him when I was 16.

Foolishly falling in love was my mistake.

He was older and handsome, he would win the hearts of many.

I hated him at first because he was so quiet, so quiet but only to me.

“Lee Sanghwa, but I go by the name of Gray.” He smiled kindly at me as he bowed his greeting. He hugged my mentors Lydia and Marshall afterwards and ignored me the whole night.

We worked on music, playing with melodies and writing lyrics. He smiled shyly when I complimented his work.

His favourite dongsaeng grinned at me, and poked fun saying that Gray was shy, because he was meeting YG’s superstar princess.

I refuted the statement, shaking my head over and over again. Aishhh I’m not good enough yet, I need to practice and have more techniques. I whispered.

Gray shook his head and smiled at me, I disagree you are an amazing songstress, just have more confidence in yourself. He patted my head and went back to looking at the music sheet.

He shouldn’t have done that, because by then I swear I was falling slowly.

We often hung out in Hongdae, where he grew up. Our friendship grew stronger and stronger. We spent thanksgiving, birthdays, and went to concerts with our mutual friends. I had never been in love before, so when I was with Gray Oppa, it was a new experience. He often had groupies and fans that would recognize him from the underground scene. He would often be mistake for Jay Park