‘What are you doing here?’ Shin Hye asked. ‘How did you know I was here?’
Geun Suk folded his arms. ‘Joon hyung called me and told me Jae Won dropped you off here. You know my studio is just two blocks away, right? I figured you wanted me to come and get you.’
Shin Hye bit her lip, the tears still falling. She turned away to hide her face from him. ‘Oppa. I want to be alone so please leave.’
Geun Suk observed her and sighed. ‘I promise I’ll leave you alone. But can I please leave you alone at my place instead? Not here,’ he gave the room a once over. ‘It’s not safe. And besides, people might peek inside and think you’re some crazy ahjumma.’
He was clearly trying to make her laugh, but she was in no laughing mood. When Shin Hye didn’t budge, Geun Suk sat down and crossed his legs. ‘If you think I’m going to leave you here then you’ve really probably gone crazy. Fine. You want a crazy singing partner, I’m all for it,’ he picked up the remote and turned the music on again.
Knowing that Geun Suk wasn’t kidding, Shin Hye stood up hesitantly and went straight through the door. Geun Suk followed her closely behind. When they got to his studio, Shin Hye made a beeline for the comfort room without uttering a word to him. She was familiar with the place since she hung out with the boys there a few times. She winced when she saw her puffy eyes and tear-stained cheeks in the mirror. Turning the faucet on, she splashed her face with water, not minding that it was almost as cold as ice. She couldn’t feel anything anyway; it was as if her whole body was numb.
When she stepped out of the room, she noticed Geun Suk place a cup on the table. As soon as he saw her, he smiled. ‘Drink some tea. It will calm you down. It’s chamomile with honey, your favorite.’ He walked to Shin Hye and put his hands on her shoulders. He gently led her to the couch, as if she was unable to walk there by herself. He propped her down and gave a light tap on her head. ‘I’ll be in my room. Take all the time you need. I’ve got no schedule today.’
Shin Hye watched him make his way to the spiral staircase that led to the second floor where his room was. Before he could reach the top, Shin Hye spoke. ‘Aren’t you going to ask?’
Geun Suk stopped going up and instead, went back down again. He sat on the chair in front of her and observed her quietly. Shin Hye avoided his eyes.
‘If I ask, are you going to tell me?’
‘Probably not,’ she answered weakly. She didn’t know if she could talk about it yet. Her heart still hurt. She could barely think back to what happened without breaking down, how much more if she had to say the words out loud. She didn’t want to admit it, but having Geun Suk there made her feel slightly better. If there was anyone who could understand her, it would be him. He never forced her to tell him anything; he always waited until she was ready to talk.
Geun Suk nodded and leaned forward. ‘Then I won’t ask. But will you at least tell me that you’re going to be okay?’
Shin Hye looked up at him and shook her head faintly. ‘I can’t. I don’t know yet.’ Another tear trickled down her cheek.
Geun Suk stood up and stooped in front of her. Shin Hye recoiled, but he took her hand and stroke it. ‘Whatever it is, it’s probably going to hurt for a while. But trust me, you’re going to be okay.’
Min Ho tanked the interview that afternoon. He was out of it the entire time and gave mechanical answers that didn’t make any sense at all. His manager was able to instruct the interviewer not to mention Park Shin Hye’s name at any point in the interview to prevent risky responses from Min Ho. But that didn’t stop him. The older man finally pulled Min Ho away after he answered the interviewer who asked if there was anything he learned from Kim Tan when it comes to love.
Min Ho looked straight into the man’s eyes and frowned. ‘I learned that Lee Min Ho is trapped as much as Kim Tan was. Except in the drama, people were rooting for him to end up with the girl. But in real life, people will judge Lee Min Ho for choosing to be happy.’
His manager swooped in before he could say anything else. He apologized profusely to the interviewer and asked him if they could reschedule and re-do the interview since Min Ho wasn’t feeling well. With a few more coaxing, he was able to make the reporter promise not to include anything from what they’ve talked about that afternoon.
As soon as Min Ho got home, he called Shin Hye several times but she wouldn’t pick up; he tried messaging her but he didn’t know what to say. Anything he said now would be pointless. But still, he wanted to know where she was and if she was alright. It’s been a couple of hours since the meeting and he hasn’t heard anything from Shin Hye or her manager since they left the building.
‘She’s okay,’ his manager told him. ‘I just got off the phone with Joon. She’s fine. You can stop worrying.’
Min Ho let out a sigh of relief and collapsed on the couch.Thank God she’s okay.
‘What are you doing here?’ Shin Hye asked. ‘How did you know I was here?’
Geun Suk folded his arms. ‘Joon hyung called me and told me Jae Won dropped you off here. You know my studio is just two blocks away, right? I figured you wanted me to come and get you.’
Shin Hye bit her lip, the tears still falling. She turned away to hide her face from him. ‘Oppa. I want to be alone so please leave.’
Geun Suk observed her and sighed. ‘I promise I’ll leave you alone. But can I please leave you alone at my place instead? Not here,’ he gave the room a once over. ‘It’s not safe. And besides, people might peek inside and think you’re some crazy ahjumma.’
He was clearly trying to make her laugh, but she was in no laughing mood. When Shin Hye didn’t budge, Geun Suk sat down and crossed his legs. ‘If you think I’m going to leave you here then you’ve really probably gone crazy. Fine. You want a crazy singing partner, I’m all for it,’ he picked up the remote and turned the music on again.
Knowing that Geun Suk wasn’t kidding, Shin Hye stood up hesitantly and went straight through the door. Geun Suk followed her closely behind. When they got to his studio, Shin Hye made a beeline for the comfort room without uttering a word to him. She was familiar with the place since she hung out with the boys there a few times. She winced when she saw her puffy eyes and tear-stained cheeks in the mirror. Turning the faucet on, she splashed her face with water, not minding that it was almost as cold as ice. She couldn’t feel anything anyway; it was as if her whole body was numb.
When she stepped out of the room, she noticed Geun Suk place a cup on the table. As soon as he saw her, he smiled. ‘Drink some tea. It will calm you down. It’s chamomile with honey, your favorite.’ He walked to Shin Hye and put his hands on her shoulders. He gently led her to the couch, as if she was unable to walk there by herself. He propped her down and gave a light tap on her head. ‘I’ll be in my room. Take all the time you need. I’ve got no schedule today.’
Shin Hye watched him make his way to the spiral staircase that led to the second floor where his room was. Before he could reach the top, Shin Hye spoke. ‘Aren’t you going to ask?’
Geun Suk stopped going up and instead, went back down again. He sat on the chair in front of her and observed her quietly. Shin Hye avoided his eyes.
‘If I ask, are you going to tell me?’
‘Probably not,’ she answered weakly. She didn’t know if she could talk about it yet. Her heart still hurt. She could barely think back to what happened without breaking down, how much more if she had to say the words out loud. She didn’t want to admit it, but having Geun Suk there made her feel slightly better. If there was anyone who could understand her, it would be him. He never forced her to tell him anything; he always waited until she was ready to talk.
Geun Suk nodded and leaned forward. ‘Then I won’t ask. But will you at least tell me that you’re going to be okay?’
Shin Hye looked up at him and shook her head faintly. ‘I can’t. I don’t know yet.’ Another tear trickled down her cheek.
Geun Suk stood up and stooped in front of her. Shin Hye recoiled, but he took her hand and stroke it. ‘Whatever it is, it’s probably going to hurt for a while. But trust me, you’re going to be okay.’
Min Ho tanked the interview that afternoon. He was out of it the entire time and gave mechanical answers that didn’t make any sense at all. His manager was able to instruct the interviewer not to mention Park Shin Hye’s name at any point in the interview to prevent risky responses from Min Ho. But that didn’t stop him. The older man finally pulled Min Ho away after he answered the interviewer who asked if there was anything he learned from Kim Tan when it comes to love.
Min Ho looked straight into the man’s eyes and frowned. ‘I learned that Lee Min Ho is trapped as much as Kim Tan was. Except in the drama, people were rooting for him to end up with the girl. But in real life, people will judge Lee Min Ho for choosing to be happy.’
His manager swooped in before he could say anything else. He apologized profusely to the interviewer and asked him if they could reschedule and re-do the interview since Min Ho wasn’t feeling well. With a few more coaxing, he was able to make the reporter promise not to include anything from what they’ve talked about that afternoon.
As soon as Min Ho got home, he called Shin Hye several times but she wouldn’t pick up; he tried messaging her but he didn’t know what to say. Anything he said now would be pointless. But still, he wanted to know where she was and if she was alright. It’s been a couple of hours since the meeting and he hasn’t heard anything from Shin Hye or her manager since they left the building.
‘She’s okay,’ his manager told him. ‘I just got off the phone with Joon. She’s fine. You can stop worrying.’
Min Ho let out a sigh of relief and collapsed on the couch.Thank God she’s okay.
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