The days went on with me and Bin constantly in contact with each other. He really was assigned to another celebrity so I had to be very careful now if I want to see him, and likewise. He knows the ins and outs of the company so he warned me of possible scenarios which or which may not implicate me.
'Be careful of people who befriend you,' he said. 'I know you are a friendly person but just that you need to be wary too of some people who may have other intentions.'
'How would I know them?' I asked.
'If they would ask about your personal life,' he replied.
'Sometimes, they camp out your villa too. You'll be able to spot them,' he said, and some other things that may prove useful to me as the days go by.
After that night uphill, he has never been short of making me feel like he really wanted to make me happy. He drops me good morning messages and those other nitbits that honestly, I have never imagined a 36-year old like me would encounter. I know I should have felt this when I was younger, but then I was swarmed with work that left me with the fame that I have right now.
I was happy, but I can never truly say that I lived the happiness within me until I met him.
Bin is currently in Japan, and his calls and messages came usually late in the day. I got used to him sending me messages early in the morning before he goes off to work. I understood that he had something else to do so I let it slip away. He is staying there for two months. Somehow his presence was a diversion from the world I live in, a fresh start for something that I have been doing for almost twenty years of my life. I have somehow gotten used to it, and I began to wonder where this would lead us.
It's not that I am expecting him to fall in love with me, but that night uphill clearly made me think that he had a plan for me. I just didn't want to expect anything from him, after all, he was an average joe. And if I were to believe other people, no one can love me because they were too intimidated by the mere mention of my name.
'Will there be a chance that you will fall in love with a regular guy?' he asked me when I allowed him to ask me twenty questions about anything. I smiled at the recollection, when I replied that if a good match shows up, then why not. It was true.
Why am I thinking about these things? I don't really know. I am not quite sure about what is happening, but there is one thing that I did miss.
His presence everyday in my life.
Suddenly my phone rang, and from the caller ID, it was him. I smiled and picked it up.
'Hi Yej. I'm sorry I wasn't able to call for two days now,' he said. HIs background was noisy and I can't place where he was.
'Hi Bin. It's okay,' I replied. 'Where are you? Why is it noisy?' I asked. I can't believe I allowed the feeling of exclusivity with him. But then I felt secured about it.
'Ah, I'm at Tokyo Dome. I'm here to cover an event and you know, the company wanted me to follow this certain celebrity too. I'm sure you know this person,' he replied. Of course I know who it was. Dispatch can't get a hold of me, so they assigned him to my co-actor.
I smiled. 'Hmmm, okay. When will you be back, Bin?' I asked, while I walked over to where his telescope was. He left it with me before he went on that trip.
'I think in two weeks' time. Wait, I thought you have a shoot today?' he asked.
'I do, but it'll start tonight and will run till dawn, I guess,' I replied.
'Oh I see. Please get some sleep. You won't be able to rest while you're working,' he said. 'I know you work hard like a cow.'
With that said, I laughed at him. 'Bin, you really read too much,' I said.
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Aperture
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