COMPLETED
Mew is smart and dazzling. Like a king. Gulf fell in love with him and even came out of the closet because of him, but he doesn't dare to confess to Mew. And being roommates makes it even worse for Gulf. Will he be able to take a step forw...
When class is over, I saw Gulf surrounded by other students, 'Being used again? He really knows how to act. Behaving like that, who would believe you don't like women'
I continue looking at them...well literally looking at him when he's expression change, from the stoic face of him to a happy one. And I found out the reason of that happiness is Mild, his friend...right??
Mild approach Gulf and pat his head.
I continue looking at them, unhappy to what I was seeing, when my phone ring.
'Agency...'
I answered the phone call, waking away from the spot that I'm standing, where I was watching Gulf a while ago.
"Hello."
"Mew, is it alright now? I need to ask you something."
"What is it?"
"Some time ago, that boy is N'Gulf? Can you bring him over if it's convenient?"
"Someone asked about him at the shoot last time. They are interested in talking to him."
"It's not a problem to bring him there. But you might be wasting your time." I said, stopped walking, not feeling good about it.
At the Agency
"Eh? Hah? A Model? Me? No, no!! That is impossible!!" said Gulf, waving his hands vigorously.
'Told you.' I thought, as I drink my coffee watching the staff surround Gulf.
Staff 1, "Remove your cap first. How tall are you?"
Gulf, "185cm."
Staff 2, "No, you should be taller than that. When did you last measure?"
Gulf didn't have time to answer when Tong arrived and approach them.
"Why not? You have a great face. Your figure is very well balanced. If I really have to nitpick, I hope you can be taller. Your head size is small too. I really want to try and take some pictures of you." said Tong smiling at Gulf.
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"You are slim and you have a good posture. What sport do you play?" Tong continue, scanning Gulf.
"Ah. I trained in karate for more than 10 years." Gulf answered, flustered.
"Oh. Yeah. This is the hand of someone who's trained in martial arts." Tong said, grabbing Gulf's arm. "See, take a look, Jeed."
"Eh, what is it?" said Jeed, one of the staff, approaching them.
Tong and Jeed continue to make a ruckus at Gulf, while Mew looked at them with grim expression, knitted brow and dark eyes.
"Gulf, didn't you have your part-time job today? Is it all right with the time?" I called out to him, can't take what's happening anymore.
"Ah, yeah. I have to get going." Gulf said, checking the time. "Then, excuse me."
Gulf leave in a rush after saying goodbye to them.
Tong, "Aw, he got away."
"I don't think he's suitable to be in his line." I said behind them.
"Eh?" Jeed asked, shocked.
"He is very kind and he doesn't know how to reject others when being asked to do things. Actually he doesn't like people to notice him. I think he didn't realize it himself the reason he always wears a cap is because he wants to hide his face." I explain.
'Even so..he's always the center of attraction.'
"Eh...You're quiet fond of him." said Tong, snickering.
"Eh?"
Tong, "Mew, you don't bother about others or even your own things, right? But you're different towards that boy. It makes me more interested. I still want to try to talk to him again."
"It's useless. He really won't do it." I said, emphasizing every word I said.
"Eh...is that so? That's why I told you I want to try." said Tong, ignoring what I was saying and just hum while checking the documents.
I didn't say anything and just look at him with the irritating feelings inside me.
With heavy feelings and sour mood, I left the agency.
