Fanatic Ghost

The Card: Seokjin

It's been a long time, he didn't show up. I sighed and almost give up. He never showed up. Yoongi suspects me. Apparently, he already thinking that I had another episode of my mental sickness similar to all people who judge me.

"Yoongi, what are you doing here?" I asked, still, his poker blank face staring deeply at me.

"Your beauty beyond, no wonder Jungkook fell on you." He whispered. I able to hear and pretending that I couldn't. There is a moment or habit of him. Every time, he glances at me. He always murmurs something like the word beautiful and more.

"Yoongi hyung, are you almost--" He cut my statement, maybe, he doesn't want to hear anything I say.

"We're going to come back tomorrow night. I would suggest stopping staying at this place." He said and turn away from me; just like nothing. I shake it off my thought and would assume on him. I observe him behind Yoongi.

He is right. All I can do is to wait for that pathetic ghost.

My thought went down when we detect a man calling on us.

"Wait!" He shouts at us. We both peer at each other before backing our glance to the panting man. I can disguise this man as elegant as more handsome. You could say he's an actor; It can tell by the way of his posture also he had a build well body.

"Good thing, I caught both of you." He pant and had a deep sigh. "Do you have guys a time, just a spare minute? I'll make this would waste any seconds you guys have." I can see in Yoongi's eyes has skeptical at first, however, he agrees. The man's smile showing his dimple cheek, which he's kinda cute.

"This is my business card." He shows us his black color with a gold stripe card. I thought he showed us his black card. Yoongi took and read out loud the content.

"Kim Namjoon, a talent manager in Hybe entertainment." Yoongi's brow lifted as if he knows everything in the entertainment industry.

The man's name Kim Namjoon smiles, guessing Yoongi already knows their identity.

"How come a famous agency will come and call us for no other reason, we're only a music and model agency, not an acting," Yoongi responds, the man smirks, looking at Yoongi and then his intimating gaze turn on me.

"Your model caught my eye and I want him to become one of our actors for my incoming movie." He stated in a straightforward. I gulped. Thus I don't want to expose my dismay. I make myself steady. "I came to the runaway and this pretty kinda clumsy boy caught my attention and gave me an image for my new show. On the beautiful face on yours on my show will be another tremendous hit on my record-breaking best picture movie." He smiles. His eyes didn't remove me.

"Wait, I didn't agree with any of this, Seokjin contract is still on Bighit, I cannot let that happen." Yoongi disagrees. He is right, my contract on Bighit had 2 more years on, which means being an actor even having a huge break in my career wouldn't come true now.

"Well, Mr. Min as far as I know Bighit already felling apart." I gasped in surprise at Namjoon's statement. I shift my gaze to Yoongi. His wrist gripped, turning them into the red since he had snow-white skin. I want to calm him down. He took a deep before he spoke again.

"Yes, you 're right Mr. Kim. The Bighit having an issue especially when one of our best models Park Jimin not going to renew his contract the next month." He responded. My face fell, which means the company where my only source of income will diminish. "The worst part, the Park pull out their 80% investment to our agency." He continued; my tear took out. I can't believe the agency faces these tremendous problems without Jimin and his family all people who are working there will doomed. They haven't job especially Hoseok and Taehyung. They only rely on music without that.

"You have a point. I'm here not to help your company. I'm sorry for being rude but this beauty." He looks at my shocked face. "It's one of a kind. I can change that falling faith or rising star. It is a waste to throw your Father's dream because of the greedy money-sucking family Park." He truthfully said. I can see the fuming anger in Yoongi's eyes. This Kim Namjoon knew everything before he approaches us. He did his homework to make Yoongi agree on his terms.

"Looks like you did a lot of research on that part," Yoongi blurted out. The man laughed, and he knew his agenda already on the claim.

"Not all, Mr. Min, I did a deeper dig. If you ask me." He stood up, the sound of the sliding chair echo on the restaurant. "I need to go. I'll leave my business card and if you want to order anything in this restaurant. Just order anything. I own this place." I applaud again on this man, how rich this guy is.

"Jake," He called one server.

"Yes, Mr. Kim," He answered. I would say the server knows this guy very well.

"Will you give everything they order? I bet the beauty is already hungry. I can tell by his skin and eyes. He looks skinny." Mr. Kim commented. I touch my face and felt a bone on my cheek. I almost cry in despair and regret.
All my life, I listen to another bad and judgemental saying to me. I thought I was not good enough to reach their standard.

"Seokjin," Yoongi held my hands and I look at him. I can see his sadness and an also painful voice came out on him. "I'm sorry, I wasn't able to protect you."

"What are you saying," I laughed weakly. "You the one who provides everything I need. I appreciate the small things, you did." I smile and hug him tightly. Then he whispers something that makes my head throb.

"Your heart is pure, no wonder. Jungkook loves you the most."