Top Idol, Anyway (PART 1)

Chapter 6

In an instant, the man's expression twisted strangely.

Ha, are your emotions tangled up?

Then, suddenly, he averts his gaze.

"I haven't found it yet. If I find it... I'll return it."

If you find it, return it.....

"Then if you can't find it, won't you give it back?"

Then the man with a shy smile met his gaze again.

"Chan Yi. Have I ever broken a promise I made with you?"

The <anxiety> emanating from the man grew thicker. I tried to activate the spirit of the heart one step higher.

It's a lie.

"You didn't keep it."

I smiled slightly with one corner of my mouth raised and let out a colder voice.

"always."

"Chan-a. No. Why am I..."

The man who spoke as if jumping up and down patted his chest with awkward gestures. Then he opened his clothes on and took out his cell phone.

"Oh, the CEO is calling."

The man who lifted the phone with a frown put on the sunglasses he had taken off.

"It was nice to see your face?"

The man who greeted me by slightly raising his hand, as if his business was over, glanced at my hand resting on the window sill.

what. You mean to get my hands off the window frame? You're going to raise the window. I'm sorry, but if you're Kim Chan-young, you can't get out of the way like that.

"laptop."

Instead of removing my hand, I leaned closer to the car, and when I spoke coolly, the man's brow furrowed.

"Be sure to find it and bring it. Huh?"

Then I smiled coldly.

It was because I was curious about what kind of emotions Kang Yi-chan's actions would evoke in him.

《Uneasiness》, 《Fret》, 《Thirst》, 《Anger》,《Irritability》, 《Avoidance》...

Ha, look at this. Why are there so many?

There is an endless flow of negative emotions. But among all these emotions, there is no «guilt». This person is a bad guy with steamed.

His thin lips, which seemed troubled, formed an awkward smile.

"Okay. Chan-ah. I'll definitely find your laptop. I'll find it and bring it to you."

The man with a very embarrassed expression said he was sorry and rubbed his palms together.

His insides are swirling black and his gestures are quite mournful. Then he gently pushed my hand away.

"See you next time, huh?"

How dare you touch my body? Whether it's HS or SS, they all have no fear. I can break all your fingers,

"Keep your promise."

As I pretended not to win, the window went up. Then, like a black car running away, it drove through the alley.

HS Entertainment Kim Chan-young Lee.

I went through Kang Yi-chan's diary, which I had learned through media acquisition, in my head.

"Kang Yi-chan, is it that bastard? Your song, the one who stole it?"