DEAR OOSUN

CHAPTER 2

Do you ever wish you had second chance to meet someone again for the first time?

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NIKI'S POV

It's been two years since our debut as an idol group. Me and other five boys are a part of Kpop idol group. It was hard to win hearts of fans right after debut. But these past years has been lucky years for us. We have won lots of awards for our albums, performance and visuals as well and we have even made multiple world tours and performed in various stages.

Our group is pretty well known in Korea and it is in the progress of making our name known in the international countries as well.

I have always enjoyed dancing since I was three and being a member of idol group is like getting my dreams fulfilled.

But my parents are not happy with my decision of becoming an idol as being the only son of RIKI company, they want me to take business and be the heir of that corporation. But that field never made me excited.

I used to visit offices, attend meetings with my father when I was 18. But I gave up after realizing that it was never my dream.

I auditioned for an idol in various company and got selected in one of the biggest company of South Korea. I was so excited to hear that news and when I told my parents, they were not happy at all.

I still remember my father not talking to me for weeks and my mother trying her best to make me change my decisions. My father believes that idol life will be too hard for me and my mother doesn't want me to go through rough path of idol life as well.

She thinks that I have to go under dieting, paparazzi pressure and will getting hate for nothing. But still I didn't gave up my dream and try my best to convinced them and I succeed in making them believe in my dreams.

Today we are here for a shoot in a Art Gallery. During our break time me and my members decided to roam around art gallery. We went inside and it was my first time in a gallery.

People were looking at us instead of those displays. They are clicking our photos. I kind of feel embarrassed and went to the quietest area to get a peaceful break.

There was only one guy at that corner and I saw him gazing at that one particular piece for long time. He went closer to the display and touched it slightly and said something to the piece.

His action made me want to take a closer look at the art and when I went near I heard him sniffing. I tried not staring but his teary eyes caught my attention. I caught myself staring at him for few minutes but he was so unaware of my presence.

I shifted my attention to the display and I don't know how to enjoy looking at art and I have never taken interest in learning about arts. I don't understand how and why people stand infront of one display for hours. I don't know what to think while looking at those doodles.

But I saw something very mysterious piece on the wall. That piece is so beautifully bleak and desolate. There is next to nothing to look at in the background except for a pale, vulnerable woman who is shown in a position that makes it very clear that she is in distress and she is shown bowing infront of a graveyard.

It kind of reinforce the feeling of emptiness that one feels when mourning a loss. I just really appreciate the helplessness depicted in the piece, as well as the background with ambiguous weather conditions. The fact that it is unclear whether it is sunny or about to be cloudy almost adds more to the suffering. As if it was saying it doesn't matter what is happening in the outside world once your pain reaches a certain point.

I stood beside him and looked intently at the piece and more at him.

He seems to be in university. A bit shorter than me, dressed in black tailored pants and jumper. But what captivated me most was his eyes.

Those foxy brown eyes looks pure and dark; yet warm and welcoming. I never felt so connected and grounded as I did at the single moment of staring into his eyes.

I am not someone who is good at initiating a conversation with a stranger. I have always been true and straight forward kind of guy which results in hurting lots of people because I hardly consider their feelings when I express my opinions. But with him I want to be careful and desperately want it to go well.

So, I went closer beside him and said '' Hello" and for the first time he acknowledge my presence and gave me a bow as a greeting.

At that very moments my members came to that corner shouting and laughing among themselves. They were pointing at the pieces on the wall and sharing their ideas about the arts and making fun of each other opinions.

Our leader Yang saw me staring at the display and came beside me and asked me about the piece. While I was talking to Yang, I heard the guy beside me taking a deep breath with his closed eyes.

It looked like our being there disturbed his special moment but I still tried talking to him and without giving a second glance he left the corner and making me look stupid.

Yang found the whole situation so funny and he kept laughing at my helplessness and he even repeatedly told the whole incident to our members. But none of that bothered me.

I didn't really explore the art gallery with my members. I just stood there infront of that piece in that very corner until our break time was over. It kept making me feel different emotions.

I have never seen anyone appreciating and looking at art like him before. The scene of him going closer to the piece, touching it slightly and mumbling something kept playing infront of my eyes.

So I called my manager and told him that I want to buy the piece. My manager called the person in charge but I heard that someone had already booked the piece. I offered double amounts of original price and to that I got the deal and was able to get my hand on that piece.

My members were shocked seeing me ready to pay huge amounts for a piece of an art. Because they knew that I was never a fan of art galleries and display.

But that piece was different and I saw something very beautiful happening infront of that art.

If it meant something special to him, I believe it will become something special to me as well.

After my purchase we went back to shooting and we had dinner near that area.I kept looking around while shooting and during dinner time as well in a hope of finding him again somewhere but he was nowhere to be seen.

I don't know why but I really want him to know that I bought the piece.