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Kang Taehyun, childhood bestfriend. Do they really matter? I mean, we haven't hung out in like 11 years, are we still important to each other as we used to be? Logically, not. I've moved on anyway, new me, new city, new life, new career. All over and done with, it was stupid anyways. Although I do sometimes dream about him, isn't it just pointless?

"Mr Choi, I need to talk to you, privately." My manager grips onto my forearm in such an unprofessional way, it kind of annoys me but the situation seems severe. She pulls me all the way to her office, pushing me down on the chair. "What's all this about?" I say before reaching for my phone before my manager prevents me, okay so it's really serious. "Kang Taehyun, do you know him?" She looks panicked, eyes wide, slightly panting. What has Kang done to make my tough ass manager worried? "Mhh, yeah we were friends during our childhood." Maybe I'm too relaxed for this situation, I feel bad making my manager look like a pyscho.

"His company building demanded to share it with ours."

"What?"

"You and Kang Taehyun will be working in the same building."

"I wonder if we'll click like back then."

"That's why you can't get along with him!"

"Wait, so you want me to be mean and avoidant towards him? My childhood bestfriend?"

"Yes, afterall this can affect your performance."

"Hey Iseul, it's just the company building and not the solo artist block, right?"

"Unfortunately, not. There's no more places available in the block, so Kang Taehyun's manager asked to share it with you."

"What did you reply?"

"No! Of course I would say no, I know my Soobin very well!"

"Where is he staying?"

Just as I ask an important question, Iseul's phone rings, from the sudden gasp let out it must be an important call so I stay quiet. She continuously nods, and takes notes, expression becoming more satisfied, when she's happy, I'm happy. Just trust things, Iseul is the BEST manager ever, she got me through everything I found difficult. I trust all of her decisions automatically because they always lead me to greatness and success. I have a weird feeling about this one, all my relationships have had no affect on my career, why would this one be so particularly risky?

"What's the good news?"

"Hm, it's a mixture of both good and bad."

"Oh?"

"Taehyun will be sharing a place with you.. buttt he'll be having a completely different schedule to you, so you won't see him at all!"

"Hm, I guess that's okay."

"REMEMBER, you CAN NOT get along."

Okay, so I have to avoid him at all costs, I need this career. I need to act as if he was never in my life, no friendship, no sort of relation at all. He means nothing to me at all.

"Soobin, we have a photoshoot to do! Come on!~"

Iseul is already out of her office speeding her way to the elevator, and I'm here STILL thinking about him. Right after my brain releases me from it's mental grasp, I normally make my way to Iseul. Sneakily sliding her thin hand into the creak of the elevator door, Iseul looks at me unbothered as she softly pulled me into the metal box of transport. "What time is Kang arriving?" I say, being cautious about what I say around her. "He actually should be arriving now, he might actually come into this elevator. He won't talk to you or even look at you so don't worry." She is still saying all of this ever so casually, so casually but with a bitter tone.

Ding! We've reached the designated floor, the exit. The exit to this somewhat hellish-heavenish realm, but Hell itself is waiting to make an appearance. An interruption in the system. Why do I make it seem so horrible? I laugh, mimicking what just occurred in that mess up there. It's just a little ignorance and I'm all good.

The doors open, strangely slowly and there he is. Kang Taehyun, staring me down with his big doe eyes, mouth slightly agape. "It's been a while, hasn't it, Soobin?" He pulls a smirk on his lips, walking in as I battle my brain. Say hi? Laugh? Look at Iseul? My choice was to just walk past him, whilst starting a conversation with my manager. I have to do this until my contract ends.

I can do this.

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