He's So Hot / Hyunlix /

5 - Friday

- Come on, Felix. Get up, we need a break.

- Yeah just... let me... finish a...

- Nope, no. We're not going to do this for the next twenty minutes. I'm hungry, let's go!

- Ok, ok, fine.

Felix and Changbin, his work colleague and the only friend in Seoul, exit the office together with many other hungry workers in the neighborhood. Changbin nudges him with the elbow and asks:

- So, did you listen to Itzy and Ateez like I told you?

- Yeah, I did. There were some good songs there, I'm not gonna lie. But it's not like I'll put their posters all over my bedroom now.

- You live in Korea now, it's part of the culture here. You have to get familiar with hanguk pap, it's my mission to teach you.

- I don't know... I don't get the obsession about everything "idols" do or say. Why they chose to be called idols anyway? It's weird.

- You know what they say: first impressions are not always accurate. You shouldn't judge anything without getting to know more about it.

- Ok, fine, fine, you'll teach me.

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After a long recording session, Hyunjin exits the studio to take a short break. He takes backpack from his locker, and adds a bit of his favorite perfume on wrists. It smells like spring and a meadow.

On a way to cafeteria, he looks at strangers and wonders could that be the person who wants to hold hands with a lover when they sleep. He picks up his usual order, and decides to sit alone at a corner table to watch people.
What if he and the rice cake disaster switched books here? Technically it could be anywhere.

But what if it was here? Maybe it was the guy who just served his lunch? Maybe it was the guy in a corner, with a guitar? We don't know, it could be even the big boss himself.
Right, Hyunjin, as if he would ever take a ride on a bus...

Maybe if the notebook is out on display, for everyone to see, someone will approach him. He opens it up and dives in:

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xx/xx

... I finally went to see that agent.
Guess what? They're not taking new models at the moment. It's not like I'm a professional model or anything. Funny, I never thought about being a model, but now that it's not happening - I'm a bit disappointed.
I guess I'll just continue looking at their building from my desk

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- Huh! This guy works somewhere in our street!

Hyunjin looks through the widow, but there are so many little windows across the street, it could be any of those.
Maybe he should make a big poster and hang it outside of the building for the mystery person to see.
Sure, Hyunjin, your bosses would love that.

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At least I got to see their offices which is cool. It's like a labyrinth of hallways inside. Even the elevator
smelled nice. Like Gucci's Chant.
I love that one.
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- Me too, me too!!
Huh, maybe we passed by each other!

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There were no idols around, or at least I don't think so. I wouldn't recognize them anyway.
Except maybe one...
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- Which one??? Who do you know? Who do you like? Agrrrr.... why are you so secretive!!!

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I wonder what all those people who work there actually do. It's a huge building, there must be like hundred employees inside.
Do they have someone whose job is to peel grapes for the idols, follow them with a fan, massage their feet?
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- Sure, that's exactly what they do. - Hyunjin comments out loud.

"Who knows.... if this guy was scouted for his visuals, then maybe he's good looking too. It seems that he's a sweetheart, but maybe he's also cute."

Curiosity gets better of him, so Hyunjin puts on a face mask, and walks outside alone. A little walk around the block and some fresh air won't hurt.

Out on a street, for the first time ever, he really looks at people's eyes. Normally he just passes by them, looks at the ground, and avoids any eye contact. But today he wonders who could be the person with the secret diary.

His eyes stop at the sight of an elegant guy waiting at the crosswalk for a green light. His hair looks soft, and he has a pretty profile too. Hyunjin walks to the crosswalk, and stops next to the handsome guy, just for fun.
But someone behind his back speaks so annoyingly loud, he can clearly hear the whole conversation.

- First, you'll start with my favorite songs like Hellevator. That one is a master piece.

- Elevator? What kind of a song is that? Let's go up and down?

- No, you babo!
Hellevator is a song about struggles, loneliness, hope...

- Ok, ok, I promise to give it a try.
But just because you asked nicely.
And because you're paying for lunch today.

- I am?

- Yes, Changbin, you are. And I'm hungry.

The light turns green. Hyunjin slightly slows down to see who's the person who never heard of Hellevator but it's hard to detect it, there are so many people.

As he walks back to his studio, an unusual thought comes to his mind and it surprises him:
"Mmm.. I really crave for a dolce latte now. How odd."

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