[02 : Statements]

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Primily hums the ost. of her favorite movie as she stands before the mirror in her washroom applying cleanser and doing her 10 step skin care routine. She generally lives alone, except at times when she's dating someone, or sometimes when her manager, who is also her bestie, stays over.

Primily relishes on the feeling and sound of the warm soft water running into her hands as she pats her face with it. Suddenly, she hears a rustling sound from her back porch. She ignores it when-

THAP

It feels like someone jumped and landed into her backyard. Primily comes out of her washroom, "W-who is there!?"

There was no response, so she shrugged off, thinking it must have been some cat, but as soon as she turned, she heard a sound again. Walking cautiously, she goes towards the entrance hall and pours herself a glass full water looking outside towards the back porch, which is separated by a glass wall.

She gasps and spits out the water as she notices a slim and tall figure covered in all black clothing, staring at her unblinking unmoving.

Primily freaks out and falls down while trying to walk back. She immediately starts to crawl towards her phone that's kept on the couch. Her body becomes numb as she watches the figure remove his mask, smirking, and walks closer to the glass wall slowly. Primily starts to wail and shout continuously while her hands shook, trying to make a call. The intruder is already inside.

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The night atmosphere is really quiet on the 30th floor of the penthouse, and the floor length curtains are pulled, obstructing the numerous city lights, darkening the already dark room. A tall, moderately muscular figure was deep in his sleep in the middle of the king-sized bed, when the phone kept at his bedside table starts ringing. The actor refused to open his eyes and pressed the pillows to his ears, waiting for the ringing to stop, but it didn't.

"ARGHh why is someone calling me at this time!!!" Defeatedly, Krist throws away the pillows and leans over, taking the call. The username makes him more surprised,

"Hello-

....

WHAT!!!!

.....

I'm coming."

Krist falls two times, trying to rush towards the door in the dark, forgetting to even switch on the light of his room as he grabs a set of clothes... heading towards the garage.

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The next day, it was bright and sunny, sea of media crowded before the precinct and one of the biggest entertainment company buildings.

Father

When my wife passed away, she asked me to take care of him well. Maybe it's my fault i didn't realise which direction he was going and lacked somewhere in my responsibilities as his father. I still don't understand what made him do this, not defending.. but since childhood, he has always been a gentle and considerate person. Maybe this was done in an impulse, and he was stressed. I can't say anything.

....

Well, it's very hard to enter his heart. After the demise of his mother, even though he seemed fine but he was deeply affected as a teenager. Before, as a kid, he was quite cheerful like others. Later, he became clingy to me and was always subtly scared to lose me... he doesn't express it, but i know. We love each other very much, but sometimes the relationship between children and parents is complicated. We can share joy and happiness but still not be able to share everything. I wish he could open up to me or any of his friends about his problems instead of keeping it to himself. Actually, he doesn't want to burden anyone... he's lonely, too, yes. He's afraid to be alone, but on the other hand, he can't open his heart for anyone. Maybe it's hard for him to trust.

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