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In a world where success in show business is hard-won, aspiring soloist Yeonjun and aspiring actor Beomgyu fight for their dreams and their love for each other. But when Beomgyu's best friend sudden...
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The atmosphere in Soyeon's old apartment was characterized by silence, interrupted only by the occasional clink of broken glass. The apartment looked deserted and sad, as if time had stood still here. Beomgyu, Soyeon and Namjoo stood amidst the chaos, staring at the sad remains of what had once been Soyeon's safe home. The walls bore the marks of blows, furniture was overturned and personal belongings lay scattered on the floor.
Soyeon couldn't hide the pain in her eyes as she tried to clean up the wreckage of her life.
Beomgyu and Namjoo pitched in to help without saying much. Beomgyu carefully picked up pieces of furniture that had fallen over, while Namjoo set about collecting the broken pieces of glass. Meanwhile, Soyeon knelt on the floor, sorting through photos and trying to put the remnants of her life in order. Together, they removed the traces of destruction and tried to bring at least a minimum of order to the chaos.
"I'm sorry you have to see this again," Beomgyu said gently as he placed a picture frame on the table.
Soyeon picked one up as well, showing the happy faces of her family. A bright smile adorned her own face when she was still a little girl, laughing in her parents' arms. The memory of happy times made her heart heavy, and she felt tears welling up in her eyes. "It's okay, Beomgyu. It's not your fault." Her voice sounded brittle but determined as she set about sorting through the mementos.
With trembling hands, she carefully placed the picture frame on the table and wiped away her tears before continuing to sort. The pictures told stories from her life, of moments of joy, love and security.
But now, surrounded by the debris of her past, everything felt so distant and fragile.
A soft sigh escaped her throat as she sorted the memories into their proper places.
Despite her determination to stay strong, she couldn't stop a few tears from rolling down her cheeks.
Namjoo looked at Soyeon sympathetically as she looked at the photos. The heaviness in the air was almost palpable as they went through the mementos of their past. She felt the pain and vulnerability captured in each picture and couldn't ignore the tears in Soyeon's eyes. "I'm sorry, Soyeon," Namjoo said softly, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "But you're strong, and we're here to help you. We will get through this difficult time together." Her words were full of comfort and support, and Namjoo hoped that they could give Soyeon some courage as she tried to rebuild her shattered world.
A hint of gratitude slid across Soyeon's face as she looked at her friends. "Thank you for being here. I really don't know what I would do without you."
Beomgyu and Namjoo nodded in agreement, and together they continued their efforts to put the apartment back in order, piece by piece. Beomgyu began to straighten up the furniture that had been knocked over and put it back in its original place. With careful skill, he arranged them so that they once again radiated a little of their former coziness.
