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❝want to know her❞

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      “Mr. Namjoon, are you sure about this?”, asked Manager Lim. His face shows concern.

Namjoon shows his bright smile, with dimples on his cheeks. “It's okay Manager-nim, I will try my best”.

All the coworkers likes to be friend with Namjoon, because he's very thoughtful and nice. Although he always comment on things he shouldn't.

He's smart, and he's suppose to enter the hospitality university, but he refused. Because he doesn't want to live like smarties in the world.

“Well, that's fine then.”, his manager smiled, patting his shoulder, in a friendly way. “Oh, how about you'll take the next storyline?”

They are authors, they write the best novels in Korea. Kim Namjoon, is very good with fancy and smooth words, and whenever he puts it inside his books, it makes the novel beautiful.

“Should I?”, Namjoon asked with wide eyes. His manager headlocks him, as they laughed.

“Of course you should, because you, are Kim Nam Joon”.

He's like an idol, almost like a celebrity. Whenever his novel released, everyone would be dying to buy it, just like an album song.

Namjoon is not just good in words for writting, he's good in words for rapping too. He's an underground rapper, who's actually quite cool.

“Oh, but how are you going to do this? It's a sad story now”

And that's the thing that nobody in his  company knows, he may look happy and energetic everyday.

But deeply in his world, he's hurt and drown in pain. He's not healthy like everyone sees him.

“It's okay, I can manage”, he smiled again. They talked more about the storyline, for Namjoon — the story is quite tragic, but also logic.

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She bit her bottom lips, as she tried scribbling some words on her notebook.

Moonlight Sunshine, she might not know how to talk, but she's very good with words. She knows spellings, and also she's good in drawing.

Her fingers starts to move like it's having a slow dance with the pencil. She's sketching the view outside the cafe.

She stops when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Her head lifted up, to find her father smiling to her.

He made a gesture with his hand, that not a lot of people would understand. The only person who could understand is someone like Maya. It's called sign language.

She smiles widely, and nodded her head. She understand what her father said, it meant;  have you eaten?

She made a different gesture, with a meaning of; yes. For her father, it was hard at first.

With all courage, and love he had for her, he tried his best to study her. To understand her. It made him cry at first too, Maya is his one and only daughter.

That's great, I'll continue on working okay? Her father signed, and she could just nod.

Life is hard for him — it's true. He got divorce with his wife just because to have a deaf child. She wasn't just deaf, but she has a brain tumor starting ever since she's born.

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