Eventually || Kim Samuel {COMPLETED}

16

During the whole meet up, Samuel oppa was not himself.Although he was trying to be cheerful as usual ,I could see him frown or get lost in thought a couple of times. That must be why he didn't join the other guys that much and sat down beside me instead. I didn't want to bring it up when we were together earlier because he wouldn't be so down If it was something light.

"Oppa." I exclaimed as my brother and I walked our way home.

"Hmm?" he fully covered himself, trying to avoid attention as much as possible.

"Why was Samuel oppa so down earlier?" the others too were a bit sensitive than the usual.

"Samuel? well he really was acting odd." the streets were empty, the night breeze was also really nice.

"Did something happen? You too oppa, somethings off." I furrowed my eyebrows at him.

"Actually, the on-scene voting for our performance was revealed. Samuel felt sad because his rank got even lower in the dance category. I am not that close either, maybe that is why something is off." my brother sighed, I wouldn't be able to take it if I was on a survival show. 

You really have to show what you got as much as you could so that the national producers could notice, it was somehow cruel because all of them wanted to be appreciated. However, not everyone would be given a chance because that was how the world works.

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When I watched the seventh episode, I had shed a few tears. Especially with Get Ugly's team. 

It was the first time that I saw Samuel oppa cry, I could feel his sadness through the television screen because I somehow knew him personally and I knew how much he wanted to rank higher.

The other guys were even expecting him to get first place because he was the center. 

It became too cruel because all the high ranked trainees were in one group. My mood completely went down, if only the national producers could appreciate him.

'Oppa, can you spare some of your time for me?' without thinking too much, I sent him my text message. 

I should've talked to him the other day, just like what I did with my brother who was so discouraged.

A few hours had passed and it was noon now, he still didn't send a reply. He was probably busy. 

I mentally slapped myself for acting without thinking. And now he'd feel responsible to meet me, even though he had more important things to take care of.

 Everyone must be so preoccupied right now, and here I was being so inconsiderate and asked to see him when I would just probably waste his time.

 I went to work that day , feeling down as ever. It must be really suffocating to be in a survival show. You are stuck in a practice room and then you get critiqued after all the hours of practicing; either you get your confidence or get discouraged to reach your dream.

When I was done with my shift, I walked gloomily and passed by a poster of the boys.

 I smiled at the sight of them, look at them still being cheerful despite the pressure. The posters were really big and I took pictures with  me in it. 

I realized that I should be happy for them, because they were certain for what they want . I should not let sadness take over especially that I still had this marriage thing to take care of.

It was 11 pm in the evening when I heard thuds on my window, I nervously took a peek outside, what if there was a murderer? 

The thuds were not stopping so I took the courage to look.

A figure was outside, throwing pebbles on my window.I squinted my eyes to figure out who it was but he was wearing a hat. 

The person looked around then removed his cap, I noticed who it was but his hair wasn't blonde anymore.

"Samuel oppa?" why was he here when it was nearly midnight? Did he read my text? 

I waved at him to wait as I sprinted to go downstairs, forgetting to wear something a bit warm.

"Oppa, why are you here? It's already night." I noticed that the air was pretty cold and I scolded myself for forgetting to get a jacket.

"Why aren't wearing any jacket? It's cold here outside!" he scolded me and removed his jacket and placed it on my shoulders. 

"No, you will be cold now." he shook his head and said he was fine.

"You shouldn't be here, you have to sleep." I smacked him lightly as we took a stroll around the neighborhood.

"I received your text message, I figured that I had to see you." he placed his hands in his pockets as we walked side by side.

"What? I'm so sorry. I probably disturbed you. I'm such a pabo. You even made the effort to come here at this kind of hour." I couldn't raise my head, I caused him inconvenience.

"It's okay, I wanted some fresh air anyway so I sneaked out." my eyes bulged.

"What? you sneaked out? What if you got caught! You should've thought about yourself first, this is all my fault. " I cupped my face worriedly and looked down.

"Don't say that. I wanted to see you anyway." he wanted to see me? Despite the risk of getting in trouble and sacrificing his rest time?

"But still, you should-" he covered my mouth and ruffled my hair as he stared into the night sky.

"Let's just enjoy this moment, shall we?" we found a place with a nice view and stayed there.

"Okay."

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Hi everyone,

My Samuel cried :'( , he was working really hard. I hope that the ranking would be changed soon, he needs to cheer up.