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“Yobosaeyo? (Hello)” Yoochun’s voice trembled.

Project Yoochun has been going well. Today I forced him, wait slash the word forced. I suggested that he should call his family, he refused at first but I was able to convince him anyway. Now I am crossing my fingers that things will go the way I planned it.

“Ah, Umma (Mom).” His voice sounded so surprised.

I bit my lips scared of what will happen next.

“Uh, deh, gwenchanh-ayo. (Yes, I am fine)” he stated his lips forming a discrete smile.

He really looked happier as soon as he heard his mom’s voice. He also laughed a few times during the whole conversation. I just sat on his piano’s stool, watching him from time to time. Although I did want them to have privacy so about ten minutes later I left his unit and went back home.

I watched random television shows to pass up time. There were a few reruns of old shows every week and I saw Yoochun, as a guest on a variety show. He was way jollier and he makes a fool out of himself at times but he doesn’t feel bad about it. He also showcases his piano and singing skills to his fellow idols and to the viewers. I pitied him for a second, he wasted his life. Seeing that gave me more courage to carry on with my ideas. You can do this Lee Minah! I can do this!

I suddenly heeded an excited knock on my door. I sprung up and opened it and saw a very bright Yoochun. Wow, that was… I can’t even describe it.

“Lee Minah, kamsahamnida! (Thank you)” he exclaimed as he grabbed me and gave me a tight hug. A ve—ery tight hug.

I could barely reply a ‘welcome’ because he is constricting me too much. When he let go, I had to catch my breath discretely and then afterwards I shot him a sincere smirk.

“You know what, because you made me so happy, I am going to treat you ice cream or something.” he voiced, while a big beam was still pasted on his cheerful visage.

Park Yoochun instantly took out his wallet and found out it was empty, add those imaginary flies coming out of it.

“Aish. I need to go to an ATM.” He glanced at me and pursued, “Just wait a second I will get my card.”

I am dumbfounded. His actions were just overwhelming I could not even react properly. Although when he hugged me, I honestly had good shivers down my spine. 

“Come on let’s get going.” He uttered as he grabbed my hand and led the way.

It was late in the evening. The streets and sidewalks are mostly empty now, only the cold wind filled the lonely atmosphere. Yoochun did not bother putting on anything to disguise himself to the world because no one goes out at this hour or maybe he was too occupied by his giddy feelings to even bother.

As we were striding along the red pavement Yoochun could not stop smiling. I wonder what they have talked about. He was acting like a child, who was given his most favorite candy. Anyway, we visited the nearest ATM.

I leaned on a wall near the machine and waited for the damned star to withdraw his money. Minutes later he signaled to me that he was done and we continued walking. For a very happy Yoochun he seemed kinda quiet.

We dropped by the convenient store and he bought two ice cream sandwiches. The both of us sat on the sidewalk as we ate our cold treat.

“Thank you for the ice cream.” I blurted out as I was halfway done.

“No need to thank me. It’s just my payment for having helped me this far.” He seriously stated but still wearing a grin.

Yes, I know, how the heck was he able to do that? Well his tone sounded serious but his face just could not hide the happiness deep within him. That’s how I analyze it.

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