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Yin

I was shocked upon seeing the crowd waiting near my place. They all got their cameras ready, like guns all set to fire.

"There he is!" I hear one of them say, and it suddenly felt like a zombie apocalypse when they all began running towards my direction. I didn't have time to even catch my breath because I wanted to disappear as soon as possible.

While running, I came across the man I had met yesterday. I tried sending him a signal to get out of my way, but he wasn't even looking at me. I couldn't scream because he was wearing headphones. Unable to stop myself I end up pushing him, falling on top and kissing him accidentally.

Before I could even apologize, I hear footsteps getting louder. I stand up and pull him by the arm and run again.

"Where are you bringing me?" the man asked.

"I don't know, I kind of need to hide right now. If you could help me find a place?" I replied.

Without another word, he pulls me into an alley until we arrived at some place which I think is his house. He opens the door with a key and he gestures for me to come in.

War

I think there's a problem with my luck these days. I have been meeting the kind of people I don't like so often. But for this one, I got a weird feeling that I can't put to words on what it is.

I see Yin trying to catch his breath so I ask him if he would like to have water. He nodded so I gave him a glass. He drank it as if his life depended on it.

"I want to apologize for what happened. It's just that a lot of reporters were waiting at my place, so I had to escape."

"It's okay, but you should leave as soon as possible. I have some work to do." (meaning: That will include more crying and I don't want you to see it)

"Okay, let me just make a call. If you can excuse me."

I point to where my guestroom is, so that he can talk in private with whoever it was he was going to call. And also for my benefit, that I can calm myself from the headache he's caused me.

Yin

I dial the manager's number to call him about what happened. He picks up after a few rings.

"Hello, who is this calling?"

"P, it's Yin. You told me to call you if something happens."

"Oh, what is it?"

"My place has been found by the reporters. I have nowhere else to go."

"I'm so sorry to hear that, and sorry for the inconvenience we have caused. I would go and arrange some place for you to stay. Once it's done, I will call you back."

Now I have no idea what am I going to do, I feel bad that I am also causing inconvenience to people that I have no relations to. I go out of the room and P'War is nowhere to be found.

I look around his house and I started to notice things that I didn't see when I came in. There were a lot of beautiful pictures everywhere. The sceneries looked very real. It felt like I was there even if I was just looking at it. I also find ones that showed figures in things that I see everywhere, like shapes formed in clouds or a smiley face found on the sidewalk.

It became more like a tour around different places inside a house. I became fascinated with everything I have been seeing, but what attracted me the most is the room at the end -- the dark room.

Before I entered, I knocked in case P'War is in there. When no one answered, I opened the door and there I found a lot more photos and films. I have always wanted a room like this, but I still don't have enough money for it. And besides, I don't have my own house yet. I see that the photos have the same subject in different backgrounds, a woman that only has her back shown.

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