Chapter 15 (1/2)

He threw his cigarette on the ground and walked by me. "Well I think its my turn now" He smiled and walked back inside. I didn't know what he meant by his turn but I stayed outside and enjoyed the cool air. I sat on the ground and put my back against the concrete wall and looked up in the night sky, I seen the moon looking down at me. A little bit tears fell down my face. I knew that Jonghyun would see that same moon atleast once tonight so I smiled, wiped my eyes and walked back inside. When I walked past the black curtain, I seen Joon in the white box. He was wearing a white tank top, gray joggers and an orange wrist band. I didn't think he was one of the models, I thought he would be the shampoo guy or something. The photographer was ordering him to do all kings of poses but Joon did the opposite, He looked up and put his hands in the air, it looked like he was acting like he was in a febreeze commercial or something. I let out a little laugh.

After a few more minutes the photographer got up and walked to a computer that was surrounded with other people. Joon was standing in the white box waiting, he looked bored. The photographer looked up from the computer "Okay Joon, Same time tomorrow.. I'll give your P.A the detials" The photographer looked at me "Key, It's your turn".

I walked to the box, Joon walked by me and gave me a little closed smiled. I didn't know what to do, so I give him a fake one back. Once I got in the white box, I let out a little sigh. The camera guy was looking at his camera, but he was probably wondering what to do with me. A few moments past when he finally yelled for one of the ladies to fix my face. A lady came running to me and stopped right in front of me and started adding some more make up on me. Is this really how much make up models have to wear? It felt like icing was on my face. I didn't really like the feeling all the other people in room gave me, they were looking at me with a hungry look. Finally the camera guy told me to look left and kept telling me do to all these weird poses. He kept going for another 15 minutes, Finally he told me I can go.

I started walking towards the black curtain and walked out of the back room. I kept walking until I seen most of the other models around this guy that was handing out envelopes. I didn't really knoow what was that so I kept walking towards the door. "Kibum!". I looked around and seen the guy that was giving out the envelopes yelling at me. I walked up to him "Neh?" He handed me an envelope and walked back into the curtain. I stood there and opened it, I seen a lot of bills of money. Right when I seen that money, I only seen Jonghyuns smile. I guess that they paid us in cash right when we were done. I smile and put it in my pocket and walked outside the room.

I seen one of my moms workers waiting for me in the hallway. He bowed to me "Mr.Key, Your moms in the car". I kept walking down the hall towards the backdoor, The guy was following me. Once we got to the car the same guy opened the door. I got in and seen my mom waiting for me, The car started and we started driving.

"Was it fun?" I still didn't want to say anything to her. She paused for awhile and looked away out her window and lifted up her arm. "Do, you have something for me?"

I looked at her "What?". She looked at me with a real cold expression "The envelope."

I suddenly got mad again, It was my face that they were using. I guess that was how much they didn't trust me with money, I let out a sigh and gave her the envelope. I knew if I didn't listen to her they would send me back to that place and it would be much more worse. She grabbed the envelope and looked back out the window. "Key, You know you can't mess this up. The press will kill you if you don't do your best to maintain a good image"

I just left the argue alone and kept looking out the window and almost started tearing up again because I was wondering what Jonghyun was doing, the moment got ruined when she opened her mouth again. "We're going for supper with some friends"

"Neh.." I almost started crying again because I grew up doing whatever they told me to do. I already knew where we going to go eat, We always had to go eat at that same restaurant. It was one of those really expensive restaurants that only rich people and celebrities ate at. The car finally stopped, my door opened. I got out and walked towards the restaurant but there were people with cameras already waiting. I was lucky because the restaurant was already used to having people like me coming to eat, So they always kept 2 golden bars to keep people at a distance. I kept looking down and kept walking straight for the door, I looked back up and kept walking to the words 'Chang Sun' that were made into the door in golden letters.

"Good Evening, Mister Kibum" The restaurant doorman smiled and opened the door for me. Once I walked in I could smell food and hear people chattering. I walked straight for the bar and sat down. I looked around and seen my mom about to sit down at table with people, I looked at the end of the bar seats and seen one of her workers sitting there. I looked to my right and seen another worker about to sit at the other end, It looked like she didn't want me to leave. "May I get you something?" The bartender asked

I looked up at him "Can I get a beer". He walked away and started pouring the drink. When I looked up at the TV that hung off the wall across me, I already seen a video of me walking into the restaurant. I sighed and almost started crying again until someone sat right beside me. "Annyoung"

I turned my head to my left and seen Joon. I smiled and wondered what he was doing here "Annyoung" I looked in the menu and started wondering what to order. The waiter came back and put my beer in front of me. He walked away and came back with a more exotic drink and put it front in front of Joon. I looked up at him and looked back at his drink "They have really good fries here" He looked at me and smiled. I didn't want to seem like a weirdo so I tried keeping the conversation going. "Are you a model at the company too?" . I looked at him but he was just playing with the olive with his red straw. "Yeah, My dad said it would help the other rich people know who I am" He put his straw down and picked up his drink and finished it off. "I thought you would be the shampoo person or something" I let a little laugh. He looked at me and smiled "When I walked in they liked the way I made my hair so they asked me to make this other guys hair"

"Is that how you ended up making my hair?"

"Neh". He looked at me again "Wanna get out of here? and find somewhere quiet to talk?". I looked behind him and seen my moms worker looking at me, Joon seen my eyes look behind him so he looked too. He looked back at me "Oh"

He stood up and yelled at the bartender. "He wants to see the kitchen". He looked back at me with a smile "Come" He started walking. I looked back at my beer and just decided to follow him. I looked around and seen both of my moms workers get up too. I started walking after him, He disappeared behind a door. Once I walked in he was standing at the door looked like he was waiting for me. He quicky closed the door and locked it, He grabbed my hand "Run". He started running towards the back of the kitchen, I ran after him.We were running by the restaurant workers and the cooks. It seemed like he done this a lot of times because he seemed like he was sure about everything. I looked back and seen someone unlock the door and my moms workers appeared and started running after us. I smiled because I never ran away from them, I looked back in front but seen Joon holding my hand still running. We were finally at the end of the kitchen, he stopped and opened a door and pulled me in. Once I got in, he closed the door and locked it. I looked back at Joon but the was on the floor, I was wondering what he was doing. After a while I seen that he opened up a hidden door that was on the floor. "This way" He looked down the stairs, I thought that he wanted me to walk down so I did. When I was finally off the stairs, I looked up and seen him closing the door. He came down the stairs and looked at me.

I looked at him and started laughing because I never ran away from my moms workers before. He looked at me with a smile "Was that fun?""Yeah" My laugh started slowly dying but it completely died when we heard the kitchen door above us open. We could both hear foot steps running around the floor that was above us. It seemed like they didn't see the secret door. Joon looked at me and grabbed my hand "Hurry. Lets go". We kept running towards the end of the room, where a window was waiting for us. He quickly went out the window, While he was getting out I looked back and seen someones legs coming down the stairs where the secret door was. "Hurry" I looked in front of me and seen Joon waiting outside the window. I quickly went through the window and stood up, We were in a alley that was at the side of the restaurant. He quickly went beside a garbage bin that was next to the window and started pushing it over the window. When we was done covering the window with it, he grabbed my hand and started running again. We ran down the alley and we were on the main street now. When I looked to my right I seen photographers and my moms workers running towards us. I looked back at Joon but he was already sitting on a motorcycle holding out a helmet towards me. I put it on, got on and grabbed on to him, He started it and started driving.We kept driving down the streets, I only could smell the oil smell that was coming from the motorcycle, I kind of liked the way it smelled. I smiled to myself and kept looking up front, we were passing by cars and driving through red lights. I started laughing because I liked the way the feeling the thrill gave me. I looked back and seen 2 black shiny cars following us, Looked like they were following us because they were driving fast and passing by the other cars. I looked forward and kept looking at Joons helment because it had some really good designs on it. When I looked away from his helmet, I seen that the light ahead of us was red. My smile dissapeared when I seen a really big truck driving from the right side to the left side, It looked like we were going to hit it or it was going to hit us. I felt the motorcycle go faster because Joon pressed on the gas, I closed my eyes and prayed that we wouldn't die. After a few moments I slowly opened them and looked back, I started laughing again because we were still alive. I looked back again and it looked like we finally lost the cars that were chasing us. We kept driving on his bike, I was still holding onto his body, praying I wouldn't fall off.

He slowly drove into a parking a lot and kept going up the floor levels. It was one of those parking lots that had different levels for the people who worked in the city and had no parking spots. I kept seeing numbers going higher as we drove by them, We finally stopped after we drove by a big '24'. I was guessing that we were on the 24th floor. I got off his bike and took off his helmet and passed it to him. "Thanks". He took off his and looked at me "For what?" He grabbed the helmet from me. "Saving me".

He laughed a little "I'm only helping a friend out" He put both of the helmets on the motorcycle and looked at me with a smile. "Come" He started walking away from the motorcycle. He started walking up some stairs, so I followed him up. When we got to the top of the stairs I seen an empty concrete area. He walked to the edge and put his arms on the railing. I did the same and looked a head and seen a really nice view of downtown Seoul. "This is where I come when I need to think" He was still looking at view. I smiled at him and looked back at the view too. "So, is Key just a nickname or do you have a real name?" It seemed like he wanted to keep talking, So I went along with it. "Yeah it's a nickname for Kibum"

"How did you get that nickname?" He looked at me. I looked back at him "Uhh... My friend Taemin gave it to me when we were kids"

"Oh.." He looked away from me and looked a head "Lee Joon was just a name I liked when I was kid so I kept telling everyone to call me that" He looked back at me and smiled. "So what's the name your parents gave you?"

"Lee Chang Sun"

"Like the restaurant?"