(because i love you all, here's two more parts)

I walked out of the building and extended my arms into the air. It was a beautiful day out and I felt great. My new album was coming along great, I collabed with two famous artists and I got my favorite snack as a present. I took a deep breath in then let it out as I walked to the nearby cafe. Naturally, I wore a mask and a hat while accompanied by one of my managers. I loved Mr. Yeo. Sometimes he'd let me get away with little things like an extra sweet treat or ending a little earlier than scheduled.

I opened the door then sat down at a table while Mr. Yeo got our drinks and food. After a while, he placed our food and beverages on the table then sat down. I felt eyes watching me, so I looked around with my limited peripheral vision. "Mr. Yeo, someone's observing us. And now it's not one person." Mr. Yeo carefully looked around while trying not to arouse suspicion. "It's just fans. Don't worry too much. Would you feel better if I called Mr. Do to come with us?" I nodded and sipped on my drink while Mr. Yeo made the phone call.

Mr. Do sat down with us and the two of them started discussing matters that didn't concern me. I decided to check instagram and see what my wonderful fandom had to say. I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss them. Luckily, I'd get to see them all next month in August. I felt something hit my arm and saw it was a piece of food. Mr. Yeo and Mr. Do must've noticed as they shifted closer to me. It made me sad to know I have antis as well, but every idol and idol group does. "Are you ready to leave?" "Yeah." We walked out and the summer heat had hit us on full blast.

"Oh, I have to take this call." We watched Mr. Do walk a little ways away from us then answer. The wind blew and knocked my hat off. I bent over to pick it up, but it moved away once more. I was too focused on getting it back that I forgot to notify Mr. Yeo to follow me. "Well, I know how to get back to the company from here, so it's not that bad." I felt someone pull me over and throw me onto the ground. "Who are you and why are you doing this?" "Because we can and want to."

I managed to get myself out of the corner and on the side where they had dragged me in. I was at a disadvantage as they had weapons, but I used my wits the best I could. "What's going on over here...?" We all looked and saw a tall guy walking towards us. "He's like a giant..." I thought as he stopped next to me. "You want to go with him?" "Or, no one gets hurt and we all live happy lives." They sneered at the tall guy then lunged toward us. Somehow we worked in sync and disarmed them. "I hate doing things the rough way." I looked at the tall guy as he bent over and took the knives. "I-I-I...Thank you." I bowed deeply then felt a hand on my shoulder. "I'm sure someone would've done the same."

I watched him walk back over to his bags then continue on his way. I noticed a piece of paper had fallen out of his pocket, so I picked it up and read it. "Th...by Kim..." I quickly went in the direction he went in and saw him getting in a taxi. "Wait!" He didn't seem to hear me as he got in and the taxi drove off. "Kim..." I watched the car as long as I could until it was out of sight. I put the piece in my pocket and hoped to see Kim again. Why? I don't know myself, but I want to thank him with more than just a bow and words.

I made it back to the company safely and received numerous hugs from the staff, and of course, Mr. Yeo. "We were so worried. Why didn't you answer your phone?" Realization hit me as I didn't remember feeling a vibration nor hearing my ringtone. "I think I dropped it..." I checked my pockets and sure enough, it was missing. "It's fine. We'll have it shut down completely." Everyone had scattered and I was left with Mr. Yeo. "I'm sorry. I should've told you." "Yes, you should've. I may have to chain you to me next time." He erupted into laughter as I had started pouting from the news.

I took the paper out of my pocket then observed it the best I could, looking for any kind of mark that could lead me to him. "Well, any music artist can tell his is a music sheet. Is he a musician?" The more I looked at it, the more I wanted to know about him. It was then I decided to write something only he and I could understand.

a/n: don't forget to vote, share and comment! just giving some insight ⭐️✨