It was quite late, but Sang Min hasn't arrived yet.
I mean, it's not like I'm worried or anything, just that it is indeed strange for him to not be here. Anyway, it's not like having him here or not would change anything in particular.
It's been some months since the three of us started training under Sang Min, it's not been easy at all, but thanks to Eani unnie, Lee Eun and I could handle all of this.
It's not even Sang Min's fault, one of the best producers of this time should be just about that.
But I have to admit it's quite hard when he just tells us to repeat the choreo, without even telling us what we did wrong.....
Eani unnie has told me a few times to stop glaring at Sang Min like that, but it's just that when he tells us to repeat the choreo, it just happens naturally, there's kind of nothing I could do.
We just finished practicing once again the choreo of the song "Han", that Sang Min wrote for us.
It was a song with an Indian concept, just as the group in general. Apparently, Sang Min is still looking for a fourth member for the group, not that we particularly care about it, it's just that It will be a little awkard for us at first.
While we were resting, I could heard Sang Min's "Little Baby" entering the garage, so I inmediately stood up and ran to the garage.
After arriving at the door, I slightly opened it and peeked to the other side, after all I didn't want to interrupt him if he was on some business at the other side, he was a lonely man after all.
I could only see the dark skinned Sang Min with his usual Leopard-print coat getting off the car, so I inmediately slammed the door and screamed.
— Where were you?! — It was kinda our thing for me to aggresively question him.
Just after saying this, I could notice blonde hair coming from Sang Min's opposite side of the car. It was a little boy with blo... no golden hair, kind of thick eyebrows, that highlighted even more his golden eyes.
I stared deeply at his eyes, while the boy stared back at me, after recovering my senses, I hurriedly asked Sang Min,
— Did you have a son? — I just blurted the question out, it was obvious he didn't.
He tiredly denied my question and introduced him as Park Chris, not really introduction, but at least I knew his name now.
We then started moving to our practice room, that was also part of our bedroom, living room and dinner room.
As we moved, I loudly called the girls and told them that Sang Min was here, even though they probably already knew.
As all of us reunited, Sang Min changed from his "Everyday" demeanor to his "Producer" demeanor, even though I don't really care, the girls say that when Sang Min acts as a producer, they feel a lot more pressured.
Then he asked us to show him what we practiced during the day, kind of teasing us because he wasn't present. I resisted my urgings of telling him that we weren't the ones that got out at 11:00am and got home at 7:00pm.. Anyway, we danced the choreo once, twice, and thrice.....
He really never changes, I really hate when he does this, once again, he asked us to repeat and repeat the whole choreo without telling us what we did wrong.
I'm starting to think even he doesn't know what we're doing wrong. And once again, before noticing, I was glaring at Sang Min. I could sense I was, because Eani unnie started to worriedly look at me and then at Sang Min continously.
Just before Sang Min was about to tell us to repeat the whole choreo, and me exploding because of it, the now forgotten little kid with blonde hair interrupted us.
He really surprised me this time, apparently Eun ah's part wasn't quite right into the Choreo, her complexion was a little bit different and made the whole choreo look a bit distorted because of our constant hand movements.
How could the little guy notice something like this? Even we didn't notice it.
Anyway, as could be expected, Eun ah didn't take it that well that Chris ah corrected her like that. She's always been like that, really prideful and all.
After we performed the choreo once last time, even I could notice the performance was significantly better, and if i must say so, I think Sang Min thinks so too. He was constantly weirdly staring at Chris ah, and by the end of our performance, he was talking with him with his sceptical face.
I couldn't reproach him, even I would cut Chris' head and look inside it if it was possible, and legal I suppose.
After the performance, I then told the man... and child... that we prepared some ramyeon before to break the ice, as Eun-ah was angrily staring at Chris.
We were lucky that Sang Min wasn't that great of a Chef, even though he really tries, because we now had the excuse of eating to forget about the event.
Now that I remember, we fortunately did a lot more of ramyeon than needed because all of us eat a lot, because we didn't expect a fifth mouth to fill tonight. Afterwards, they answered that they were hungry, so I took out a retractable table that we had and put it in the center of the room.
We started voraciosly eating as always, even Eun ah, that I never saw as angry before, was now redirecting his anger at the ramyeon.
One thing I have to admit though is that Chris was really tactful, I needed to almost shove the Ramyeon inside him because he was probably too respectful to take our food. I kind of liked that part, I thought he would be really arrogant, not that I have a special reason for thinking so, just his appearance.
I think his social skills are really bad, because he first called me Hwangbo-ssi, another person would think it was disrespectful but I didn't think that way, I told him to call me noona though, I preferred it that way... Who wouldn't?
After eating, we planned to keep practicing "Han" but also other songs that Sang Min previously prepared for us, but Chris was just about 8 or 9 years old, he should be sleeping soon.
I took a look at the clock on the room, it was already 10:00pm. It was early for us, but Chris should be sleeping right now.
Just as I thought this, Sang Min told him to sleep in his room, there was a futon bed that Sang Min had there, as well as his bed. He told Chris to sleep in the bed but he insisted to take the futon.
Anyway, he entered the room and closed the door. I suppose he was really sleepy, or maybe just a little bit awkard with us.
Then, I noticed he brought just a small bag, he probably didn't bring Pajamas. So, I approached Sang Min and told him.
— He probably didn't bring Pajamas, shouldn't you lend him a pair?
He apparently just noticed because he hurriedly nodded and said.
— You're completely right, can you please do me a favor and give him one of my old ones from the closet in the bathroom.
I simply nodded, entered the bathroom that was next to Sang Min's room, took out a pair of blue Pajamas that Sang Min saved because of the memories, and approached the room once again. Chris was really tall for his age so I think this set of pajamas would be alright. I was accustomed to behave like in my own home, so I entered Sang Min's room without knocking and said.
— Chris-ah, don't forget to change into these pajamas, Sang Min gave them to you- —
Just after saying this, I instantly regreted not knocking, because I now noticed Chris was shirtless and with his back facing at me....
I could sense my tears already starting to flow out of my eyes. I hesitated to ask, but finaly made my mind and asked.
— How did you get those scars? — I was really emotional, what kind of beast would do that to a kid?
His back was completely scarred, to the point there was no skin undamaged on it. It was really horrible, I've never seen something like that in my 18 years. There was even a big scar going from just under his right shoulder to the middle of his back. From what I could see, it was the worst of all, but if I could guess, it was about half an inch deep gash.
After my question, I could notice a hurtful expression on his face, but then he simply shook his head and ignored my question.
I now noticed the door was slightly opened, so I hurriedly closed it, approached him and strongly hugged him.
My tears were pouring out now and I was constantly sobbing. I managed to said between all of the tears.
— I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. — I could only say that after violating his privacy, and noticing something that he probably wanted to hide deep inside him. There was really nothing else for me to say, I couldn't even look at him, so I only patted his chest and kept apologizing to him.
After that, there was a long night.