The car ride was a little too long for my liking. I was more of a night owl back in my own body, mostly staying up till late without feeling weary. But Kim Song is someone who loves to follow a strict schedule, and her body is not acquainted with sleep deprivation. I could feel my body shut down and my eyes kept closing on their own accord. Every time the car stopped at a red light, I would suddenly wake up thinking we have reached. After 12 such red lights, Chan finally announced that we have reached. I opened the gate, forgetting that as an idol I need to follow the protocol. My body was too tired to follow any rules of idol life. Chan came rushing to the door and held the handle of the already open door. I gave him a weak smile and he bowed showing respect. From the time Chan said we have arrived till now I never looked up to see what kind of house I would be living in for tonight. Though my imagination had already made a design of his house analyzing his job profile and Chan's personality. I stepped out of the car and Chan went to bring my bag. I was still clutching onto the red diary as my life depended on it, which someway it did. "Ma'am let's go inside. My family will be delighted to meet you.", he said holding my bag in his hand pretty effortlessly. I had packed enough clothes but the bag in his hands seemed empty. I smiled at him and nodded signalling him to lead the way. I looked up to find, we were standing in front of a gate. Chan went near the gate and placed his face in front of a detector. "Your house as a face detector?", I asked amazed. He nodded hiding his proud smile. "It is more of a pupil detector.", he said. The gates opened slowly. Two guards were standing behind the gates and they bowed as Chan entered. "She is Miss Song. Take care of her safety and make her stay here comfortable.", Chan said in a stern voice. This Chan was different from the Chan I had been working with. "Miss Song, my daughter is your huge fan. Can you please sign this shirt?", one of the guards said. I smiled and signed the shirt for him. I didn't know what was Kim Song's signature, but then neither did he. The guards took their positions and I entered the gates. As if face detectors were not enough, the house in front of me did put my imagination to shame. I had never seen a bungalow this magnificent. The entrance was a straight paved road, with beautiful gardens on both sides. There was a fountain on my left with colourful lights enhancing its Greek carvings. To my right, there were flower beds, planted in a detailed intricate pattern that is well versed only to mathematicians but can be admired by everyone. The house in front of me was an art in itself. It was an elegant combination of grey and black, with a delicate floral pattern covering the walls of the main entrance. I could see a beautiful garden on the rooftop and a glass swimming pool on the first floor. I stood there taking in the beauty in front of me. "My parents are filthy rich. This is all their money.", Chan said reading my awed expression. Being a person who spent their life working hard for even small things, I always wondered why I was not born in a rich family? Looking at Chan I thought, why does he work so hard even when he comes from such a well to do family. "Woah! This is something really cool. Why do you work so hard if you are so damn rich?", I asked. He looked at me a little amused. "What?", I asked again. His amused expression made me feel a little self-conscious. "Nothing.", he said and started to walk inside. "Hey! You didn't answer my question.", I said running after him. He kept walking completely ignoring my question, and the question about that question.
The main door of the house was pretty modern and sober. I always had a different sort of love for such attractive doors. I was literally drooling over the Arabic patterns and the beautiful borders. Even the handles were pretty. "Okay! Just tell me who designed this house?", I asked. He looked at me and took a deep breath. Even though I was his superior, looking at his house made me feel a little timid in front of him. Suddenly there was intimidating air around this clumsy and sweet little Chan. "This house is designed by my grandfather and elder brother.", he said as someone opened the door. The person who opened the door for us was tiny. She was wearing a beautiful night suit and she jumped straight into Chan's arms. He caught her and they giggled. I noticed how effortlessly he caught her despite carrying my bag. She had the same brown eyes and light curls as Chan, and I figured she was his younger sister. "Hello!", she said peeking at me from Chan's arms. "Hello there!", I said smiling at her. She smiled back showing her perfect white teeth. We entered the house and Chan placed her on the ground. She ran and closed the door behind us. "Oh! Are they here?", I heard a voice ask. "Yes mom.", the little girl replied. She came and stood beside me taking my hand in hers and playing with my ring. "Mira! Come here. Don't trouble Miss Song.", Chan said in a soft yet stern voice. Mira pouted. "It's okay Chan. She is a cute little princess. Let her stay here.", I said pulling her cheeks lightly and earning a small giggle in return. Chan nodded smiling. "She is my little sister. I know you must have figured it out. Out resemblance is rather striking.", he said as we went into the first room. "Yeah! Anyone could tell she is your little sister.", I said smiling at the little girl who was still focused on my ring.
"She is so pretty.", his mom exclaimed admiring my face. I was now sitting in his living room, which obviously seemed straight out of a fairy tale. A beautiful chandelier in the middle with a vintage collection. The room was properly lit and there was a beautiful wine collection flaunting itself flawlessly in a wooden cabin. In front of me, there were his dad, elder brother, sister-in-law, his little sister and Chan himself. His mom was standing beside me showering me with unnecessary compliments. I smiled at her as she touched my hair and told me how beautiful their texture is. Chan seemed a little embarrassed but he was having way too much fun to stop his mom. "So, when do you both plan to get married?", his dad asked. Unfortunately, I was drinking water at that very moment and listening to this unwelcomed question I choked. Chan ran towards me and patted my back to soothe my continuous coughing. "Dad why will I marry her? We are not lovers. She is my boss!", he said feeling awkward. His cheeks were now a little red and his eyes furiously asked his dad to not ask any more questions and make things more awkward. His dad was adamant. His curious eyes were now scrutinising me for giving away any clues that might prove his lovers point. I stared back into his eyes with confidence and said, "Sir, Chan and I have a professional relationship. I am his boss and he is my employee, that's it.". He nodded and smiled before looking away. What was that smile for? "Miss Song, let me show you your room. You must be tired.", Chan intervened before any other family member could get a chance to raise any more controversial questions on our relationship. I nodded and stood up. I bowed and wished goodnight to all the members and followed Chan. We reached the staircase and I was again mesmerised. Even the staircase was beautiful. I took in the beauty and slowly I looked at the whole staircase. But the moment my eyes landed on the last stair I saw something unimaginable. There was a girl in normal teenage clothes, a pair of jeans and a white top. She was standing on the last stair holding some books, but her face is what caught my attention. There was a knife slitting her throat and she had no eyes. Her top was covered in blood and she was smiling at me. "A ghost!", I yelled. I looked around to realise Chan had already climbed a few stairs and I was alone there. Chan looked back when he heard me scream and came running towards me. The girl looked equally horrified as I did. Maybe she wasn't expecting someone would see her. She was a ghost after all. Looking at her blood-stained clothes my head started to spin and the last thing I remember is Chan holding me and that girl giving me a sinister smile.