Third Individual's POV
'Friends'. That word is very foreign to Yeong Gi. Ever since he was a child, he was pampered with affection, and blessings. But he has never made a friend. Or perhaps, a real friend.
Everyone who reached out to him to be his friend only wanted two things. Fame and money. Perhaps that's the reason why he's been living his life, hesitant to make friends because he's scared of the fact that he'll only take advantage of.
"Hey dude..." Seo ya mumbled. "Why are you crying?" She asked, concerned. Yeong Gi , unaware of his actions said, "Oh." We wiped his tears like nothing happened. "Oh don't mind me haha. I've been a bit sensitive lately," Yeong Gi said, smiling.
It wasn't long till the movie ended. They went out of the theater and when they saw it was almost dusk. Perhaps around six in the evening. The skies are darkening as the sun sets; casting the world around in a soft, pink hue.
