A woman is seen standing in front of a dark brown door in her maid outfit that she always wears every day. Not long after, her right hand rose to knock on the door.
Knock... Knock... Knock...
"Master... young master Yeonsuk..." the maid called out to her master.
Knock... Knock... Knock...
"Young master, it's time for dinner," the maid called back in front of the dark brown door.
Not long after, the door slowly opened.
CLEK
And the owner of the room appeared with his eyes still half closed and his right cheek against the door.
"Ugh... what's wrong..." Yeonsuk said with his hoarse voice and was still half asleep.
Yeonsuk just woke up from his nap, which he should have woken up three hours ago.
But because he was too tired he fell asleep to not remember the time. After all, there was no one in his mansion, only him and his maid.
"Your dinner is ready, young master," said Yeonsuk maid.
Yeonsuk rubbed his face slowly. "What time is it now?" asked Yeonsuk.
"Eight o'clock in the evening, young master," replied the maid.
That's right, the short hand on the clock downstairs pointed to eight. And 20:00 is the time for Yeonsuk to have dinner.
Yeonsuk gently ruffled his hair. "Okay, I'll be down in a minute."
"Alright young master, I will wait for you in the dining room," said the maid who then bowed and walked away from Yeonsuk's room.
Yeonsuk who was still on the threshold of the entrance returned and closed the door to his room again.
...
There was the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs of the mansion. Correct! It's Yeonsuk, our young master.
Yeonsuk walked towards the dining room with his barefoot, while occasionally humming.
Yeonsuk sat on one of the chairs at the dining table. His eyes saw the various kinds of food served on the dining table.
The food looks very sumptuous. Making Yeonsuk look like a king with various dishes served and prepared for him.
But this is how Yeonsuk lives every day. Everything he needs and wants will also be served by his maid.
Yeonsuk looked at his maid. "Have you eaten?" asked Yeonsuk.
"A-ah... me, young master?" said the maid while pointing to herself.
Yeonsuk nodded his head. "Yeah, who else? It's just the two of us in this mansion," said Yeonsuk.
Like I said if it's just the two of them in this palace-like mansion.
Which is normal in this mansion. So no need to be surprised if you see this mansion that is so quiet.
The maid shook her head. "Not yet young master," she answered politely.
"Then come here. Let's eat together," said Yeonsuk calling his maid.
Yes, he wants to have dinner with his maid. Nothing wrong with that right?
"B-but young master... I can't do that," the maid stammered.
She did not dare to sit at the same table and have dinner with her Master. She didn't dare to do that.
Isn't she a maid here? And a maid should not sit with their master at the dining table and enjoy a variety of delicious dishes.
It's not proper for a maid to do that, it's disrespectful... very disrespectful.
Yeonsuk looked at his servant. "I don't like eating alone," said Yeonsuk.
He doesn't like eating alone. Even more so if he had to eat all this food alone in this very quiet mansion.
You don't know how it feels...
The loneliness he always felt in this mansion, emptiness, and silence. There was nothing else he could feel when he was in this mansion other than that.
He admits that he has always lived in luxury. But the question is...
Does he feel happy?
That's the question you should ask him. But then again, no one ever asked him that. Was it because he was too good at hiding the loneliness he felt?
Because so far what people see from him is only the luxurious life and wealth he has.
But no one knows if all this time he lived like a bird in a golden cage.
"S-sorry young master, I can't--"
"This is an order, Jihye," Yeonsuk cut coldly.
The owner of that name swallowed her saliva with difficulty. She hesitantly stepped towards the dining table and sat there with Yeonsuk.
What should she do? She couldn't refuse if it was an order from his master.
And yes, the name of the woman who became Yeonsuk's maid was Jihye, Jihye Kim to be exact. Who had become a maid in this mansion to serve Yeonsuk.
Seeing Jihye sitting with him, Yeonsuk slowly smiled. Because he was no longer alone at the dinner table, as he wished.
"Now let's eat," Yeonsuk said with a smile.
"Y-yes, young master," Jihye said obediently.
...
Heejin just entered her room. She had just finished helping her mother. Maybe her mother had come into the room by now.
Heejin sat herself on the edge of the medium-sized bed. The room is not big, so she can't buy a king-size bed and a lot of stuff.
After all, the king-size bed is very expensive. It would be much better if the money was used to buy other equipment.
Heejin's room is pink and that's because she likes pink. Why? Even though she's a bad girl, there's nothing wrong with her liking the color pink.
Why is everyone only able to judge someone by their appearance? Isn't that very unfair?
Ridiculous, that's the only word that can describe how you like to judge someone based on their appearance.
Heejin glanced at her cellphone which she put on the bed. She then took her cell phone, her fingers moved to enter her cell phone password.
"Usually he would text me," said Heejin while looking at her cell phone.
He?
Who is the 'he' that Heejin is referring to?
"Is he asleep?" Heejin looked at the clock on her phone screen. "But it's still ten o'clock."
Which, there was no way 'he' would be sleeping at this hour. Because Heejin knows 'he' never sleeps this fast.
Heejin then opened her cell phone contacts, looking for one of the numbers she saved in the contact. Then she pressed the green button on her phone screen and put the phone to her ear.
There was a dial tone from the other side.
"Hello? Kyujin?" Heejin said when the call from her was picked up.
"Why? Why are you calling me at this hour?" asked Kyujin from the other side.
That's right, the one Heejin calling now is Kyujin who is her classmate.
"I just wanted to call you," said Heejin.
"Tch, you should know that I was almost asleep," complained Kyujin. Yes, because of Heejin she doesn't sleep to dive into dreamland.
"That means you have to accompany me first," said Heejin who then chuckled.
"Ugh, whatever. Now what?" said Kyujin.
Heejin was silent for a moment. "D-do you know where Yeonsuk is?" asked Heejin.
"Yeonsuk? I don't know, he's your best friend Heejin. Not me," Kyujin replied.
"He didn't text me. That's why I asked you, maybe you know where he is," said Heejin.
Now you know who 'he' is, don't you? That's right, 'he' refers to Yeonsuk. And you've also heard for yourself the reason why she asked Kyujin where Yeonsuk is.
Because usually, Yeonsuk would text her. No, not usually... but always. Yes, Yeonsuk always texts her every day and even Yeonsuk sometimes calls her. But this time Yeonsuk didn't text her at all and it was not something Yeonsuk used to do.
"Listen... Yeonsuk is your best friend, you usually always know where he is," said Kyujin.
"You're right, but... unfortunately I don't know where he is right now," said Heejin. If she knew where Yeonsuk was, she couldn't have called and asked Kyujin like this.
"Maybe now Yeonsuk is at his mansion or maybe he's asleep," said Kyujin again.
"B-but..."
"Heejin, are you worried about him?"
Heejin suddenly froze hearing Kyujin's question to her. Worried? Was she currently worried about Yeonsuk?
"W-worried? N-no... of course not! Why should I worry about him?!" replied Heejin.
"Then, since you're not worried about him, that means you don't need to look for him. After all, I'm sure Yeonsuk is currently in his mansion or asleep."
"Y-you're right..."
"And that means our conversation is over, right? Then, see you tomorrow at school, Bye."
"Oh, bye..."
Tutt... Tutt... Tutt...
The call ended with Kyujin ending the call.
Heejin was silent with herself still sitting on the edge of her bed. She looked like she was thinking about something.
"W-worried? Am I worried about him?" Heejin said. She then shook her head. "N-no... no... I can't possibly worry about him."
BRUK
Heejin threw herself on her bed in a prone position. "No wayyyyyy!" shouted Heejin who was muffled by the pillow.