"Is this where you live?" I ask clearly surprised and dazzled. "It's not what I expected, wow."

"For the world's greatest Director V, no but for me Taehyung, it is," He says switching on the lights, proving that it looks way bigger then it is in the dark. Either way this night makes this house look so much heavenly and dark at the same time.

His name is so sweet and suits him. Although I feel like I've heard it before. I walk down the few steps going to the white leather couch laying all my belongings down.

The whole view is so surreal like it's out of a cartoon. Aesthetic drawings are graved beautifully into the walls, the light is shaped into a mini chandelier with diamonds, the couches are all the same colour but the way they hold onto the wall or compliment everything around in a spectacular manner. "It's artistic and aesthetically pleasing,"

"Thank you. Do you want something to drink?" He asks. I turn my head hearing his voice but not seeing him. I walk to where last I heard his voice finding him in the kitchen holding a big fancy glass of beer. I say beer because there's a beer can right next to the glass. He puts it down on the table moving away before bringing a smooth glass and puts it on the counter where I am. "Water, juice? Anything really. I have it all,"

I smirk at his arrogance. "Beer,"

His eyebrows raise but he goes back to some place in the kitchen brining out a can of some kind of soft pink fuzzy drink.

"Strawberry flavoured? That isn't beer," I childishly complain. "I don't want to be sober when learning, not half there or in pink town"

"But I want you to be sober when learning, not half drunk or half in and out of my teachings," he mimics my whining taking another drink of his beer while removing his wrist button. I follow him out the kitchen to the living room with my own glass of the fuzzy drink. My dad would definitely kill me if he saw me drinking. He sits on the leather couch going through his file.

"Are you there in pink town?" He asks hinting to my drink.

"Oh so it's okay for you to be half here and not here?" I ask as I admire his hands ignoring my buzzing vibrating phone. I turn it upside down focusing as he speaks.

"It is okay for me personally, because alcohol doesn't reach me or catch me anymore. It's like strong coffee," he answers with a smile.

"How is coffee like alcohol?" I ask.

"They both push you away from sleep,"

"You sure love your coffee," I smile at the end as he just closes his eyes with a smile.

"Coffee is something I had to adjust to as well. I was a tea person," he nods his head turning to me. "I'll try and convert you to coffee as well,"

"Initiate my soul," I playfully say.

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"Firstly, let me ask you this. Why do you want to become an actress? Which moment in your life made you realise that you want to follow in this path?" He asks turning his head so that he's looking at me side ways. "Because their are people out there who are trying to force themselves into acting but yet have no real desire,"

I can trust him. I just feel that. So far we've been doing a lot of dialogue and he's showed me different ways to manipulate a sentence into various moods. So this question is out of the blue and shocking, before we get down to the real stuff.

"I.." I stumble and wait as it's suddenly now hard to look for the right words to say. "I had a friend. He passed away.. I also had a little brother who passed too,"

I open my eyes to slowly look at him, he seems hesitant and sad. He turns his gaze to the wall and I follow it, there's an art engraved on it. It's a sculpture of dangerous splashing waters and arms trying to reach out

"How about I go first? Talking about death can kind of be hard. So let me talk first, you'll be more comfortable knowing you haven't dealt with death alone," he says with a reassuring nod. I sincerely smile nodding my head. At least he read my mind. "I'll start from when I was younger... Since I was a child. I always felt this sense that I didn't belong. That I had to adapt to the way things were so that I could feel that I belonged, like fitting in. As I grew up and older I thought I had found myself and found what I truly am, until life didn't make sense anymore. Everything I loved was taken away. My wife, my child and even if I don't want to include it, my brother as well were.. murdered. I just had so much emotions in me. I had to find a way to channel them,"

I try to picture his life the way he expresses it. The way I hear it is that he's loved and lost in every area and stage of his life, so death is sadly common for him. He lost his wife and child. That must've been devastating. He even lost his own brother, so he'll get what I'm talking about.

"I started acting immediately after an incidental fate happened, I couldn't move on from my wife and just decided to make a play. My wife once said that the most personal is the most creative. I engraved it in my heart and embarked on a new journey. I didn't think I'd enjoy it, but I did. I just found myself really into it and so I tried to do my best every second and every hour. You know, get to walk in somebody else shoes and be like them and see how it feels. Then I moved onto writing my own stories and scripts because people always have stories," he chuckles. "My wife always said that there was always a story to tell and yeah..I got into fantasy and thriller because my life is full of thrill. Fantasies exist all around me. I wasn't looking for money anymore I just wanted to express and set my heart free." He smiles a little. "The term Director came from the previous manager in the building. He put me in charge of facial expressions because he said I had 'the face.' I guess that.. I finally accepted that my wife was gone and it helped me move on. Your story doesn't have to be all that detailed like mine, my story is detailed because I've lived longer," he smiles.

I smile at that and when he diverts his eyes away from the wall and back to me, I quiver.

"What touched your soul to be an actress? Money, fame, loss?"

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Chapter 8