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23

Mina p.o.v

Furiously I rushed through the hallways and tried to forget what just had happened.

Hopefully Taehyung didn't see my reaction, the last thing I needed right now was him thinking I'm strange.

After kissing scene with Bogum and Soyi Taehyung had that sparkle in his eyes, which only appears when he looks at Soyi, and I couldn't help myself but run away.

All I wanted was to go home and sleep or maybe cry my eyes out in Jihee's arms. Quietly sobbing I put my hands into my jacket to pull the phone out, but all my hand could grab were some old candy papers.

"Right..", I remembered, "I lost my phone."

It wasn't the first time, that my phone disappeared, I usually lose it several times a day, but it's never been gone gor so long. I had already checked all the places, where I usually find it again, but it wasn't there.

Or maybe?

I shook my head. This can't be...

Maybe someone took it?

Furrowing my eyebrows I passed the restaurant and noticed that the cook, a friendly old man and a good friend of our family stood in there, lonely, and prepared the food.
When he spotted me out there, he winked at me with a cute smile.

After I had wiped away the little tear on my cheek, I entered the restaurant and greeted him.

"What happened?", he interrupted me and sceptically squinted at me. He just knew me better than anyone.

Embarassed I bowed my head and faced the floor. The white haired man put his hand on my shoulder and comforted me.

"I guess I have lost my phone.", I sniffed.

"So that's why you are crying?"

"Yes..", I lied and forced a smile.

"Did you put it into your shoes again?", he chuckled amused and handed a tissue over to me.

"It may also be stolen, I'm not sure..."

With big eyes the cook stared at me and then looked around, if anyone was watching us.

"There is something odd going on on this set..."

"What do you mean?"

As someone was entering the restaurant, he pulled me into the kitchen where he offered me a chair and a cup of tea.

"You maybe remember that blackout last week? Everyone said it was an accident, but recently I found out, that someone was at the junction box."

"You mean like...?"

"...someone manipulated it and caused a blackout."

"Why would someone do that?"

The cook shrugged his shoulders and then carefully inspected the actors that were streaming into the restaurant.

Just as I wanted to leave, the old man called my name and then mumbled: "There is another thing..."

"Huh?"

"The director came to me yesterday and told me about a letter he got."

"And?"

"It was a threatening letter, that said, if he wouldn't stop the film shooting, he would make this place a living hell."

The fear in the cooks eyes surprised me. He was scared.

"There is no sense in assuming the worst. Maybe it's just a coincidence?"

"I have to work now, will you promise to not talk about this with anyone?"

Rapt in thought I nodded and left the restaurant through the back exit.

Heading to the bus stop, all of a sudden I heard a familar voice talking.

Soyi?

Curiously I stepped closer and hid behind a drinks despenser.

"I can't believe he did that..."

Was she crying? Peeking through the glass I saw the person she was talking too.

Taehyung.

"Me neither... Are you ok?"

"I-I don't know."

"Do you want to come to my place?"

"Rather not, he lives there too you know..."

"You're right... Wait are you crying again? Come here."

Soyi sniffed silently and burried her face in Taehyung's shoulder, who was gently patting her back.

Then, quietly, but clearly I could understand the last phrase of Taehyung, before they went to Soyi's car. Shocked I watched them drive away and heard my heart pounding loudly in my chest. Was this really the Bogum I knew?

"I can't believe Bogum hit you..."

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