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Hongjoong signs as he wakes up to the sound of his alarm, trying to get up he sees his cat, milky,sleeping on his chest. Trying not to wake the kitty up, he grabs his phone and looks at the time.
7:40 am
It was still an hour left for him to go to his work, he doesn't remember why he set the alarm so early.
Putting his phone back on the bedside table, he grabbed his cat making sure it wasn't disturbed, cuddled it and went back to lala land.
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Hongjoong groaned as he heard the voice of a knock on his door, curling into a ball ,he hoped the knocking would eventually stop but it didn't, much to his annoyance.
Groaning, he got out of his bed,put on his slippers and walked to the door,opening it to see his neibougher, Jung Wooyoung at the door.
"Good Morning, Hyung" he said with his high pitched voice and happy smile.
Wooyoung was a university student who was studying acting, and had developed a some what friendly relationship with Hongjoong . He would stop by from time to time and check on him or just hangout when he was bored.
"Good Morning " answered Hongjoong sleepily.
"Aren't you going to work today, hyung"
Oh Shit! He forgot.
"You forgot ,didn't you" smirked Wooyoung as Hongjoong ran to his room to check the time.
8:40 am
He was so late.
His boss was gonna murder him..... he ran as fast as he could ,getting ready in record time and ran back to his room to grab his suitcase ,then to the kitchen to grab a piece of bread and ran back to the front door where Wooyoung was still standing , trying to hold in his laughter.
" You are not going to university today right "
"Yup"
"Then look after Milky please, feed her on time ,ok"
"Don't worry hyung,Milky is gonna be okay but your not if you get to work late".
"Your right, gotta go ,bye" screamed Hongjoong as he showed the keys at wooyoung and ran out the door.
He ran through the hallway ,down the stairs and out on to the street
Running through the congested neibougherhood ,he ran on to the main road,and got right in time before the bus left.
Getting in,he took a deep trying to calm himself, as he grabbed on to a handle for support.
He let out a deep sign again and looked out the window at the hustle bustle of Seoul.
He wasn't originally from Seoul but had moved their from Gwanju in order to pursue his carrier as a producer. His parent's were against this as they wished for him to stay and pursue a stable job like business or finance but music was his passion. So in order to pursue it ,he had moved to Seoul with a little help from his grandma.
But he soon learned not everything was sunshine and rainbows, he moved from entertainment company to entertainment company but nothing worked out, soon in order to survive and feed himself he got a job as a clerk in a multinational firm.
Though it wasn't much it was enough to feed him and fulfill his basic needs . He could always return home but he didn't want to see his parents again ,not until he had achieved what he had set out for .
A jolt pulled him out of his train of thoughts as the bus stop. Realizing that it was his station, he ran out of the bus and into the building.
He had thankfully reached right on time, sighing in relief ,he sat down his chair ,put down his suitcase and booted his PC open to begin his work.
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Hongjoong let out a yawn as he walked out of the building.
It was finally off time,he couldn't wait to go home and cuddle with milky. Thankfully, it was Sunday tomorrow, he could relax a bit.
Walking across the street ,he looked up the at the huge screens on the building displaying a picture of a actor modeling for a perfume add.
It was Park Seonghwa , Wooyoung's favorite actor who he wouldn't stop talking about.
He wouldn't stop mentioning the actor at any given moment.
Hongjoong never understood what was so special about this actor. Yes,he was undeniably handsome.
But Hongjoong could guess that deep down he was nothing but a snobbish ,self centered brat like most actors were these days.
He walked to the bus stop and took the evening bus home. On the way he nearly fell asleep and woke up when the bus stopped.
He walked through the neibougherhood ,eyeing the shabby houses and unpaved roads till he reached his own equally shabby apartment building.
Climbing up the stairs, the elevator was busted again, he reached his room ,opening the door ,he found Wooyoung on the couch with milky on his lap watching a movie starring Park Seonghwa ofcourse.
He crashed on the crowd exhausted ,nearly falling asleep there and then.
"How was your day?Judging by how you look not good" said Wooyoung eyeing him with sympathy.
Hongjoong, just groaned in answer.
" Seonghwa is starring in this movie , I want to be like him one day " said Wooyoung eyeing the TV with starry eyes.
Hongjoong looked at the TV which was playing some romance movie, Park Seonghwa acting as a tragic lover of some sort.
He was never interested in the genre anyway.
Getting up, he headed off to the bathroom, taking a hot shower and refreshing himself.
He walked back in the living room and into the kitchen. Opening the fridge he found out some leftover ramen, which he dually warmed and brought into the living room .
After his dinner and bidding Wooyoung goodbye who was called by his mother. He decided to produce some tunes.
He walked over to his studio and plopped down in front of the PC.
This studio of his was a corner of the living room where his computer and a few equipment was placed.
He didn't have enough to afford a good living space, how could he afford a studio and good producing equipment.
But he wasn't hopeless he believed that one day he would be recognized for who his talent and his songs would be played all over the world.
Cracking his fingers, he opened the computer, ready to produce some songs.