The universe had a way of being that cruel, you'd work to death your whole life only to die before seeing it pay off. Sad, isn't it? But if you manage to awaken a sleeping spirit, who promises to bring you back to life, I guess your life wasn't so bad after all.
Moments later, I had filled ten pages with beautiful images. I heard the creaking of a door opening and closing, followed by footsteps approaching, behind me. I turned around as Jungwoo made his way past me and to the kitchen, our eyes meeting for a brief second.
I turned back around, resuming my actions as he opened the fridge.
"YAH!" he shouted suddenly, making me jump, dropping the pencil. Four of his members pilled into the kitchen upon hearing their boss's out burst.
"Is something wrong boss?"
He walked closer to them his face bright red with anger. I watched from the sofa having no clue what was going on. "Which one of you mother-truckers ate my lunch?!"