I was silent without a word and froze. My eyes glued to the TV screen until I forgot to blink. Inside I kept asking, 'Wh-why? Why did you do that?'

Without realizing it, I kept repeating the same question several times. Disbelief and guilt became a feeling that gathered in my chest, like a clot of blood in my heart.

[Newsreader: He was seen at an airport in Jeju. The only son of Kim Myungdae, who is the owner of five huge companies and has been named the number one person in business in South Korea, is also reportedly close to commit violence against an officer at Z terminal.]

Why did he humiliate his family name? Why did he have to do that?

What I witnessed truly made me feel even more guilty. Although I shouldn't feel that way for what he wanted, I couldn't help but think about this.

Daehyun really lost his mind!

[Newsreader: CCTV footage also shows him chasing someone at the Z terminal]

The recording was played and it was the incident at the airport when Daehyun approached me.

[Newsreader: From the CCTV footage we can also see if Kim Daehyun is running into the Z terminal. There is also footage of several people on set, which shows Kim Daehyun running in after someone.]

Hearing about this news, I covered my mouth with both hands, holding back my voice from screaming. This news made me both worried and scared — worried about the bad thing that could have happened was completely my fault.

I was about to turn off the TV and didn't want to hear the news any longer, but no strength could make my body move. My whole body felt stiff and became limp. I was about to slump on the floor, but the knock on the door immediately distracted me.

Instantly I gasped and immediately woke up from this tension. Then, I turned my gaze to the wooden door that was knocked in a hurry.

I stepped weakly in doubt. Once at the door, I took a deep breath and then opened the door carefully.

However, as the door opened, someone who was standing in front of me shocked me even more than before. But, It didn't last long, because the annoyance suddenly dominated my mind.

I was about to sneer, but the sincere smile on his face forced me to swallow my stern words, and spoke gently, "Daehyun, why are you here? I told you if I wanted to be alone."

Hearing about this, his face suddenly turned dark, and his gaze turned cold and deep like a frozen ocean at night.

Seeing his expression, I lowered my gaze, didn't want to see his eyes that seemed to freeze anyone who made eye contact with him. I said in a low voice, "Daehyun, please, leave now. I beg you."

"You're looking down on me? Don't you think that my dogs can sniff out where you are? I've told you that if you don't want to tell me where you're going, I'll find you by myself," he said coldly. Still in the same expression, he continued calmly, "You want to be alone? You must know that I ain't the one who wants to hear such stupid words. You do what you want, and I do what I want. Don't tell me if you still hold grudges on me? Don't look at me as a bad guy. I can really get bad by kidnapping you and hiding you somewhere."

"Daehyun, stop talking nonsense and leave now. I mean it. I don't care if you think that I'm kicking you out right now."

"See? You can't even say your words out loud in front of me. How can I leave?" He snorted coldly. "Forget it. Is this how you greet your guest? At least, let me in first. It's cold out here. My body is half frozen standing here."

I took a deep breath. Because I didn't want to argue with him, I let him in.

Smiling, he stepped inside. He looked around the room, but when he heard the news about himself on the TV, his eyes stopped moving and locked his gaze to the sound from the TV next to this room. He then quickly stepped towards that room.

He stopped for a moment, staring at the TV screen, then chuckling before he turned it off. After that, he went to the sofa and lay down.

The corners of his lips lifted slightly. He put one hand on his head and asked, "Are you worried because of that?"

I sighed, then sat beside him while replying, "Should I answer you? Don't you know how worried I am right now? You shouldn't have done anything that could damage your family's name." I turned to him who was closing his eyes. He looked like a person without problems, then I continued to say, "You know if your family is so close with the media, but you stupidly did such things. What will your father think?"

As soon as I finished my sentence, he opened his eyes carefully, looked at me for a moment before saying, "You don't have to worry. It's a common problem that is easy to solve. I've also clarified everything to—"

"Daehyun!" I shouted at him, interrupting his words that sounded dismissive of this problem, then looked at his face earnestly. "You always think all problems are the same! Now, it's not only your name that you bring to this problem but mine too. What would Mr. Kim think about me? Inciting his son to make trouble or even he thinks that I make his son becoming a troublemaker?" Silence for a moment, I said again with trembling lips, "And ... and the wound on your face ..."

I glanced at the bruise on his face. It was a new wound. What I did know, no one would dare to touch him other than someone who had great power or even greater than his family in business unless that person had courage beyond common sense.

He immediately got up, looking at me with a dead glare while touching my arm. He said sternly, "Chunghee, Enough! I beg you. Don't take that too far." Taking a deep breath, he continued, "Alright, I understand. Now, listen to me. This is my problem and I'll take responsibility for what I've done, okay? And about this problem, I have taken care of everything. I have also clarified to the media at a press conference this morning and it will be closed soon. Everything is in order. Now, don't think about it anymore. Don't burden yourself with something that shouldn't be your problem."

"This is—"

"Chunghee, enough. I don't want to talk about this anymore."

Stunned for a moment, I asked, "Then, the bruise on your face? Your father did that, right?" I looked at him with eyes that were almost crying.

He chuckled. "Alright, I admit it. He hit me when he heard the news about his proud son just caused trouble. I deserved got this."

I was about to scold him and wanted to spit out my words, but I stopped as soon as I remembered that it would be useless to say anything, so I ended up with a sullen face.

I leaned my back against the back of the sofa and glanced at him. "I'm still mad at you."

He sighed in disappointment, then leaned his back beside me. "Chunghee, I've told you the truth — no cap. Tell me, what should I do so you can believe me?"

I was silent without a word. Everything was clear to me and I didn't have to complain anymore.

"Well, if you keep quiet like that, then I will assume that you have forgiven me." Daehyun immediately stood up, then walked to the kitchen.

Seeing him starting to tinker with everything in the kitchen, as if he was looking for something, I immediately got up and walked over to him. I asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I'm your guest. But, you didn't serve me well. I'm starving. Since this morning I haven't eaten anything."

"..."

"You should greet me well, but you instead showed such a face. Next time, when I come, say 'welcome home' with the best smile of you. Greet me like—"

"I'll make a meal for you, then you can leave after that."

There was silence for a few seconds before Daehyun replied, "Chunghee, why are you being cold to me? Did confess my feeling at that time really upset you this much?"

"It's not it. I—"

"Yeah, you want to be alone. I'm sick of hearing that. But, don't expect me to let you," Daehyun cut me off.

I didn't respond to his words and just asked him to sit down at the dining table.

He might be right. But, I couldn't help but worry about a lot of things on my mind.

Even though I shouldn't worry about a lot of things, but doing so had become a habit of mine ever since I started feeling pain from heartache. Until, in the end, I ended up blaming myself.

Since a long time ago, I shouldn't be surprised by something like this but questioning it was like an instinct that I reflexively did.