When someone gets lost, they'll somehow find their way back home. Even if they're countries apart.
“Ya, yeobo, where's my shoes?”
“Aish, they're in the cabinet, you big buffoon. Here it is,” says a lady sitting by the door, putting on her heels.
“Hurry up, we're supposed to meet XXXXXXX and the girls before they head on stage.”
Footsteps can be heard approaching at a slow, unhurried pace. A man wearing a maroon polo shirt and brown pants comes from the hallway, holding a large bag in his hands.
“I'm here, I'm here. No need to rush, it's not going to start without them,” says the man.
“That doesn't mean you can be late! What's in that bag?” says the lady before kindly, and I mean kindly, snatching the bag from her husband. Inside is just a bunch of merchandise: fans with XXXXXXX and the girls' faces printed on them.
“Why do you have so many of these fans, and what the hell is this? Where did you get these photocards?” she demands.
“They're for the fans, of course, and these photocards are custom-made with exclusive photos of her growing up! Look how cute she was in elementary school!” exclaims the father, showing off a photocard of their daughter.
“Aish, you're almost sixty years old and you still act like a child. Have you even asked her? Don't you know what privacy is?” scolds the lady.
“It's fine, she loves me,” says the man as he puts on his shoes. “Come on, let's go.”
The husband slides the door open.
Standing on the other side is a young Asian man, frozen mid-motion, a GoPro raised in one hand and a folded piece of paper clutched in the other.
“Oh shit!” he yelps, stumbling back a step.
The husband and wife jump, equally startled, and instinctively move closer together.
“Who are you? Are you a sasaeng?” the lady asks, voice sharp with suspicion.
“You'd better explain yourself before I call the cops,” the husband warns.
“Mianhae, mianhae!” The young man raises both hands, GoPro and all. “I'm Ethan Kang. Are you two by any chance Lee XXX-XXX and Kim XXX?”
The couple exchange a glance, then nod slowly.
Ethan exhales, like he's been holding his breath. “Perfect. I'm here because your son wants to meet you.”
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