"Listen to me carefully, nong Pond, as long as the fans don't notice anything, it's fine. You know him, he won't tell us anything anyway. Leave it. Take better care of yourself. No one new has contacted me about you for a month, I have no activity for you, no event or project, absolutely nothing. I'm afraid you'll have to look for something on your own".

Pond wasn't going to give up that easily. Something was wrong with Gemini, and he had to find out what it was. He waved his hand to P'Erin dismissively. He had enough money saved to get him through the next few months, he didn't have to worry about that. He remembered the boy's suspicious, seemingly meaningless statement from two days ago, when Pond had asked him if everything was okay.

"Yes, P', everything's fine, just..."

"Just what?" Pond insisted.

They talked via tablet cameras. Gemini was sitting on the bed in his room, surrounded by books and song lyrics printed on pieces of paper scattered around, and Pond was sitting on a park bench, enjoying the beautiful, sunny weather.

"I miss him".

"You miss who?"

"I don't know! I wish I knew who I miss. I have no idea. Okay, it doesn't matter anyway, tell me, how are you? Are you ready for our mini concert?"

As usual, Gemini was a master at changing the subject.

He had a secret, and Pond wanted to know what it was. He was willing to risk everything, even their friendship and career, to find out. The lack of work only furthered his plans.

On the way back home, Gemini couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched. He was driving his own car alone, but something was bothering him. When he pulled into the driveway of their house, he turned off the engine, grabbed his black leather-look backpack from the passenger seat next to him, and finally mustered the courage to look back.

He froze.

His eyes met eyes so similar to his own that he could have mistaken them for a mirror image of himself. Except there wasn't a mirror that big in his car! His heart stopped for a moment and then started pumping blood faster to his brain. He sat there for a long time as if paralyzed, just staring mutely at the figure sitting behind him.

Suddenly, an unexpected sound appeared: the splash of a drop of water, his signal of a new message on his phone. This forced him to look away from his unexpected passenger. He took his phone out of the holder next to the steering wheel and read the message.

My best bro Pond: you did great today! What do you say we go to our bar to celebrate?

Gemini weighed the pros and cons for a moment.

He knew that Pond had too much free time due to the lack of work, but he himself couldn't afford it, he still had a lot of responsibilities waiting for him, not to mention the dancing classes for which he had no right to be even a second late, preferably if he was ahead of time. During these classes, he was most often accompanied by Joong Archen Aydin, a handsome young man with not quite Thai features and bleached to light brown, shiny hair, which he considered his greatest pride. Joong was much better at dancing than Gemini, and Pond didn't even need these classes. That evening, it was just the two of them to practice together with their choreographer.

He replied quickly.

Gem: I would like to, but I can't. Didn't Chen tell you that we still have evening classes? Dance lessons. I don't think we'll get out of there until 11 p.m., sorry

My best bro Pond: so maybe I can join you? If u don't mind?

Gem: okie dokie, you can come. Wherever you go, just don't be late or they won't let you in!

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