In 2002, like him, I entered this flashy and lonely society with the same dream. Gathering by fate, we support each other to move forward in this circle where unspoken rules are greater than strength.
Music, talent, and creation are all he has to do.
What I have to do is to give him the most stable environment so that he can sing with peace of mind.
Ten years have passed and the young boy next door has now grown into a tall man that I need to look up to. I watched him love, I watched him hurt, and I watched him grow up. Love what he loves and hurt what he hurts. And when he was surprised and confessed to me, I realized that it turns out that there is no gain without love.
But I turned around and left.