"Are you the teen model, Mikaela Shindo-san?" Mika turned around and looked at the business suit-clad man.

"Ah, yes. I was a model, not anymore," Mika answered. But he didn't think the two grocery bags he was carrying was very like his character. He didn't normally think about these things, but the man was really well-dressed that Mika felt mediocre being addressed as a model.

"If you have a moment, I have something I wanted to discuss with you."

"You do?" Mika asked as he remembered Yuu warning him about weird people. He was trying to think of an excuse when the man smiled at him. "Oh, I um, bought some meat and it's best if I went home right away."

"Oh yes. Don't let me get in the way of them. It would be such a waste of food," the man said as he dug into his jacket pocket, "Please, take my card instead. Call me when you have time. I'll be waiting."

For some reason, that last part sent chills down Mika's back. Though Mika swore the man winked behind his shades, he was glad the man walked away. Mika watched as he entered into a very nice looking car and driving off.

As Mika walked home, he looked at the business card that the man handed him.

"A modeling agency?"

~ Look at Me and Smile ~

"You look happy," Yuu commented and Mika smiled wider.

"Of course I am, my boyfriend is making me dinner tonight," Mika said and Yuu scoffed.

"I'm not losing the next bet."

"Says you."

"Yeah, I'm saying I'll win next time."

"You might jinx yourself."

Yuu wanted to retort, but grumbled something instead. Mika smiled but started to fidget with the end of his sleeve as he stared at his phone.

"Hey Yuu-chan, do you like living here?"

"It's not bad. The neighbours are nice and it's close to school. Why do you ask?"

"Well… Have you think about moving?"

"Eventually... Maybe."

Mika didn't press further. He felt there was something off with the way Yuu replied, but Mika himself didn't ask without a motive. Hopefully Yuu would be happy with the surprise.

~ Look at Me and Smile ~

"Mika, why are we here?" Yuu asked. He grew suspicious when Mika pulled him into a newly built apartment building. They were on the elevator and Mika started fidgeting with the hem of his sweater.

"It's a surprise! Remember?" Mika answered. Yuu knew that Mika was acting unusual but his boyfriend never had any ill intent, even if it's by accident.

"I swear if this is a love hotel."

"IT'S NOTHING LIKE THAT!" Yuu snickered at Mika's embarrassed expression. His face was red even to the tips of his ears. It was adorable.

The elevator stopped and the doors slid open. They stepped off the elevator and Mika led the way.

"Mika-"

"It's not a love hotel!" Mika stated as he walked ahead of Yuu.

"I wasn't going to..." Yuu said. He tried to stop laughing but he couldn't stop smiling at how cute Mika was. "I was just wondering if you were bringing me to see your parents or something."

"No... We don't really talk after... yeah…" Mika said as they stopped at the door at the end. There was a number plaque "1201" to the right with the doorbell underneath. "I don't think they really care about me anymore. I'm probably dead to them."

"Mika," Yuu said as he pulled Mika into a hug from behind, "I'm always here for you, babe."

"I know. That's why I wanted to show you this." Mika pulled out a key and unlocked the door. Inside was a roomy apartment that had an open kitchen just to the left of the entrance and a living room with a gorgeous view of the sea. There were also three rooms and two bathrooms, one attached to the master room. The floors were made of hardwood but the light colours made the apartment look brighter. The countertops were a beautiful white marble with chrome applications.

"This places looks like a dream," Yuu said and turned to Mika, "Please tell me you didn't buy this with money. How do you even have so much money?"

"I didn't buy it of course," Mika laughed, "It's really nice right? We can move in any time."

"Mika, did you rent this place? That's still a lot of money."

"No, this place is mine..."

"I need you to be honest with me," Yuu said as he stepped forward and held Mika's hands, "how did you get this place?"

"It was a gift..."

"Mika, who would-"

The door clicked open and two people stepped into the apartment. Yuu didn't have a good feeling about this and stepped between them and Mika.

"Who are you two and how did you get in here?"

"Of course we have the keys," the man said. He spun the key around his gloved finger, his long silver hair sway gently with his movement, "We are the ones who gave Mikaela-kun the apartment. How is it? Is everything to your liking?"

"Mika, what is he talking about?" Yuu asked but Mika only bit his lip as he shied away from the question.

"Allow me to introduce ourselves. My name is Krul Tepes and this is my personal assistant, Ferid Bathory. Our company is very much interested in contracting Mikaela-kun as one of our models. We already know of the situation you were in that ended in your termination. However, we are much more flexible," Krul said as her eyes went from Mika to Yuu. "We do believe that Mikaela-kun has a talent and a great career ahead of him as a model. This is simply a welcome gift for Mikaela-kun, to let him know how sincere we are to having him with our company."

"So this is between you and Mika, right?" Yuu asked as he stared back at Krul, but he knew when to admit defeat. "Then I have no place here."

Yuu walked past Krul and he saw the woman smile in the corner of his eyes. If his uncle knew that they met today, he would never hear the end of it. It's only best if he stayed out of whatever they were talking about.

"Wait, Yuu-chan!" Mika called and ran after Yuu.

"Oh my, such a young and pure love. I wonder how long it will last," Ferid said as he looked at the opened door.

"Mikaela-kun is a smart boy. He knows what the right decision is and he'll come back to us," Krul said, "Call the driver. We're late for the meeting."

"Of course," Ferid said as he pulled out his phone. As the phone was ringing, Ferid noticed something on the kitchen tablet and picked it up. It was a panda bear keychain with two keys on it. He was certain it was not a part of the original apartment and took it with him.