"In Thailand, I lived with my grandmother. She passed away recently, there's not a lot for me there. That's why I wanted to leave and go somewhere new and exciting. I want to see things, do things, experience life." He knew that a lot of people said that in a whimsical way but Ten was dead serious and he was the kind of boy who'd make it happen. He was good at driving forward, doing what he wanted and worrying about consequence later.

"Don't you worry about me, handsome. I worry about me." Ten smiled and reached out, poking Minjun's cheek playfully. "Trust me, I wouldn't charge a boy like you. This isn't work, it's just ... playing. Yes? Is that the word? We play."

Some boys back home used to call him the cute devil, a tempter, he had a way of talking to people. After all, he might have looked young and seemed fragile but he knew very much what he wanted and how to get it. He didn't need Minjun's pity. "Stop worrying about me."