Restless... or even more so simply exhausted, Chung-Ho still couldn't find any solace. Even when he was leagues apart from his situation, it still plagued him horribly. It was like the image of his family was nipping at his ankles, seeking his attention with whimpers. A quick breath puffed his fair cheeks before filing out. Dark eyes were peering out the full-wall window when a vibration shook in his back pocket. Pulling his phone out, swiping the code in before reading the text message from his most recent girlfriend. She wanted to meet him at a bar. 

He brought up the time on the same phone. [i]I have a class in about fifteen minutes.[/i] 

Swiftly he typed up a response, planning for them to meet later tonight rather than at the moment. His etiquette classes were important, he was behind on his dinner mannerisms, or more so his toast making and receiving rules. It was all tedious but if he didn't learn than he'd be a fish out of water when it came time for it, no matter what the occasion was. 

Just as expected, three knocks resounded from his hotel door. He turned around and grabbed his matching suite jacket for his outfit, which wasn't too far from formal. A dash of style from his home country gave him an unapproachable appearance, and yet, a exotic uniqueness in a crowd. He stepped out from the room, paying no mind to acknowledge the man standing outside his door. As usual they would escort him to his classes and wait for him to be done, only to leave once all of classes were finished. 

[i]What a lifeless life I live. Chin-Sun, are you enjoying the riches... or are waiting to spite me with the Moon group's responsibilities?[/i] He lowered his eyes in a significant moment of somberness as he walked down the stairs, his full lips closing tightly in surrender. [i]I have no choice, do I?[/i] He asked his subconscious, knowing very well that his answer or [i]any[/i] answer, would never come.