She paced, right and left, around the grand living room of their mansion. She mutters to herself as her finger taps on her chin.

"Ugh!" She flops on the white, leather sofa. "I can't just let this continue!"

Mr. Kim rushes towards his wife when he sees her seeming a bit stressed. "Honey, are you feeling okay?" He sits next to her side.

She smiles slightly, seeing how much he cares about her, and feels slightly relived. She takes a inhales before answering him.

"It's just Namjoon-"

"What about him?" He looks at her, tilting his head*

"He- eerr- well," she turns towards him and grabs his large hands, "you know that I love him dearly, and I want to one day, pass our company down to him..."

He nods, "Yeah? Is there something wrong with that?"

She answers him instantly without any hesitation, "Yes."

"Why? Do you think he can't handle the job? Honey, trust me, I know he is growing fast, but I know that he can-"

She cuts him. "No- that's where the problem is. He can't handle the job."

"Why would you say that?"

"Do you realize how much time he is at home? He rarely leaves unless it's for a business purpose like photoshoots or fittings."

"I mean he is homeschooled and most of what he needs is here. Inside gym, pools, we have our own chefs-"

She squeezes his hand then tosses it away from her. "Aish- don't you see? He is here so much of the time that he never talks with anyone other than our employees and us. I doubt he even has a friend considering the circumstances. And as you know, he must be more social if he is going to take over our company in the future"

He opens his mouth in a 'o' shape as he nods, finally understanding what she is worried about. "You don't think he will be able to handle the company because of his social life?"

"Exactly"

"And you want him to interact with people his age and have friends? Real ones."

"Yes," she says, thinking of a solution.

He quickly pops with an idea."Send him to school. Like a real one. Like one filled with kids and teachers, and has rooms-"

She interrupts. "Of course I know what a school is. But I personally don't know if that is such a good idea."

"You said you wanted him to be more social. BAM. At a school, he has the opportunity to be way more social, interact with people his age, possibly get friends- it seems like a good idea to me."

She shrugs. "Yeah, but I am just a bit worried about sending him... What if he has no idea what to do? or he gets lost? or worse- he can't find friends."

"I'm sure he will be fine...- hey, wanna go out? I'm sure that will help feel less stressed and get your mind of things."

"Yes! I would like that" She jumps to her feet, happily.

"Okay," He smiles, seeing her seeming better already.

They walk together, side by side to the door to leave. He grabs his keys off the table.

Mrs. Kim begins to straighten herself when she hears the door open. She sees her son, Namjoon, enter and gets speechless. She begins to think of what she will have to end up doing to help him. She isn't very sure about sending him to school either. As she is lost in though, her husband snaps her out when she sees him gesturing for them to leave. As she walks past Namjoon, she can see how confused he is at the moment.

I'm sorry, I'll explain later, I promise.