"Okay, it's right here. I'm sure of it." "That's what you said the last four times," you raised an eyebrow at your childhood friend, "And every time you've been wrong."

What happens when you find a mysterious book at the bottom of a box?

He didn't know who you were or what your name was, heck he wasn't even the one who took your order, but he just couldn't seem to take his eyes off of you.

“Don’t be nervous,” he says quietly, “I know you’re very talented so you have nothing to worry about. Just sing. Okay?”

"You are so beautiful to me girl~"

You were sure that she wasn't the one for him.

  “Can’t you stay longer?” “You know I can’t.”

  He grunted in reply and stomped into the kitchen. "What's wrong with him?" you mumbled with your eyebrows furrowed.

  "Can we talk?" you asked. "Now? At," he glanced over at the clock on his bedside table, "two o'clock in the morning?"

  "Why aren't you freaking out?!" you demanded. "I'll tell you, if you calm down," Tao said, looking into your eyes.

Just recently arriving in Korea, the last thing you expected was meeting a K-Pop Idol.

“Listen here, kid,” Zico says in an intimidating voice. But the little boy is unfazed. He simply continues to glare at Zico as the older boy bends down to meet him at eyelevel.

“Oh no,” you shake your head and wave your hands in front of you, “I can’t dance.” “Aw, come on!” he deep baritone voice rings, “Everyone can dance!”

"It is," he insisted, "You have a gift."

  "It's just," she paused as she collected her thoughts, "We were a little shocked when we found out that Jinyoung was dating ..." "A foreigner?" you suggested.

“Despite what a lot of people think, I know you’re not incapable,” he told you sincerely.

Aegyo = his strength.... Drawing = his fault

  "I'm not perfect or beautiful," you mumbled. "Well, you are to me," Chunji insisted, "You always have been."

Was this the perfect dream or a terrible nightmare?

  "So … now what?" you hesitantly asked the boy sitting next to you. "I don't know," Dongwoo shrugged, keeping his eyes lowered, "I didn't think I'd actually get this far."

  "I don't know," he tilted his head to the side, "Don't you think it might be a little too much?" "Mmmm, not really," you shook your head and continued to look through the glass.

  "Would you care for something to drink?" Yukwon glanced up at the flight attendant and pulled on the chord of his right earphone.

“Watch out!” Ricky screamed and pulled you out of the way of a car that was flying down the wrong side if the street at a speed that was way above the legal limit.

"I was wondering, hehe," he let out a nervous laugh, "if you wanted to, um, dance … with me?"

"Didn't think of telling me that you're the sister of my sworn enemy?"

"These are my favorites," he said as you used the arrow keys to flip through the pictures.

  "And not everyone at this school is like that," he quickly added. "I know," you said as you looked up at him.

Arguements happen... Couples fight all the time... Fighting is normal... isn't it?

  "You have nothing to worry about. Those guys are like brothers to me," you insisted. "Yeah, but are you like a sister to them?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Don't get me wrong, I love you. I really do. But it seems like you're developing an obsession with me."