“~~~~ah, I have to tell you something honest.” Gayoung confessed.

“Honest?” You asked as you closed the cabinet

“Ah ha! So you bought those for me right?” You narrowed your eyes as you point your index finger on Gayoung.

“Aniya… it’s… it’s Sungyeol…” Gayoung trailed off the last word.

Your smile turned into a frown

“Sungyeol?”

*Why?*

“It’s Sungyeol who gave it to you, not me. He didn’t want you to know it was him. So…” She shrugged.

“SUNGYEOL?!” You snapped out of thoughts.

“Uhh…” She was a bit stunned that you’re over-reacting.

*Aishh, what’s wrong with this guy.*

You rushed out of your dorm and ran to Infinite’s practice room; you didn’t care how cold it was.

“Oh, ~~~~, why ---“ You ignored the manager who is at the door and budge in.

“LEE SUNGYEOL!” You shouted across the room.

The seven of them stopped what they were doing and all eyes on you.

You didn’t care; you held onto Sungyeol’s wrist and dragged him out, along the way you took a random jacket by the chair and closed the door.

"..."

“She… took my jacket…” Hoya broke the silence.

The rest stared blankly at the door trying to digest what just happen.

--

“Yeobo~, where are we going?” Sungyeol asked while you continued dragging him.

You stopped and turn to him.

“You!” You took a stepped in.

“Mwoh?” he took one b