Hana 's P.O.V

I sat back on the bed feeling troubled , and hungry . I haven't eaten anything since breakfast and it seems that nobody else have either , since we were all busy preparing to welcome jungmin . I stood up again as I spotted some small boxes that are still not arranged and started moving the things inside of them to where they were supposed to be and suddenly I heard a voice from down stairs " hello ! Is anybody home?" I stopped as realisation hit me , this voice didn't belong nor to Jimin nor Chanyeol , I wasn't Mr.park's either , and definitely not Mrs.park 's . I started panicking as I had no idea what I'm supposed to do in this situation while going back and forth in the room . it can't be him , right ? He's supposed to come home when everybody are here . " put your hands where I can see th-what the f.." He trailed off mid sentence . by now I was staring at the handsome man in front of me , who's wearing a blue shirt -which is my favorite color by the way- with wide eyes , he was pointing a gun towards me , is he going to shoot ? I'm so ed , should I run ? Is it even possible for me to ru- "Hi , um , who are you?" He asked in a soft voice while lowering the gun and I immediately felt relieved "i-i'm Hana , uh , you must be j-jungmin  " why did I stutter " yeah that's me ," he paused for a few seconds eying me from head to toe and i couldn't help but feel uncomfortable "it's been a while , Hana , you're all grown up now , you look so , uh , pretty