I could see that Yukwon was getting flustered. He didn't take his eyes off of that girl who was standing in front of him. "You can't be in here," he spoke. "I'm in the middle of practice."   "Yukwon-ah," she pleaded walking forward.   As she walked forward Yuwkon moved back. "I don't know how the security guard let you in, but you have to leave."   "I'm sorry I came without informing you, but I really need to speak to you," she said as she walked towards him and this time he didn't move.   When all of this was unfolding I was standing there not knowing what to do or say.   "Come on," she said, her handing reaching for his face wanting to caress his cheek. Before she could touch his face he grabbed her wrist before gently moving her hand away from him.   He stared at her, his eyes filled with anger. "I'm busy."   "Fine," she sighed. "I guess I'll just give you time to cool off. I'm sorry I barged in like this." She backed away slowly exiting the practice room. The sound of her heels slowly fading away.   Part of me wanted to ask Yukwon about what the heck just happened and part of me just wanted to stay quiet. He looked angry yet anyone could see that speck of sadness in his eyes. "A-are you okay?" I spoke. I didn't want to know who that girl was or what exactly is their relationship. I only wanted to know if he's okay because I didn't like seeing him hurt. I hesitated before putting my hand on his shoulder, but he shrugged it off.   "We're done for the day. You may leave now," he sighed. Grabbing his stuff he exited the room before me.   * * *   Lying down on my couch I ran a hand through my hair. It was now 12 in the afternoon. I came back to my apartment like an hour ago. After taking a shower and eating some ramen I was now resting. For some reason I couldn't stop thinking about that women who claims to be Yukwon's 'friend'. I sighed sitting up straight. "It's none of my business so why think about it?"   It was nearing the time for my shift at the cafe so I grabbed my house keys and bag before walking out the door locking it behind me. Luckily I wasn't late and got just in time. My manager who was sitting behind the counter shook her head in satisfaction.    "Today is salary day, so after you finish your shift come to me," she said walking up to me.   "Sure," I bowed before walking behind the counter and wearing my apron. I felt someone pat my shoulder so I turned around and was faced with Cha Hakyeon. I was then reminded of our so called 'date'.   "How are you?" He smiled at me.   "I'm fine," I gave off a grin.   "You haven't talked to me since that day we met up. Is something wrong?" I could tell that he was concerned.   "Oh no no!" I shrugged it off, "I was just busy with practice that's all."   "I see," He nodded looking away.   Suddenly I see a familiar face walking into the cafe. It was that girl. Yukwon's friend. She walked up to the counter I was standing behind.   "Oh I know you," she furrowed her brows looking at me.   "Ah....yes we met earlier today at the entertainment company," rubbing the back of my head awkwardly I saw that she was still staring at me.   "D-do you want to order anything?" I broke the silence.   "Um yeah, I'de like one iced Americano please."   "Coming right up," I smiled as I cashed in the money she gave me.   Walking up to the table she was sitting at I set her drink in front of her as she was busy reading her magazine.As I was about to walk away she grabbed my wrist. Turning around I looked at her confused. She looked up from her magazine and let go of my wrist before crossing her arms.   "My name is Park Raemi by the way. What's yours?"   "I'm Kim Juyeon. It's nice to meet you," I bowed.   "Kim Juyeon-ssi," she started, "I'm having a  party tonight and I was wondering if you would like to come?"   "A party?" I questioned.   "Yes. Yesterday was my first day back in Korea as I was studying aboard in America for 4 years. I got a new apartment and wanted to make a party."   Wow, this girl is something....   "S-sure, I guess I could come by."   She grabbed a napkin and got out a pen from her purse writhing something down. "Here's the address," she handed me the napkin, "The party starts at 8 pm."    After finishing my shift at 5p