"Please, hide me somewhere!" She shook his arm.

He blinked constantly. Then he held her hand and dragged her to the storage room. "Aish! Take that off!" He muttered.

"What?"

"That dress!"

"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FREAKING MIND??!!!"

"My mom would freak out if she knew the dress is lost." He said then he took off his jacket. He handed it to her. "Wear this instead. C'mon!" He turned his back on her so she could change. Minutes later, the dress was handed to him. He turned around and his eyes popped out. *So y!* He thought and he fought the urge to whistle. She looked so good on his jacket. He cleared his throat. "C'mon, hide!" He was about to ran towards his mother when she stopped him.

"Wait, what's your name?" She asked.

"Lee Jeong Min."

"Um, I'm Jung Minah." She held out a hand. He smiled as he reached for it and did a handshake. He could swear there's an electric current that traversed a path that began from her hand and reached all the way to her heart.

"Jeong Min-ah, are you there?" He heard his mom's footstep approaching.

"Go and hide." He whispered. Just as when he turned, his mother jerked at his sudden movement. "Oh, omma! I thought you'll be here later."

"Yeah, I'm just cheking on you. I'll be right back, okay? Uh, what happened to that dress? Is that suppose to be displayed?"

"I..I changed the mannequin. I noticed it doesn't look good on the previous one. Um, where's Nana?"

"She's still sleeping. Don't worry, Taeyeon noona is with her."

He shrugged. Taeyeon noona was their neighbor anyway. "Bye, mom." He waved as his mother went out of the shop. He then turned and flung himself inside the storage room. He saw Minah hiding behind the empty boxes. "Minah, my mom's out already."

She slowly showed herself. "Whew! That was close."

He crossed his arms. "Now can you tell me what is exactly happening?"

She sighed as she sat on the comfy chair. He followed her and sat beside her as she started sharing her life.

"What do you think you're doing, Minah?!" Her father's voice boomed throughout the entire house. "Why are you acting so childish?! Aren't you suppose to act like a teenager?! For heaven's sake, you're already eighteen and yo