"That took you guys long enough. I bet you guys just wanted to escape from the torture that Krystal put us through." Youngjae joked as we entered the house. I giggled slightly when I noticed Krystal rolling her eyes.

  "It was a good movie okay. I bet you guys all enjoyed it but just refuse to admit it." Krystal protested, reaching for the pizza boxes.    Within minutes, the food was completely cleared. Mark secretly helped to keep a few pieces for me since the guys and Krystal were like animals fighting for fresh meat that I barely had any at the rate I was eating. Fortunately, everyone was too busy stuffing their mouths to notice anything.    "Seriously Krystal, where does all that fat go? You probably ate an entire large pizza by yourself." I asked Krystal in disbelief. Krystal wasn't just thin, she had practically no fat on her arms and waist for a girl who eats like a pig yet hardly works out. Krystal just shrugged her shoulders.    Krystal grabbed eight cans of coke from the fridge to start the annual ritual. It was tradition for the Singles Club to end the night with a toast with coke.    "Cheers! Jinyoung has left the Single club this year. Wonder how many will be back next year." Jaebum raised his can and we all cheered. I eyed Mark knowingly and he gave me a small smile. Next year. I wonder how things will be next year.   --–---------   A few days went by, Mark and I kept things on the down low. We would talk at night but we would rarely have time to meet since we had to avoid his fan girls and our friends. Sometimes, when we passed each other in the hall, Mark would let his hands brush against mine. He would let his fingers linger and curl around mine for a moment. We would go out of our way to have some alone time together, pretending to get some food so that we would "coincidentally" sit next to each other during lunch or lingering at the back of the group when we headed home after schoo