L’s POV

“Stop it. Don’t ruin your image.”

I peered over my shoulder and saw Ji Hye grabbing my shoulders.

Ji Hye goes to this school as well?

Okay…

“You need to cool down, mister.” Ji Hye pulled me to the rooftop of the school.

“Stay here.” Ji Hye said and ran off.

I onto the railings as a soft breeze brushed against my face.

As I blanked out, a bottle of water in front of my face snapped me out of my thoughts.

I looked to my right and saw Ji Hye holding the bottle of water and smiling.

What’s up with her?

I silently took the bottle from her and started sipping the cool water.

“You must be wondering, why I stopped you from hitting her.” Ji Hye leaned against the railing.

“Mhmm. That deserved that.” I squinted my eyes due to the sun’s rays.

“You’re an idol. Shouldn’t you care about your image? You could get a lot of anti-fans, you know.” Ji Hye raised an eyebrow at me.

What am I thinking.

I almost lost my sanity and image in front of the school…

“By the way, how come you attend this school?” I looked at Ji Hye.

“What do you mean? I can go to any school I want.” Ji Hye scoffed.

“Anyways… thanks for saving my uhm… image.” I awkwardly smiled at Ji Hye.

“Stop smiling like that. You look ugly.” She lightly slapped my shoulder and walked off.

YOU DID NOT JUST CALL ME UGLY.

.

I FREAKING APOPLOGISED TO YOU!

Ji Hye’s POV

*After school

I quickly changed into my work uniform and headed to the counter and took over the cashier.

I fished out my phone and started playing games since there were no customers.

Suddenly, when I was about to beat my high score, piercing screams filled the air.

I snapped my head up and saw a handsome face in front of me.

H-Hoya?

“Welcome.” I bowed.

“Oh hey, I saw you this morning at school, right?” Hoya tilted his head.

“Huh? Oh… Right.” I meekly smiled.

Hoya’s POV

She looked so different in her work uniform…

But she looked cute. >3<

*cough*

“Uhm... I would like a large pepperoni pizza.” I took out my wallet from my back pocket.

“9000 won please.” She put my order onto the computer.

“HEY!” Someone called from behind.

I turned around to see Myungsoo trudging towards the counter.

“What do you want.” The girl sent glares towards Myungsoo.

“HOW COME HE DOESN’T GET IDOL FEES, HUH? ISN’T HE AN IDOL?” Myungsoo put his hands on his hips.

“Myungsoo… calm down, and get back to the van.” I pushed him out of the door.

“Oh? Isn’t that the same customer? The one with muscle problems?” A head popped out from the kitchen.

MUSCLE PROBLEMS?

MYUNGSOO IS COMPLETELY FINE.

WAIT.

HE CAME HERE BEFORE?

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