L’s POV

“HYUUUUUNG.” Sungjong yelled.

“WHAT!?” The rest of Infinite yelled back.

“MYUNGSOO HYUNG.” Sungjong corrected himself.

“WHAT.” I screamed back.

“MAKE ME A CAKE.”

“NO.”

“WHY NOT? YOU HAVE THE BEST… BAKING SKILLS?” Sungjong came up with an excuse.

“Fine. BUT YOU OWE ME.”

*at the supermarket

“Welcome!” A staff member greeted me and I slightly bowed back.

Just then, I saw someone take the last pack of flour on the shelf and my eyes widened.

“WAAAAIT!” I shouted.

The girl’s eyes grew wide from shock as she quickly ran away.

I chased after her but eventually lost her.

Aish…

At the corner of my eye, I saw her light blue shoes behind a stack of ramen.

“Yah!” I stopped in front of her. I placed my hands on my knees and pretended to look tired from running, hoping she would give me the pack of flour.

“Give me that flour.” I looked at the floor.

“W-wae?” She stuttered.

“I JUST NEED IT… AND IT’S THE LAST ONE…” I stated. Well, way to go, captain obvious.

I looked up the girl’s face and jumped back in surprise.

“YOU.” I shakily pointed my finger at her.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN ‘YOU’, HUH? YOU ASK FOR THIS PACK OF FLOUR AND YOU TREAT ME LIKE THIS?” She raised the pack of flour and pointed at it.

“Er… please?” I gave an awkward smile.

“Beg for it.” She smirked evilly.

Why you…

But for Sungjongie, I would do it for him.

Anyways, she doesn’t know who I am.

I got down on two knees and the people around us started whispering and pointing at us. Soon enough, there was a small crowd around us.

“Please, can I have the pack of flour, miss… uhmm…” I shakily said.

“Nam Ji Hye.” She completed the sentence.

“Say it again.” She ordered, before I could stand up.

“Please, can I have the pack of flour, miss Nam Ji Hye…?” I tried asking in the most polite voice I can think of.

“Here.” She threw the flour at me and walked away with a satisfied smile.

Aish. So much for a pack of flour.

Sungjong, you owe me one.

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OOOOOH IT’S L :D