L’s POV

Okay, I need to chill.

Breathe in, breathe out.

I can’t take my breath breath breath.

WAIT. THIS ISN’T OUR SONG. SO IT SHOULDN’T BE STUCK IN MY HEAD.

Naekkeo haja, naega neol saranghae, eo~

MUCH BETTER.

“MYUNGSOO HYUNG.” Sungjong whined.

I kept silent, scared that he would ask me another favour, which will end up with me bumping into that Ji-whatever-her-name-is girl.

“STOP IGNORING ME.” My room door swung open and Sungjong popped his head in.

“Hyung, can you buy us pizza? We’re hungry.” The maknae pouted.

“No.” I looked out the window to avoid his gaze.

“WAE?” Sungjong flung his arms around lifelessly and shook his head.

Damn that aegyo of his.

“Money.” I stuck my hand out.

“What?” Sungjong raised an eyebrow.

“You expect me to buy pizza without money?” I asked in an annoyed tone.

“HYUNG SAID YES. BUT HE NEEDS MONEY.” Sungjong squealed as he ran back to the living room.

So here I am, all alone on the street, girls giving stares, wondering if I’m an idol. Well, ha. I AM an idol.

Cuz baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely~

Ok, girl group songs are allowed to be stuck in my head :)

I looked around and saw a pizza shop.

I quickly rushed over and entered the shop.

“Welcome.” A female voice greeted me.

I didn’t bother lifting my head as I walked over to the counter, hands stuffed in my pockets.

When I looked up to look at the menu above the cashier, I glanced at the cashier.

Oh look, it’s that Ji-whatever-her-name-is girl.

WAIT. OMGSIUFHNCWMEUROGIHMXWIUERFGH.

She jumped back in surprise and tried to imitate me.

“YOU.” She shakily pointed a finger at me.

And guess what finger it was. (a/n: if any of you didn't get the joke, she pointed her middle finger xD)

“Shut up. Let me order.” I scanned the menu board.

“A large Hawaiian pizza.” I mumbled as I looked around for my wallet.

“That will be 10,000 won please.” She punched in something onto the computer.

“HEY. IT SAYS IT’S 9,000 WON.” I put my hands on my hips.

“Idol fee.” She smirked.

“SINCE WHEN WAS THERE SUCH THING AS IDOL FEES?” I gritted.

OHMYCHEESECAKE SHE SAW THE ARTICLE? SHE KNOWS I’M THE AWSOME L.

“Since you stepped into this shop. Hurry up, pay.” She stuck her hand out. Waiting for me to pay.

THEY MEET AGAIN.