L’s POV

I went to Jonghyun hyung’s room to borrow his guitar.

“hyung, can I borrow your guitar?” I asked.

“ok ok ok, bring it back as soon as you’re done using it.” He reminded.

He was busy chatting with his girlfriend on skype. I went near the screen to see what they’re talking about.

“Hyung!!!” I yelled. “what???” he yelled back. “can I borrow this too?” I asked. “just get what you want and go, I’m busy.” He said. I went out and saw him smiling like a fool in front of the screen. Hyung really loves Seohyun noona, her sister, Suzy is kinda cute too but is very stubborn. “Jonghyun!!! L!!! food is ready.” Sica noona called us.

“Hyung is busy chatting with Sehyun Noona. Maybe he’ll skip meal” I said.

Seohyun Noona and Suzy are very smart, they were both excelerated 2 years so Seohyun noona is at the same year level as Hyung. My siblings and I developed the ‘cold’ image. My friends are unlike me, they are the playful and warm type of guys especially Sungyeol and Dongwoo Hyung.

Hoya is the silent type,

Sungjong is the diva type,

Sunggyu Hyung is the bossy type.

And Woohyun is the ‘pleasing everyone’ type.

At school, we are the most popular people. But in reality we’re just like everybody else. Noona is already done with her studies, she now works as a model for different products and she has also been on the covers of numerous magazines.

Hyung is sorta low profile. 

“Myung, it’s Umma’s birthday today, what should we give her?” Hyung said.

“I dunno” I said, Umma and Appa is in America for a year now, Noona is the one watching over us.

“let’s just talk about it later.” He said. “Okay” I agreed.

I had slept the whole period, Suzy woke me up.

“L, it’s recess, let’s eat.” She pulled me up.

“I’m not hungry” I said.

“I know you, and I know you are.” She insisted.

“Aissh, I really am not hungry” I complained and scratched my head.

But she kept on pulling me and I gave in.

Suzy’s POV

“L, it’s recess, let’s eat.” I pulled him up.

“I’m not hungry” he said.

“I know you, and I know you are.” I insisted, I’m sure he’s hungry. I can hear his stomach rumbling.

“Aissh, I really am not hungry” he complained and scratched his head.

But I kept on pulling him and finally gave up.

If I’m stubborn, then what is he?