Kim Chae Ree's POV ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ I was going for a walk outside f(x)'s form, since all the members had schedule. Until I saw a group of girls yelling, pin pointing to a certain person. I heard a familiar cry from behind the crowd of girls. "Yahh! Stop it!" I break through the noisy fan girls with Super Junior banners. They stopped hitting her and stared at me. I made a way through the crowd and saw a girl curled up in a ball. Hearing my footsteps, she curled tighter. I can see stab light bruises on her feet, forehead, and her arms, probably some more on her stomach or her back. Her hair was messy. I pulled her up. I stared at her face, and when she opened her eyes, she said, "Cha.. Chae Ree?" My eyes widened. ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ "Oh My God!" I yelled and hugged her. It's my bestfriend from America! Man I missed her! I hissed at the fangirls and shooed them away. Thank god none of them brought sharp weapons like knives or something. She'd be dead by now if I didn't interfere their groupwork. "Jenny Lee! Lee. Ji. Eun!" I hugged her so tight she flinched. "I.. I'm sorry!" I apologized. She was still shocked after being hit by unknown girls, but she seemed so happy after seeing me. ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ "Chae Ree! Oh my gosh I missed you so much I didn't expect to meet you here!" She smiled and hugged me. After I helped her picking her luggage up, I noticed she had gotten a lot skinnier and there were eyebags aroung her eyes. Her skin was a lot paler than her usual complex. "Ji Eun-ah, what brings you here? And why do you have your luggage? Where are your body guards?" I asked as I locked her big luggage. I noticed that it was a luggage me and her mom bought for her 18th birthday last year. She looked away and kept on gathering things for her luggage. "Jiyah?" I asked once again. She looked at me awkwardly. "A.. Ah," she looked at me and smiled. "My parents wanted me to.. Uh.. Stay here in the apartment while they're still in America. I begged them to comeback to Seoul because I missed you. Ha ha, anyways. I'm not with my bodyguard because I refused them to follow me around because it's annoying." She awkwardly answered. I can tell that Ji Eun's lying, but usually when she lies, she's really really in a depressing situation that she had no choice but to lie. So I didn't pressure her. ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ I helped her up and linked my arms with her. "Come on Jiyaah, let's go to my place and have you cleaned up okay?" I smiled. "I'm grabbing my first aid kit." I said to her. She suddenly jerked her arms away from me, I noticed there's another scrape on her elbow. "Oh my gosh, they clawed you too? Come on let's go Ji yah, before it's infected. Its okay, my sister isn't home." I grabbed her wrist. She pulled back. I raised my eyebrow. "N.. No. I'm just going to clean myself in my place okay! I have to go. I miss you. Ill visit you later!" She waved and dashed into the building before I can caught up with her. She seems so.. Different. She's not that bubbly anymore, and she never had eye bags unless she cried three days straight or something. Why is she even in Seoul? She once told me that she had no intentions in going back to Seoul unless its to visit me. Hmm. Weird. I just shrugged it off and walked of to the mall, I wanted to buy her a surprise gift and give it to her tomorrow. I smiled to myself. ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ Ji Eun's POV ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ i walked to the eleventh floor with a huge pain on my back and my arms. I can't hold on to the heavy luggage, my elbow's not helping. On the elevator, to prevent Kyuhyun from questioning me, I covered the bruise on my forehead with my hair and rolled my cardigan sleeves down. He wouldn't notice the bruise on my feet, right? The elevator door dinged open on the 6th floor, and a girl got in. Why does she seemed familiar? Her hair, her eyes.. Probably some girl I saw in the streets looked like her. Her gaze tensed as she looked at me, and she was a bit surprised when I didn't say anything to her. She seemed to find me familiar too. ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ I bowed a little and take my leave on the 10th floor, not wanting the girl to suspect anything, and she just stared at me weirdedly. The girl was so pale, but she really did seem familiar. I made my way upstairs as I reached for the stairs, and arrived at the 11th floor. My eyes darted around looking for room 1105. I stood there gazing at the door, not knowing what to do. I slowly pressed the bell, and the door opened. I shut my eyes to take in the bash Kyuhyun's going to say, but when I opened my eyes, a guy with a brown hair and gel-ed up was staring at me. Did I heard wrong? I was about to bow apologetically, until the guy said something. "Lee Ji Eun?" He said as if my name is a disgrace. I nodded silently. "KYUHYUN-AH! THAT GIRL'S HERE!" The guy yelled, stared at me from head to toe, and snickered, and left me staring at the empty hallway. 2 minutes later, Kyuhyun appeared with a messy hair, and a plain shirt and his pajama pants. He glared at me. "what took you so long." He asked, but he sounded more like a statement. I didn't dare to answer that some fangirls attacked me, he already told me athousandtimes not to interfere with fangirls. ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ "I.. I.." I didn't know what to say. Before I came up with a good lie, he grabbed my wrist and pushed me in. When I got in, 12 guys stared at me with wide eyes and they were all glaring at me. I still had my shoes on. I.. I didn't have a chance to actually take off my flats. I ran back to the living room and took off my shoes, and wore the home sandals. Kyuhyun pushed me into the house again, roughly. He didn't bother to introduce me to the other guys. "Is this a party?" I asked them without thinking. They didn't say anything but they returned my question with icy cold glares. I ducked my head in shame and bowed to them. "Yaa! What are you doing!?" Kyuhyun stormed from behind me and pulled my shoulder roughly. "I told you to stay, not to impolitely talk to the hyungs like that!" He yelled, exploding. "You didn't tell me you lived with so many.. Boys.." I whispered. His eyes grew wide with rage. "Ya! How dare you use banmal again!? Who told you to talk back to me like that!" He yelled. He raised his hand to slap me, I shut my eyes tightly-- until a guy from the crowd yelled. "Kyuhyun, don't hit girls." He sternly said and focused back his gaze on the news paper he's reading. ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ ​‎​ Kyuhyun grumbled. He then open a door to a room that had a single bed, and the room was entirely messy. "Little girl, this is my room. You put your luggage neatly and clean this room up." He snapped and slammed the door. "Who are you to order me around!?" I barked back in english. I didn't think he understand or he heard me. I opened the door, I'm tired of being ordered around and my whole body aches. "Ya! Kyuhyun-ah! I don't want to clean your room!" I yelled at him, using banmal. Kyuhyun ran to me and pushed me into the room, and hit my head hard. "Don't you dare yell at me or I'll make your life miserable, little girl. Clean this up, don't wake the hyungs up, stupid. You're such a burden." He barked again. I was shocked after he hit me right on the spot where the fans kicked me. I fell backwards and sat on the bed. "Weak!" He said. "I miss sulli." He muttered and slammed the door.