I pressed the number pad to his apartment very hesitantly. Maybe, I shouldn't be here. I turned around on my heel so my back was facing the door. No, just go in, Hoya. There's a reason why you have this key, I told myself. I nodded slightly and faced the door once again. I unlocked the door quietly and crept in. Slipping my shoes off, I wondered what that boy doing. I dragged my feet across the floor and only soft creaks would sound. I could hear the noise of bed springs in his bedroom. Aha! I continued to make my way to him. There he was, lying flat on his stomach on his bed with his laptop in front of him. Just what is he up to?