[Seohyun’s POV]

I know I was harsh. Being in the limelight for almost five years has taught me one thing; good impressions will make people favor you more. But Jung Yonghwa… After all that happened that one stupid night, I couldn’t pull up my innocent smile and give sugary compliments to him anymore.  He’s always a stupid cow to me, nothing more.

But when we had our so called ‘date’ at the cinema just now, I can’t help but to feel a little annoyed at his cold acts. People were taking pictures but he pretended like he didn’t know me and I was the one who kept holding his hand. Now what does make me look like? How embarrassing!

Walking alone towards the SM building, I keep my face tight and cool. Maybe I can practice dancing or singing inside instead of feeling infuriated at that stupid date before but when I make my way into the front door, I halt when I see an unfamiliar figure standing back facing me.

Long blonde hair, slender legs, wearing a casual white t-shirt and a pair of short jeans, this lady’s definitely not someone whom I usually bumped to. Oh dear, I think I know who she is…

‘Excuse me.’ I tap her shoulders when I feel like slapping them. She quickly turns to my touch and yes, my thoughts are right. She coolly takes her sunglasses off and soon, a disgusting smirk slowly curls up onto her lips.

‘Oh, Seohyun-ssi?’ Her voice seems mocking and I can’t help but to glare back when she did.

I wonder what Kyuhyun Oppa sees in this .

‘What business do you have here?’

‘That’s none of your business, Little Miss Angel.’ She answers scornfully and puts her sunglasses back on. How stupid that people wear sunglasses inside a building.

But before I can open up my lips to answer her back, a shout echoes throughout the place that it forces me to look to the direction of the deep voice. I can’t speak when he walks towards her and gives her a tight hug.

Right in front of me.

‘You just got back from America? You must be tired, right?’

‘Ye