KYUHYUN'S POV

It was Sunday and it was also the day for my parents to meet the Songs for Health Class' weekend assignment.

"Appa, please try your best to not kill him." I whispered to my Dad.

"Well, that Song better make sure to keep his mouth shut." Dad said bluntly.

"Appa..."I said, my voice leaking with threat.

"Arasseo. I will behave."

We waited for the Songs in a ddokkboki stalls. Qian and I rented the whole place since our parents didn't want the media involved.

After a few more minutes, Song Wengen and his wife, Song Yajun arrived with Qian behind them. I stood up to greet them. I had to nudge my father's elbow just to make him stand up.

"Well, hello there Song Wengen." My father greeted.

"Fancy meeting you here, Cho Kyung-Bae." Qian's father replied bitterly. Qian and I decided to break up the tension.

"Umm. Papa, we're supposed to be nice to the Cho family today." Qian reminded.

"Yeah, Appa. This is for the sake of my grades and Qian's." I said to my dad.

"Uhm. Hi, Yajun. I like your necklace." Umma said to Song Yajun.

"Why, thanks Romi. I do like your jewelries today, too." Qian's mother smiled.

"See! Mama's being nice." Qian pointed out to his father, Song Wengen sighed in defeat.

"You have a..a..ni..nice tie today." Song Wengen managed to choke out.

My father tried to stifle a laugh. "Thank you, Song. I like your..uh.. tie too." He cou