It was a rather humid day. The air conditioner was broken, and everyone was mad at each other, accusing themselves of breaking it. Actually, it was I who broke it. It involved a potato and someone's earlobe, but that's another story.

Everyone in the dorms were fighting over the one fan we had while I delicately fanned myself, hardly breaking a sweat. I watched all the idiots try to gain posession of the machine.

"Eunhyuk, you've had it for over two minutes-"

"Please, it's so hot-"

"I want a turn!"

Donghae wheezed in the background. "I'm gonna die~"

Just then, the manager burst in. "Everyone! We're gonna do a fan signing. Dress casually, it's not gonna be a huge signing." He looked at all the shirtless, sweaty boys with puffy hair. "All your hair looks terrible! Why doesn't everyone just take a shower!"

"We did," Sungmin whined. "Five times, in fact. We just get hot again."

"The only person who looks even remotely decent is Heechul!"

I yawned and fanned myself with my hand. "It's alright, Manager-hyung. Not everyone is as perfect as me."