Diamond POV:

As Anarchy explained more about little details, I glanced at Onew, who kept glancing at Bright. “He better not get too close to my sister,” I thought. Then I glanced at the other members. Key was listening was rapture, Taemin was staring at Anarchy with a little lust in his eyes, Minho was looking out the window, preoccupied, and Jonghyun was…staring at me? As soon as I looked at him, he instantly turned away, looking out the window as well. “Why was he staring at me?” I wondered as listened to Anarchy explain more. Then I remembered something, and I blurted “Oh, I forgot to mention, our names are code names, not our actual names. Our actual names are a secret.” Suddenly, all eyes were on me, and I felt a little flustered. Then I realized, I’d spoken in English, but Anarchy translated what I said right away.  Getting lost in my thoughts again, I wondered why Jonghyun was staring at me. He was cute, talented, sensitive, and had a rep for being a bad boy. “It’s not as if he likes me,” I thought, “He can have any girl he wants, and although I know I’m not bad looking, why would he like me? Plus, I’m three years younger than him, and a couple of inches taller than him. Maybe I just have something on me.” Getting up, I walked to the kitchen to help Bright make plates.

Jonghyun POV:

Looking out the window, I tried to clear the embarrassing thoughts I was having. “I can’t believe she caught me looking at her. But… why wouldn’t I stare? I’m Jonghyun: Bling Bling bad boy of the group SHINee. Sure, I’m prone to cry every now and then, but I’m definitely one to look at girls frequently. Why do I feel so embarrassed?” Rubbing my temples, I closed my eyes and shook my head, trying to make sense of my confusing feelings and thoughts.  “Right, it’s just that she’s cute. She’s three years younger than me, not to mention taller. She’s just cute, really…  really cute. And I’m a guy, so it’s natural for me to feel like this… this odd feeling in my heart, like how I used to feel when I was initially going out with Shi…” Shaking my head even faster, I pushed the thoughts out of my head. Suddenly, I heard Bright say “Breakfast! Soups on!” “God, Americans are so weird,” I thought, getting up and walking to the table.