It was Sunday morning and again, you woke up at 7am. You did your daily routine, wore skinny jeans, blue sweater, gray jacket, and a white beanie.

You sat on your desk and wrote the six aliens another note. Once you finished writing the note, you posted it on your door. You grabbed your bag and headed out of the house. But for some clumsy reason, you tripped on the last step. You fell on the floor. “Ow.” You winced sitting up.

Being the light sleeper he is, Youngjae woke up and went to check on what that thud was. His eyes rounded at the sight of you on the floor at the bottom of the stairs. He quickly ran down the stairs.

You were surprised when you saw Youngjae crouching down next to you. “Youngjae…” You called softly. Youngjae examined you for any injuries. “Eunjung, are you okay? Do you hurt anywhere?” Youngjae asked. You smiled and shook your head. “Are you sure? Can you stand up?” “Yeah, I think so.”

You held onto Youngjae’s hand and he helped you up. When you finally stood up, you smiled. “See, I’m f- ah.” You winced when you put press on your right ankle. “Eunjung.” Youngjae panicked. You shook your head. “I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about me.” Youngjae shook his head. “Come on. Let’s get your ankle treated.”

You opened your mouth to protest, but Youngjae already lifted you up and brought you to the living room. He set you on the couch and ran to the bathroom to look for the first aid kit.

A minute later, Youngjae came back to the living with a fist aid kit. He kneeled in front of you and opened the kit. “Give me your foot.” He commanded. You obediently lifted your foot.

Youngjae took off your sock and rolled up your skinny jeans. He examined your ankle. It was red and a little swollen. He pressed on it.

“Ah, that hurts.” You winced. “Mianhae,” Youngjae apologized. He opened the ointment and applied it on your ankle. He pressed on your ankle while applying the ointment. You bite your lower lip from yelping in pain. When Youngjae finished applying the ointment, you relaxed.

 He caped the ointment bottle and put it back in the kit. “I think it’ll heal in a couple of days, if you don’t walk so much.” He said standing up. “Don’t walk so much? You’re kidding right?” You said looking up at him. Youngjae shook his head. “I’m serious, unless you want that ankle to be more swollen than it already is then walk all you want.” Youngjae walked back into the bathroom and put the first aid kit away. He then came back to the living room.

“Where are you going so early anyway?” Youngjae questioned. “Oh. Uh, actually I planned something for you today." You admitted. "Me? Why?" "Because I want you to talk to me again. I don't like that awkward silence and I wanted to apologize for the misunderstanding last week."

Youngjae softened at your words. He couldn't believe that you had planned something just for him.

"So, what did you have in mind?" Youngjae asked curious. "Well, I actually don't know what you like, but I thought that maybe we could go to the museum and learn about Korea's history?" You answered. Youngjae smiled at your plan. "Sounds fun. I do wonder what kind of history this planet has."

You nodded. "Yeah, but now that's ruined because of my clumsiness." You pouted. "Oh, right. I forgot about that." "Aigoo, I'm so clumsy. Mianhae, our plans are ruined." Youngjae shook his head and smiled. "How about we do something else?" He suggested.

You looked at him confused. "Eh? What else could we do?" Youngjae shrugged, "You're the earthling here not me. I'm pretty sure you know some fun places." You thought about it.

When you finally got an idea, you snapped your fingers. You looked up at Youngjae and smiled. "Would you like to go underwater?" Youngjae tilted his head  in confusion, "Go underwater? How?"

You smiled mischievously. "Oh, you'll see. Now go get dressed. We can't be here when the others wake up." Youngjae nodded and headed upstairs to do his daily routine and change clothing.

While waiting. you looked up close by aqua