I woke up so suddenly I banged my head on the bed frame.

Yeah, not so graceful of me.

I sighed and looked around the dimly lit room. It was my old room here in B.A.P’s dorm. I’ve always loved the memories I’ve made here, with Minhwa, Jaehwa and the boys. I smiled faintly to myself, remembering the good old days when were still young and careless.

But now…it all seems so different.

I got out of bed and checked the clock. It was one o’clock in the morning, and for once, I was thankful for Yongguk’s snores. I tip toed out of my room, careful to close the door quietly. Youngjae was always up on unholy hours, so its better safe than sorry.

I dashed all ninja-like to the front door, opening it. Just then, a bunch of cameramen rushed in with the script writers and PDs. I grinned as they set up their few equipment efficiently and quietly.

Time for B.A.P Secrets Part Two.

You thought I forgot, right?

“And in 3, 2-“ the PD pointed at me as she handed me a plastic microphone. I grinned at the rolling camera mischievously. Time to get the 18 year old Namjoo back.

“Hello everyone! Remember me? I’m here again to expose their secrets. I only showed you a few of their secrets, and it was mostly pictures, but now, I will show you some more. Let’s go to Yongguk and Himchan oppa’s room, okay?” I led them to the door of the two sleeping tigers.

I never wanted to visit their room, because first, they have superhuman hearing. When a needle drops, Yongguk wakes up as if a fire alarm sounded. Second, I hate Yongguk’s snores. Thirdly, it smelled of Himchan’s perfume most of the time.

“Watch your step, even if they’re not dancing in skirts anymore, they’re still awake if one noise comes out,” I warned the cameraman as I walked quietly to Yongguk’s bag. I got it and sat on the floor, putting the microphone down as I took out various things.

“A Naruto comic book, a plastic dumbbell, and- aww, it’s a tiger!” I commented giddily as I raised the black and orange tiger for the camera to see.

“See BABYs? Yongguk’s not a drill sergeant!” I whispered jokingly as I chuckled, taking more out of his bag.

“And some ramen wrappers with no ramen inside, a book about war, and- Oh,” I said in surprise as I lifted up a picture of his family. I grinned and waved it to the camera before putting it back in his bag. I then got up and opened his computer.

I knew his password, but don’t tell him.

“There are man secrets on this guys’ computer. Ah, here we go.” I opened up a folder that read ‘DON’T OPEN’

Well duh, it secretly means to open it.

I then viewed the pictures happily at first, but then my expression turned into horror.

“Ah- I don’t think this is rated PG. I’m going to turn this off now.” And with that, I closed his computer shut and backed away.

There were some pictures that shouldn’t be shown to the regular 23 year old girl.

I shuddered before picking up the microphone and gesturing the cameraman to follow me towards Himchan. I leaned over him and saw that he had his ears plugged with earphones, blasting out my rap collection. I smiled as I realized Himchan kept his promise.

His promise was to record all of my raps and listen to it every night.

“Do you hear that BABYs? Those are my weird raps. That Himchan keeps his promises alright. One thing though that Himchan can brag about all day is his looks. My gosh, you should see this guys cosmetics. Where are they- ah! Here they are!” I said triumphantly as I pulled a box under Himchan’s bed. It was filled with concealers, BB creams, perfume, different sprays, etc..

“He likes to keep his face beautiful so he buys all this stuff. Don’t get me started on his overflowing wardrobe,” I grumbled as I shoved the box back.

I got up with the microphone and headed out of their room, jogging to the room of the two youngest.

I opened it loudly, the door banging on the wall.

“They won’t wake up, trust me, they’re heavy sleepers,” I assured the worried-looking cameraman with my smile as I went to Zelo’s bed.

It was littered with wires, electronics, chargers, clothes, etc. and above all that was Zelo’s head, poking out from the heavy blanket. There was music playing on his iPad beside him, and it was Eminem’s songs.

“See, Zelo here looks up to Eminem a lot, so he plays this as he sleeps. He also hates cleaning his bed, and it usually looks like a wire nest. He has three gadgets, but where do these chargers come from, I don’t know. He truly is the cutest robot, even if he’s already 20.” I smiled and patted Zelo’s head lovingly.

I then got his bag and pulled things out.

“Oh look, it’s a hammer toy, a…TV remote control? No wonder we can’t find it, leftover chocolate bars, Pringles- Oh, I’m going to take this. And an advertisement of phones,” I ended as I ate a Pringle. It was sour and cream, my favorite.

“See, Zelo has useless things in his bag, that’s why he doesn’t carry it around much. Let’s see Jongup’s!” I shouted loudly as jumped to Jongup’s side of the room. I looked around laughed a bit.

His side of the room was covered in Anime posters, pokemon posters and girl group posters.

I did a sweeping gesture with the delicious Pringle in my hands.

“Jongup loves to collect posters and albums. He has all B.A.P albums, Secret albums and numerous girl groups. He even has a collection of photo cards that he treasures. A fact about Jongup is that he likes to move his body in his sleep. Kind of like sleep walking, but he listens to music, so his body would jerk every now and then. Look.” I directed the camera to Jongup who had a look of concentration as his body moved from side to side, with pauses in between.

“Come on, to Youngjae and Daehyun’s room!” I zoomed out and opened the room to the boys’ room. I was shocked to see Youngjae doing his iPad as Daehyun played on the Wii that they installed in their room.

“Oh, are you filming?” Youngjae asked as he looked up to me, grinning cockily. I stuck my tongue out and glanced at Daehyun who was playing Tennis by himself.

“I guess this is the end of B.A.P Secrets Part 2. Let’s just say, Youngjae has cotton boxers and Daehyun has a collection of his favorite girl group members pictures on a cardboard and puts it under his pillow every night. Bye!” I waved in farewell at the camera and bowed as the cameraman walked away.

It was almost two, but I was still hyped.

“Dae, are you done? I’ll play too,” I told him curtly as I grabbed a controller from the bed aggressively as Daehyun restarted the game.

“Oh, look who’s feisty at this hour,” I heard Youngjae comment as I ignored him, selecting my character.

“Jagiya, are you going to use our- Oh,” Daehyun said softly as I picked my character.

See, we made a character named ‘DaeJoo’ and we always used it. I always used it. It was the first time I used my character now, and I hope it sends a message to Daehyun.

Girl on the phone? I love you?

“3 games, I’m pumped,” I requested as Daehyun nodded. The game started as I readied myself.

Sure he is most likely a jerk that’s going to break my heart soon, but he’s great in Tennis. I’m almost at the same level as him, and we always get deuces, but in a few minutes, he won the first game.

“Whoa, you’re supposed to maul me after I won, remember?” Daehyun asked jokingly as I saw him try grabbing my hand. I quickly lifted my left hand and scratched my nose, not responding nor looking.

“You’re in hot waters, Dae!” Youngjae said as he chuckled a bit. In the corner of my eye, I saw Daehyun roll his eyes at him before glancing back at the TV. He still hasn’t gotten the message?!

We played until it was already three in the morning, and in the end, we were soaked but Daehyun won all the games.

It’s not that I didn’t try, its because every time I try to channel my anger into hitting the ball, I can’t. Part of me thinks I’m overreacting at what Daehyun said yesterday, but another part told me that he really was cheating on me.

And that turtle was still in my heart, no matter what I do.

“Nice game. Night Youngjae.” I strolled out of the room without looking back, not even glancing at Daehyun.

I went back to my room and cuddled up with the bear Daehyun once gave me five years ago. There were no tears, no cries of sadness, just…nothing.

I got my phone out and dialed the number I knew would pick up at any time.

“Minhwa?”

“Yeah, Namu?”

“Meet me at the park, now.”

~.~

“So that’s the story,” I finished lamely as I stirred the noodles in my Ramen cup. We were out in the park at three in the morning, eating Ramen noodles.

I and Minhwa stayed on the swing as I told her everything that was troubling me.

“Wow. I never knew Daehyun was that kind of guy,” Minhwa commented as she slurped her noodles. I chuckled almost sadly, stopping my stirring.

“I didn’t know either Minhwa. He has no parents, and his aunt is in the States with her husband. He never said those words to anyone but B.A.P, you, Jaehwa…and not recently, me.”

Who was that girl?

Okay, don’t tell me it might be a boy, because that just ruins everything.

Minhwa put a hand over my cold hands, squeezing it.

“Namjoo, the only way we resolve this if we confront Daehyun ourselves. We can call him now. You said he was awake when you walked away right? Let’s call him.” Minhwa dialed his number as I sighed dejectedly.

It rang three times until it stopped ringing.

“Eunjoo! Hi there baby girl! Yeah, they’re all sleeping except for Youngjae,” Daehyun’s voice filled the air as I dropped my cup noodles in surprise.

“Daehyun?” Minhwa asked loudly, but it seems as if Daehyun answered the call accidentally.

“Where Namjoo?” a female voice called out as I stood up, cracking my knuckles as I stared at the tree not too far away from me. Minhwa held my arm back.

“Daehyun!” Minhwa called out again, but there was no answer.

“She’s sleeping. It’s good you came here! We can talk here in the living, because it looks as if you don’t want to go inside Youngjae and my room.”

“Yah oppa! I just like it here! So, what time shall we go out?”

“Around seven. Why? Are you up to your pranks again?”

“Of course I am! We’re not called the Dynamic DaeJoo for nothing!”

“THAT’S IT!” I grabbed Minhwa’s phone and threw it away as hard as I could, sending the phone flying. I panted as I heard the girls’ voice over and over again in my head.

Dynamic DaeJoo!
 

Yah oppa!

What time shall we go out?

“Namjoo!” Minhwa called me back to reality as I turned around, looking at her distressed expression.

“It might be a misunderstanding- NAMJOO!”

I stormed away from the park, power-walking towards B.A.P’s dorm. And at the right time to. It was already seven o’clock.

I rapped the door with my knuckles hard, ignoring Minhwa’s shouts from behind.

I was going to find out if Daehyun really has another or not.

Just then, the door opened revealing a beautiful, Western-looking girl who had brown and wavy hair alongside Daehyun whose arm was wrapped around her waist.

“Oh Daehyun, is she-“

“KIM NAMJOO! At your bloody service! So sorry to interrupt your alone time, but I needed to get my things out of my room. Will you excuse me?!” I asked loudly, my passive aggressiveness coming out of me.

Passive aggressive means that I show that I’m angry, but I’m not saying that I am.

I barged in my room and packed all that I left there since I got here yesterday after the dinner. I put it all in a backpack I found as I muttered a string of curses at Daehyun and Eunjoo. Once I was done, I shouldered and slammed my door open, revealing a worried-looking Daehyun.

“Namjoo, let me-“

“Jung Daehyun-ssi, may you please step out of my way because I really need to get going!” I yelled loudly, the boys coming out to see what’s the commotion.

“Hyung? Why is Eunjoo here? Aren’t you supposed to meet her later at the park?” Youngjae questioned as Daehyun glared at him.

Wow! Just a few more minutes then we could’ve met up in the park! Fantastic!

Before I walked away, Daehyun grabbed a hold of my backpack and spun me around. He opened his mouth when I tried to slap him, someone holding me back. It was Eunjoo who caught my hand in time.

“Leave. Now.” She glowered at me as I yanked my hand back, tears finally flowing down my cheeks. I glanced at the shocked Minhwa then back at the guilty-looking Daehyun.

Five years of love. Done.

“Gladly.” I turned around and walked out of the door, Minhwa following me. I’ll still go on the trip and pack later of course, but things changed.

A lot of things changed in the past 5 years, but I thought our relationship won’t.

Too bad.

It did. 

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