LuHan and HyoSun were on a city bus to Seoul. SeHun texted LuHan, Yah! Control your hormones!!! Fighting! LuHan laughed, HyoSun looked at him, and he shook his head.

                 “Ah!” HyoSun pulled a bag of eggs out of her backpack. “I brought eggs! Here,” she handed him one. “Eating eggs on a bus is the best.”

                 They both ate the eggs on the way. About 30 minutes later, they arrived to HyoSun’s ajjima’s apartment. “Annyeong! Nice to see you HyoSun!                 You must be LunHan, right?” She let them in.

                 “Ye, nice to meet you,” they sat down.

                 HyoSun’s cousin, HwaYong (age 7), was watching t.v. and didn’t notice them. “Yah HwaYong! Unni is here.”

                 She quickly hugged HyoSun, “Unni!” HwaYong peeked at LuHan. “Oh! Prince!”

                 HyoSun laughed, “his name is LuHan.” He just waved. “Sorry, HwaYong’s a hyped up child.”

                 Later, HyoSun and Ajjima were making kimchi while LuHan and HwaYong was playing Barbie dolls. “How old are you?” LuHan asked brushing the doll’s hair.

                 “Seven,” she fixed the house. “Be careful with her hair. The head can pop out,” and it did. “Give it to me!”

                 “Sorry,” LuHan hand it to her, picking up the head.

                 Meanwhile in the kitchen… “Where did you find HwaYong’s prince?” Ajjima wondered. “He doesn’t look gay to me.” They both glanced at those two playing kitchen now. “Are you sure he’s really gay?” HyoSun ate some kimchi. “Yah! Don’t eat it!”

                 “He is, ajjima,” HyoSun swallowed.

                 Then they heard HwaYong, “Prince LuHan is now married to Princess HwaYong!” They drank fake tea.

                 HyoSun smiled at the scene, feeling her heart beat faster and faster. She could hear it now. What’s wrong with my? My heart… LuHan caught her looking and smiled back.

                 After dinner, LunHan took a shower as HyoSun set the bed. He came up to her when he finishes his shower. “Where would I sleep?”

                 “Here,” she pointed behind her, “with me.”

                 LuHan choked, “mweo?”

                 “What’s wrong with it?” She asked. “We are friends, right?” HyoSun patted his back, “sleep first. I’m going to wash up,” and she went into the bathroom.