I placed a generous amount of shampoo on my palm. I closed my eyes and savored the nice and sweet smell as I massaged my beloved brown locks. I closed my eyes... and I remembered it again.

*FLASHBACK*

"Would you believe me if my reason was that I cared?"

I didn't answer.

"Would you?" He asked, again.

"Do you?"

"I do," he answered back.

*end of flashback*


ASJFHKAHFKJAHFJAFKSAF. Liar, flirt, flirt, flirt - one tall and handsome flirt. TT______TT He's a liar and a flirt. >__> I accidentally opened my eyes from all the thoughts I was having. And there... I felt the burning sensation of the bubbles attacking.

"AIIIISSSHH," I screamed as I crammed to feel the faucet knob. "AHHHHHHHHH~" I was literally shouting in the bathroom. "WHERE'S THE FAUCET!!!!"

What the hell, I'm going blind.

*PSSSSSHHHHHHH*

At last. I rinsed my hair until all the soap suds went away-- WAIT... The shower , by itself? I DON'T REMEMBER TOUCHING THE FAUCET NOR TURNING IT ON... COULD IT BE...

I opened my eyes and-- "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!!!!"

I quickly got my towel and threw my shampoo bottle at him.

"AACKKK. WHAT'D YOU DO THAT FOR?"

"BACK AT YOU," I groaned. "ARE YOU JUST GOING TO STAND THERE AND WATCH ME? GO OUTTTT~~~!"

"Mm-mianhaee.."

He ran and closed my door.

WOO'S POV

I ran and closed the door.

Why did she have to hit me. DO I LOOK LIKE I'D WANT TO HER OR SOMETHING? I didn't even look at her! ...or maybe I did. BUT HEY! There's completely no malice!!!! She was the one screaming just because of her stupid shampoo. "Ow," I accidentally touched my forehead.

That hurts.

I rested my back on one of the posts in her spacious room. I could at least explain myself for entering her just like that...

Han Byul's POV

"Oh you're finished." He asked me, looking at the floor.

"Yes, and I'm late. Send me to school."

"I would like to expl--"

"I don't need your explanation. I'M LATE. SEND ME TO SCHOOL," I repeated.

I don't wanna talk about it okay. My god. He's pissing me off. Like, he should be embarassed, you know. HE SHOULDN'T EVEN HAVE TO GUTS TO APPROACH TO ME.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! GO GET THE DAMN CHEV!" I told him.

Tch. Lame. WHY IS HE EVEN STARING AT ME. I rolled my eyes. MAYBE HE'S THINKING OF EVIL THOUGHTS! NUUUU. I better ask Jjong to guard me >.<

I got my bag and went downstairs. As expected, he already got his Chev with its engine running.

"Chan Lou University, Miss Han Byul?" he asked me as I sat down by the passenger's seat.

"Yes, please." I didn't even bother looking at him. NO MATTER HOW SORRY HE WAS, THAT DOESN'T CHANGE THE FACT THAT HE INVADED MY PRIVACY.

I feel molested.

My dad pays him to do his job and he does this. HOW COULD HE? I swear he's gonna get it when I tell Jjong about this.

At Chan Lou University

I walked past some crowd of students looking at the big bulletin board near the teacher's faculty. "Oh," I remembered. The results are now released. Maybe that's why these girls are staring at me.

Envious much? I smiled to myself as I finally went past through the crowd.

LIST WILL BE POSTED TOMORROW. -admin

I nodded my head in deep thought. So if the list will be posted tomorrow, "WHY ARE THEY STARING AT ME?" Oops. I accidentally blurted my thought. Pabo.

"Staring at you?" My bodyguard asked me, "OR STARING AT ME?"

He smirked as he lifted his head and put on a pair of Rayban shades.

"What makes you think that?" I wrinkled my eyebrows in disagreement

"Wait, and see."

He ran and went near a tall tree. Paused for a minute and came back in awhile.

"And what was that for?"

"See?" He said, panting. "Their eyes followed me." He raised his hands in a SEE-I-TOLD-YOU manner.

"You're one big headed bodyguard," I giggled.

"What can I do? I'm good looking," he posed a little more.

"WAHAHAHA WHATEVER," I laughed.

"AT LAST," he had a big sigh of relief.

"Huh?"

"You haven't looked at me since the incident earlier. I'm sorry, okay." He said while rubbing the back of his head.

"Aish," I ruffled his hair. "Just don't do it again, Mr. Bodyguard."

WOO's POV

"Aish," She ruffled my hair. "Just don't do it again, Mr. Bodyguard," she laughed.

DOES THIS MEAN SHE FORGIVES ME? YAAAAY.

"Yah, you're ruining my image. AND MY NAME IS KEVIN," I told her.

"Kevin?"

"Yes, Kevin Woo. Miss Han Byul," I smirked.

"Oh, Kevin," She nodded her head.

She's not so mean after all. I wonder what made her like that guy.

*flashback*

He wore his coat and went out of the front door.

"Yahhh, that Minho should watch his words or else--"

"Or else what?" I cut him short of his own thought as I was standing near my Chevrolet.

"Tsk, some lousy bodyguard," I heard him mumble some words.

"I'm not some lousy bodyguard, you'll see." I gave him a smirk. "AND I will prove to Han Byul that you are only playing with her."

"Haha," he ignored me. "Mind your own business, loser."

*end of flashback*


Poor Han Byul. I need to complete my mission, and FAST.
 

Okay. I finally updated! :D Kevin's such a nice bodyguard. ^^

You guys make me happy. LOL. Btw, here's the Rayban Kevin wore:

yeah. he'd look handsome in those pair. *squeals*