As TOP wanted, Amber and I arrived at 5:30 am for work. Tired amd cramky, we trudge in. "Hello ladies" TOP grins, turning to us. He looks great I notice but is he's still cocky as ever. "Good morning, you jerk..." I mumble, dropping my bags. "So what's our job?" Amber asks with a small yawn. TOP now grins evily. He points to a huge pile of shoes. "See those? Clean them" TOP orders us. "Are they yours?" I ask him. TOP nods. "NO. I am not cleaning your sweaty shoes" I snap at him. TOP chuckles. "They probaly smell better than you on your greatest day" TOP shoots back at me. I roll my eyes. "Let's just do it" Amber groans, grabbing a pair of shoes, a napkin, and some type of shoe cleaning stuff. She gets to work. I slowly grab a pair. "Clean it" TOP snickers, watching me. I slowly grab the cleaning supplies and clean it. TOP, you have no clue who you are dealing with...  TOP soon leaves, I assume to get ready. Amber and I finish cleaning within 30 minutes. Not that I took my time. I get up. "Where are you going?" Amber asks me. "Bathroom" I lie.
I sneak through backstage. I read room signs but cannot understand the korean writing. I frown, tuning back. I bump into someone. "Aish!" I hiss. "I'm so sorry" A very kind voice quickly says. I look up to see GD. My eyes grow in horror. I just embarrased myself in front of my bias!!! Well, might as well make the best out of this situation huh? "Owwww" I whine, grabbing my ankle. "You're hurt!" GD helps me stand. "I'm ok, I just twisted it" I lie to him. "And that's good?" GD scoffs, leading me to a room. He sits me down on a chair. "Can I look at it?" GD asks. I nod but first... I take out my celphone and pretend to fumble with it but I purposelly let it drop. GD gasps, picking it up. I watch him try to put the case that fell off back on. While he's doing that, I quickly twist my ankle back against the chair. I seethe in pain but I try to keep quiet. GD soon puts my phone together then hands it to me. "Thank you" I take my celphone back. He nods, gently lifting up my pantleg to see my ankle. He gasps seeing the bruises. "Is it bad?" I ask. He slowly nods. "I'm taking you to a doctor" He states, getting up. I smile to myself.