She woke up to find a manila folder in front of the door. Somebody must have slipped it underneath the crack. She cautiously picked it up and looked at its contents. They were schedules. The individual schedules of all the boys were neatly charted out for the rest of the week. What were they trying to tell her with this information?

She looked them over again and noticed time slots in which all the SHINee members were busy. Maybe she was free to roam the building without fear of seeing them during these times? How could she trust this information though? What if it was a trap? It also didn’t help that she didn’t know the time and date right now.

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She woke up like always, at some weird time of day or night, but something felt out of place about the room. There was a digital clock now on her bedside table. It showed the time and date. She glared at Luna. “Really. I thought you were supposed to keep them away from me. Stop letting Key in.” The wolf flattened its ears against its head and tucked its tail underneath its body apologetically. The girl sighed again.
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She carefully stepped into the empty kitchen.  All was quiet and dark. It was late into the night but she didn’t bother flipping on the light. The moonlight streaming in through the window gave every form a long, dark shadow. Her hands hugged the mold of the doorway, but she took a breath and tiptoed into the kitchen. She reached the counter and noticed how a thin layer of dust that was settled on the smooth surface.

She opened the fridge and scanned the contents with half a mind. The rest of her attention was on her surroundings, still much affected by paranoia. Luna’s black lips stretched and pulled back into a yawn. The animal sat next to the counter and gave off a bored posture.

The girl saw only raw ingredients. Raw fruits and vegetables. Frozen raw meat. She took a brief inventory and calculated how long it would take to cook up something simple. Too long. She found a jar of unopened peanut butter and grabbed a bread roll.

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She looked at the schedule. According to this, Jinki had enough of a break that he could come up to the mansion for a day, so she kept to her room. Sure to the schedule, she heard a door open and close down the hall. She was sitting by the door and had her ear to it. Footsteps. She held her breath as the sound stopped on the other side of the door.

Jinki had his ear to the door but heard nothing. However, when he looked down, he saw the dark shadow of something on the other side of the door. For all he knew though, it could be the wolf or a piece of furniture. He knocked lightly, and the girl moved her ear away as the vibrations reached her ears.

“It’s Jinki. Just letting you know I’m here. Call me if you need anything. I’ll grill you some beef and leave it outside your door before I leave at 6pm tonight.”

She heard him move away.

Jinki went to the kitchen and went through the cabinets. He paused as he saw the jar of peanut butter he bought was partially consumed. She ventured out of her room? That was good. The others would have told him if they restocked or diminished the food supply.

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Jonghyun finally succumbed to the stress and took time off from SHINee activities. He passed it off to the public as H1N1. The fact that he could purposely pull off a feverish body temperature helped. He sluggishly passed through the doors and stepped into the foyer. He kept his head down, not wanting to look at the evidence of his bad temper. They had cleaned up the floor and replaced the mirror but still needed to find a new drape and figure out how to hang it back up.

The blonde boy slung his duffel bag over his shoulder and started moving towards his room. At his pace and with that posture, one wouldn’t second guess him being sick. He took the long way around, a path that would not pass her room.

Dropping his stuff onto the black plush carpet of his floor, he fell back onto his bed and covered his eyes with the back of his hand. ‘Oh crap. She doesn’t know I’m here.’ He sat up and opened his door. He hesitated, wondering if he should go tell her. Instead of quietly slipping a note under her door, he shouted, “Hey! This is Jonghyun! I’m going to spend a week here because I’m sick! Don’t mind me! I’ll be in my room mostly!” His voice echoed down the hallway before he closed the door and went back to his bed to try and sleep.

The girl almost dropped her cup of instant ramen when she heard Jonghyun’s voice. She hesitatingly turned the corner. Seeing nobody there, she rushed to her room, spilling some hot soup on her hands as she went.

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“I’M GOING TO THE BATHROOM IN THE EAST WING NOW!”

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“NOW LEAVING THE BATHROOM!”

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“I’M GOING TO GO COOK FOOD IN THE KITCHEN!”

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“HEADING DOWN THE MAIN STAIRCASE!”

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“I’M GOING BACK TO MY ROOM VIA THE SOUTH STAIRWAY –OOMPH! DON’T MIND ME! I JUST TRIPPED BUT I DIDN’T FALL OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT!” The nervous boy sighed and muttered to himself, "This is ridiculous..." 'I should have visited my family instead. But they'd notice something was bothering me...'

The girl spent most of Jonghyun’s stay holed up in her room but when she had to go, she had to go. True to his word, Jonghyun stayed mostly in his room, but sometimes he was out of it, and she avoided him like the plague. She slipped into a random room as Jonghyun climbed the steps that he had claimed to climb. As she waited for the shadow of his feet to pass by the door, she realized that she hadn’t questioned his shouts these past few days. He moved exactly as he yelled he would, and she believed his words without a pause.
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