Dara's PV.



I can't believe I'm doing this.



I'm writing some journal entries- not diary entries, because I'm not some girl who fantasize and writes about all the she does. Nope, this is merely a journal.



This is simply to keep the precious moments and memories that have been happening to me recently. It's corny and cheesy I know, but it's gotta be documented because I have no alien best friend to talk to...



- Entry 1 - 



How do I start this off? Well, I guess you could say that the first day of us knowing our feelings for each other was just plain awkward but..... Eventually it just became natural.



I mean we haven't officially announced that we were together, yet.



Or maybe we're both just waiting to confirm it? Either way there's no way in hell I'm doing it first, no matter how much I like him. It's all just too embarassing... 



But to the point, today Chanyeol sat beside me and immediately reached for my hands like he usually does.



Our conversation was a lot like this:



"You look dorkier than usual Creepyeol." I joked.



"Not as nerdy as you Santokki." He stuck his tongue out.



"Loser."



"You're my loser." He whispered as he placed his head on my shoulder.



"Too cliche Creepyeol." I chuckled because he had to slump further down to rest his head on my shoulder.



"Dara?"



"Yes Creepyeol?"



"You know when we were in the ferris wheel?" I nodded.



"You know the alien girl I was talking about?"



"Oh yeah, the girl you have unexplainable feelings for-Ya!!! What the hell?! Did you lie to me Park Chanyeol? Do you have feelings for another gi-" He blew on my neck and my cheeks flushed.



"I was talking about you, dummy." He grabbed my right hand and gave it a small peck, before he took his earphones from his bag and placed on in my ear.



And because of this stupid giant, I couldn't wipe the stupid smile off my face for the whole entire day.



I even smiled at Minho and all of Sulli's accomplices because nothing could ruin my day.



- Entry 2 - 



Today I was subject to Sulli's stupid accomplices, who were probably creeped out by my smiles yesterday... Well guess what? They graffitti'd my name on the art staircase in the east wing, calling me a , a