Sunggyu paced to and fro in the living room; Myungsoo was just looking at him, dumbfounded.

“Hyung, what’s wrong with you?” Myungsoo had enough. The man before him was restless and frantic since dinner.

Sunggyu suddenly knelt. “Myungsoo, let’s say if you ask a girl for her phone number and later you realize how nervous you are. You like her, but you’re just scared to tell her that you like her. What would you do?”

Myungsoo blinked a few times; his face was blank. “You want me to help you?”

“No! I mean, YES!”

Myungsoo reached for Sunggyu’s phone. He typed: Hey, I’m Sunggyu, the one who asked for your phone number. Do you wanna go out some time… let’s say this weekend? Myungsoo hit SEND. “All done…”

Myungsoo rose from the sofa and walked into his room. The leader was agape when he saw the text Myungsoo sent on his behalf.

“You’re welcome!” Myungsoo shouted from his room, as if the leader had said thank you. A text came in and Sunggyu was thankful of Myungsoo… yet he wanted to kill him at the same time.