"Ugh. Why do we seem like fugitives?," muttered Seo Chan as we made our way to the café. It was quite early, remnants of the morning dew on blades of grass could be seen as sunlight reached out to every part of Seoul. We huddled in out coats and felt the crisp breeze caress our faces.

"They should make sunnies for people with flatter noses," Seo Chan grumbled as she pushed her sunnies back onto the bridge of her nose. We were both wearing sunnies and cloaks/coats looking damn suspicious to passerbys- we were merely trying to protect ourselves from the unrelenting snap of the cameras and the prying eyes of netizens. After that incident, it had become a hot topic and we had to pretend not to know EXO and that everything was just a mere coincidence.

The tinkle of the door bell was barely heard as we pushed open the doors. The café was swarming with more people than usual- there should’ve been less people at this hour. Upon seeing us enter, reporters cast stares towards us and whispered something to the others.

"Seo Chan?"

"Yea. I know"

"RUUNNN!," we both screamed at the top of our lungs as we ran back outside, hitting someone on the way. His sunglasses had fallen off in the process but he kept his head down. I stopped to apologise out of moral conscience and Seo Chan looked at me with incredulity.

"We don’t have time to apologise to strangers!"

"#(*$*$&(#()$*)@#($#(*$#)#*$! Kim Myung Soo!"

The person stared at the upcoming sea of reporters and one look at us. It was then I recognised him as Kim Myung Soo AKA L AKA Seo Chan’s idol but I had no time to tell her that.

"Nal ttalawa," he said and we followed him, weaving in and out of streets before stopping in a dark alleyway. The reporters lost us and we all heaved a sigh of relief.

"Were they on steroids or something?," I rasped. I only got tired when I ran long distances on high intensity- I wasn’t much of a sprinter, more a long-distance runner.

"Kumsumnida," I bowed meekly to him and that was then Seo Chan noticed who he was.

"Ki-ki-ki-Kim Myu-Myu-Myung Ss-Ssoo," She stuttered and I rolled my eyes.

"Annyeong!," he said- a smile stretched on his lips- it looked almost stiff and awkward.

If i walk, would you run?

If i stop, would you come?

If i say you're the one, would you believe me?

I heard Asher Book’s Try and gasped in amazement. That was one of my favourite songs.

If i ask you to stay, would you show me the way?

Tell me what to say so you don't leave me.

"Annyeong?"

"Ah jincha?"

He shut his phone with a snap and noticed that Seo Chan was kind of hyperventilating and I, on the other sound, was still gasping for air.

"Gwenchana?," he asked and before we could answer, he turned and walked away,

"Ahhh wait!," I called and he turned around, not understanding what I just said. I made a mental note to always use my translators.

"Uhm… We’re lost… Uh you see. We ran away from the reporters and we don’t know this area well. Ahaha….," I trailed off, realising I had just told him we were tourists.

GROWLLLLL

We both turned around and braced ourselves for whatever had made that noise.

"Sorry guys…. That was my tummy…I’m really hungry," Seo Chan winced.

Kim Myung Soo smiled and took the translator from my hand, brushing my hand in the process and said," Well. Why don’t we all grab breakfast together?."

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"Aish so spicy," I winced and started to drink water and Seo Chan and Kim Myung Soo looked at me with amusement. I really couldn’t handle hot and spicy food.

"Are you tourists?," Kim Myung Soo asked.

"Duh---"

Seo Chan kicked me under the table and I ended up catapulting a plate of Mandu onto his head.

"Ahhh Mianhe Mianhe!," I said as I got up hastily to clean up the mess I had created accidentally but being the klutz I was I fell over the table- the food making an imprint on my clothes. I sighed, indicating my surrender to my clumsiness.

Seo Chan laughed so hard she choked on her food and Myung Soo had to give her a Heimlich to revive her.

"Sigh~ You guys are so much trouble. How about coming to my dorm to get cleaned up and you guys can meet INFINITE? This is a once in a lifetime opportunity!," Myung Soo winked and I glared at him suspiciously. What was he trying to pull exactly?

Seo Chan looked at me with pleading eyes and I really had to admit it- she should’ve become an actress- you know- it could help her buy more merchandise given how devoted she was to Myung Soo.

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DING DONG
DING DONG

"HYUUUUNNNNNNNNNGGGGGG!," called a soft feminine voice.

I was so shocked to see a guy opening the door. I was pretty sure I heard a woman’s voice.

"Welcome in. Meet INFINITE," said Myung Soo as Seo Chan and I stepped inside.

 

AUTHOR'S NOTE: A sloppy chapter... I know... Please leave feedback ^.^