It was finally weekend, and I was at the dorm room on TV marathon to catch up on the episodes I missed. As I watched, I heard my text message ringtone from my phone.

I checked the text message. It was from my oppa that was in America, Donghae.

Ambie, my dongsaeng! How are you doing in Korea? I bet you’re having a miserable time there without me. Haha, just kidding. But your weekend is about to get better, because I’m going to be visiting Korea, for a business trip. But we can hang out like the old times during my visit there. I’ll come at your house at 1 PM. See you there!

WHAT? I looked at the clock. 11:45 AM. Why is he telling me this on such a late notice?!

I didn’t know if I should be excited or worried. I’m glad to be able to see him again, but he’s going to freak when he sees that my hair is this short!

I ran to the door and quickly opening it, which caused me to bump into Kris who was trying to enter the dorm room.

“Chesonghamnida!” I apologized and ran out of the school, not giving Kris a chance to say anything.

“What is her problem?” Kris grumbled.

It was now 12:30 PM and I was at my house.

The distance from my house to the school isn't close. That’s why my brother decided to live in the dorm rooms so he wouldn’t have to waste 45 minutes of his life everyday just to go to school.

The place looked a little dusty, since no one was living in it. I went in my closet and randomly chose an outfit.

I took off my male clothes and removed the band around my chest. Finally, at least I can stop wearing the suffocating band for a couple of hours. I then put on my bra and my outfit.

I decided to wear a Pikachu tank top, a thin jacket, skinny jeans, yellow converse and my favorite snapback. Even as Amber, I rarely wore any really girly clothes.

I left the house, went to the nearest hair salon and asked for extensions.

Putting the extensions on my hair didn’t take too long so I got home right on time, a minute before Donghae arrived in front of my house.

“Donghae-oppa!” I beamed.

“Dongsaeng!” Donghae was about to mess with my hair until I playfully swatted his hand away. I would usually let him mess with my hair, but he might mess up my extensions.

“Suddenly caring about your hair?” Donghae joked.

I huffed as I put my snapback on my head. “Shut up, fishy.”

He smiled at me. “You're telling me to shut up already when you're finally seeing me for the first time in a year?"

"Donghae, you really haven't change." I stated.

He pointed at himself. "This guy will never change."

I jokingly shook my head in disapproval.

"So kiddo, what do you want to do?” Donghae asked me.

“How about treating your dongsaeng with ice cream at the mall?” I purposed.

“You know I can never say no to you.” Donghae led me into his car and