*means the character is speaking English*

Princess 7 showed up at the after party decked out in a metallic rainbow. I got to wear my fave color purple on an almost knee length strapless ruffle dress with black hightops and a black baseball cap with DS written in silver and purple glitter. We walked into the club and split up.

JaeHwa and AeCha went to talk to SuJu. MiSook and ChoonHe went to talk to SHINee. EunHee and HaNeul went to talk to DBSK while I hit the dance floor solo. f(x)’s NU ABO was on and I knew all the moves, so I rocked hard to the beat. After a couple seconds, I realized 2pm’s NichKhun and TaecYeon had joined me and we danced until the song changed to one of Rain’s slow songs. I was about to exit the floor, when someone grabbed my hand. I turned to see TaecYeon.

“Wanna dance?” he mouthed and I nodded. I awkwardly placed my arms around his neck. After all, I didn’t know him all that well. He placed his arms around my waist. There was space between us. *My name’s TaecYeon, but you can call me Taec if you want.*

*Oh, I know who you are.* I said and he smiled. *My name’s DaeSa, but my American name is Fallon.*

*I heard you were from the states. I didn’t believe it.*

*Why not?*

*I’ve lived in the states and they definitely don’t make girls like you.* I giggled shyly and laid my head on his chest to hide my red cheeks. He took this as his chance to pull me close. I gasped. He leaned down and whispered. *What’s wrong? Did I squeeze you too tight?*

*No. I-I can feel your abs.* I looked up at him just as the light flashed and saw that he was blushing, too. The song ended and we let go of each other, but instead of walking off the dance floor, we both just stood there in the center, staring at each other, like total and complete dorks. It felt like hours until someone pulled me away. TaecYeon disappeared inside the gyrating crowd.

“What was that?” The person said once they stopped dragging me. I snapped out of my daze and realized it was Micky. “You’re going to get yourself killed!”

“Huh? There’s no way for TaecYeon-sshi’s fans to know about this.”

“I’m not talking about his fans. I’m talking about his girl. YoonA?” My face went blank. I looked at SNSD’s VIP booth where YoonA was glaring daggers at me. Her stare became unbearable so my eyes darted away, landing on Jessica. She placed a possessive hand on SiWon, who was trying his best not to look at me. He failed and made eye contact. I looked away, my b from SNSD’s hateful stares and SiWon.

“Micky oppa….” I looked up at him.

“Neh?” He wiped stray tear from my cheek. His gentle face was contorted.

“Please take me home. I don’t think I’m welcome here anymore.” He nodded and we left.

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Later on that night, after I’d changed into some pajamas, someone rang the doorbell. It was still too early for the girls to be back. I answered it and was clobbered in a hug.

“SiWon-sshi, what are you doing here?”

“Mianhae!” he gripped me as if he never wanted to let go. “I’ve hurt you so much with no explanation.”

“SiWon, what’s going on?” I rubbed his back and felt wetness on my neck. He was crying! “Please don’t cry, oppa!”

“I know, but I’ve missed not being able to take care of you.” He finally released me and I gazed at him. “Just know that I’m dating Jessica for our own good.”

“What?!” I felt like punching him. He was hurting me again. “How does breaking my heart help anyone but yourself?! Choi SiWon, I can’t stand you. Don’t ever talk to me again!”

I shoved him into the hallways and slammed the door. I went into my room, slamming that door as well. I sighed. How could he do this with no regards to me? He could’ve at least given me a heads up instead of snapping my heart in two.

I was snatched out of my thoughts by the buzzing of my phone. Text message. It read:

‘What’s mine is mine. You’ll get what you deserve soon enough. <3 YoonA Unnie’

I could hardly call someone who looked like they wanted to murder me, “unnie”. She was declaring war. Unfortunately, I was probably going to lose. Again.

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The next day Princess 7 was scheduled to do Come To Play with 2PM. I was a bit nervous since CTP usually had a couple ring special when 2 idol groups were on the show. That meant trouble since male idol fans could be harsh on any female seen with their idol.

After 2 hours of filming, we went to the pairing section of the show. I pressed the button and after a while, the pairings appeared on the screen as

NichKhun→EunHee  EunHee→NichKhun

AeCha→WooYoung   WooYoung→JaeHwa

JaeHwa→JunSu       JunSu→MiSook

MiSook→JaeBeom    JaeBeom→AeCha

JunHo→HaNeul        HaNeul→JunHo

ChanSung→DaeSa    ChoonHe→ChanSung

TaecYeon→DaeSa    DaeSa→TaecYeon

I blushed as TaecYeon’s and ChanSung’s arrows pointed to me. ChoonHe didn’t seem to care that no one chose her. At the end, EunHee and NichKhun, HaNeul and JunHo, and TaecYeon and I were given couple rings.

!Backstage!

“Fallon dongsaengs, maknaes are always supposed to chase each other. Even if they like someone else.” ChanSung said, eying ChoonHe, who was laughing with JunSu.

“Pabo. You should have just picked her. Then, you could’ve shared couple rings.” I held up my hand.

“Aish. Gimme yours!” He reached for my hand and I pulled it away, giggling.

“Ahniyo! Get your own.” I ran away. He chased me until I hid behind TaecYeon. “Taec-sshi, save me!”

TaecYeon must have given him a dirty look because ChanSung ran off in the opposite direction. Taec turned around and scanned me with a soft expression.

“Are you ok?” I reached up and pinched his cheeks.

“Neh. Taec-sshi, you’re so cute!” He blushed and flashed me a dorky smile.

“DaeSa, we have to go to our next schedule!” AeCha called.

“Neh, unnie!” I smiled at Taec and he blushed, which caused me to blush as well this time. “Well, I’ve got to go.”

“Aw ok.” Instead of moving, we just stared at each other. We didn’t move until our group members moved us. I winked at him and he blushed. We both smiled our dorkiest smiles before turning away. I hadn’t realized it before, but my heart was pounding. And for some reason, even if it got me killed by YoonA, I wanted Taec to feel the same.

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