“Ya, wake up sleepy head~”

I grunted and rolled to the other side of my bed.

“Hey~ wake up I said,” someone insisted.

“Leave me alone.” I retorted. Why are they waking me up?

“Ya, Sujin. If you don’t get up at the count of five I’ll surely kick you out from your bed and drag you downstairs like a serial killer would do.”

My eyes fluttered open and I quickly rolled to the other side to see Suzy with her hands on her hips, frowning.

“Oh, hey Suzy~” I cooed.

“Three,” she said.

“Huh? What three?”

“Four.”

“Wha—“

“Five,” she continued before smirking evilly and ran towards me. That’s when the realization hit me.

“Suzy, don’t even continue chasing me outside!” I shouted as I run out my room and went downstairs before Suzy could catch me up and kick me and drag me down like a serial killer.

“Hey, Sujin. You’re already awake,” Myungsoo said smiling.

“Good Morning Sujin~!” Hoya greeted with a plate of pancakes on his hands and placed it on the dining table. “Come on. Breakfast is ready,” he added.

“Wow~ you guys prepared breakfast? I should be the one cooking because you guys are in my house,” I said after I had finally calmed down from running away from Suzy.

“It’s no biggie, Sujin. We wanted to make breakfast since you were gone for more than a month and we wanted to make it up to you,” Myungsoo answered.

I smiled. “Thanks.”

“Oh my gosh Sujin. You’re still hard to wake up,” Suzy commented as she got in the kitchen.

“Oh yeah,” I answered back before sitting on the chair with the three of them sitting down, too.

“Come on, let’s eat!” I cheered before they agreed and we started eating.

We had a sleepover last night since they said that they missed me and they also wanted to hear about how Seoul is doing now but I didn’t told them the whole story especially the part when I met the five boys. We just chatted for hours that we didn’t even noticed it was already 1 o’clock a.m.

Actually, they were the only ones – including my parents - who know about me going to Seoul and that I had planned on building a branch of my boutique there and be famous. The whole Paris didn’t know about this. All they know was that I went to another country and had a vacation.

Bam!

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