Hasun's pov:

"I didn't know, Onew oppa could sing..." I said and looked at Jonghyun oppa who was eating some chips on the chair in front of his desk.

I was sitting on his bed and he shrugged his shoulders.

"He can. And pretty well too. People are underestimating him because he's from the drama club and not the singing club. I mean, even I can be enchanted by his voice." oppa grinned and passed me some chips that I rejected.

"Why? Diet?"

I rolled my eyes and gave him a soft glare.

"No, I don't like the flavour, you idiot." I sighed as Jonghyun chuckled.

"I was more suprised about the school's diva." Jonghyun oppa suddenly said and I frowned.

Key?

"I thought he could only... look into the mirror." he laughed and I thought back at how much Key enjoyed performing. Like it was something to release his stress from.

"You didn't see Taemin dance?! That was just epic." I grinned, clapping my hands as I remembered that sudden change of gaze in his eyes.

"What do you want? Onew's brother went abroad to study, with scholarship! He has to be awesome."

"Why didn't you participate actually? Or Minho?" oppa asked curious as he closed a window on his laptop.

He turned his chair to me and waited for me to answer.

"Why should I? And Minho said he wasn't interested in it."

"Because you'll win and get pocket money?" Jonghyun grinned.

Rolling my eyes, I stretched my legs a bit on his bed.

"You know what I'm talking about, Hasun. You can sing pretty well too."

"I don't want to get the popularity." I smiled and rolled down the bed, stood up and left his room.

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Well...I'm now even more far away from my brother and Onew oppa. Even from Taemin.

Girls were circling around them, following them, confessing to them...

Can it get worse? Oh yes, they even give them gifts now!

What?!

Are they idols or what?!

I felt something being popped in my mouth and tasted the mint candy.

"Minho..." I said, without looking at him.

He hummed, patted my head softly and pointed at Key.

He was also having a lot of girls around him.

He lifted his head and our eyes met, but he just looked away.

Jerk.

I looked away and noticed Onew oppa giving me a small smile.

I blushed a bit and returned the smile. His smile just grew wider before he walked away from the group of girls around him.

"They're really popular." Minho said and nodded, agreeing on his own comment.

"For real, sherlock?" I rolled my eyes.

He looked at me, a teasing smile on his face and I slapepd his shoulder playfully.

"Come on, sherlock, let's get you some food before you start your match." I said and we walked together to the cafeteria.

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My eyes closed for the upteenth time this afternoon.

Girls around me were screaming like they were being killed by some serial killer!

It's just a soccer game, for goodness sake!

I rubbed my ears and sighed heavy, even though it couldn't even be heard.

Feeling my cellphone vibrate in my pocket, I took it out and opened the text message.

From: oppa

I'm sorry... :(
You're alright, right?

To: oppa

I'm alright, don't worry ;)

Just dont' turn into an and don't let any