Donghae’s POV

It’s already been about six months since I’ve been posted to this research lab after my graduation. I’m currently an intern here at the most famous and most developed Marine Biology Research Lab in all of Seoul. Why’d I choose marine biology, you ask me? Well, I’ve always been so fascinated with fishies ever since I was born. My all-time favourite movie is Finding Nemo (embarrassing, but it’s the truth) and I’ll still cry and weep like a baby when poor Nemo gets separated from his dad and then his dad goes to Sydney to find his son and then he meets this blue fish who takes him there but thought Nemo was dead when he finally saw him and… and…

Oops, sorry. I tend to get carried away when talking about it. I think I’ve watched that movie for twenty times already. Back at my apartment, Minnie hyung would always scold me for crying at such a childish movie. Sometimes when Kyu comes over to visit us (I think it’s mostly to visit Minnie hyung since he ignores me most of the time) he also saves me a snort for being so childish before totally ignoring me again… But it’s my favourite movie… I don’t understand why they don’t seem to like it… *pouts*

As I was saying, I was recently posted to my current job here only half a year ago, and I absolutely love it here. Sadly, I don’t really get to work with the fishies during my time here because I’m always stuck in the lab messing around with test tubes and stuff. Well, not that I’m complaining anyway. Did I mention that my boss is really good-looking? Actually, he's more of my superior than my boss, but I prefer calling him boss. (Don't tell the others please...)

I think I have the teensiest guy-crush on him. I can’t help stealing glances at him every time I think he’s busy looking at a boring slide with a microscope or fiddling about with colourful chemicals. He actually dyed his hair a salmon pink! Surprisingly, he actually looks really handsome with that pink hair and I always find myself staring at him (without actually getting caught, of course). Every time he whips his hair from his eyes or runs his fingers through his hair, it just makes me melt a little bit inside… Sometimes I wonder how it’d feel like, running my hand through that pink hair of his… I smiled without knowing it and pictured myself playing with his hair. I suddenly realized that he’d stopped whatever he was working at and was locking his gaze with mine. My eyes widened as I panicked at getting caught. Ohh crap…<