A/N:

Bibimbap = Korean Mixed Rice

Oppa = Older Brother/Lover (used by females only)

Recap:

I saw a glint of happiness within her shining eyes as she mouth the words, “Yes, yes I will.” Just like that, my eyes never leave the petite figure of the cute faced woman walking away, Park Bom. “Yes, yes I will” replayed over and over again in my head, as Park Bom herself, imprinted deeper and deeper in my heart.

THIS CHAPTER IS CONTINUED FROM CHAPTER 20... SO THIS IS QUITE CONFUSING IF YOU DON'T REMEMBER!

Daesung’s POV:

“Are you sure this will work?” Minzy asked me.

“I don’t know,” I answered, “Better give it a try than not, we have nothing to lose.”

“True, I feel like an undercover spy,” we both giggled.

“Yeah, I guess. I hope this works,” we finished writing the anonymous letters in just a while. After that, we snuck the notes into Big Bang’s and 2NE1’s desks.

“I’m so nervous to see their reaction!” Minzy jumped up and down like a little kid.

“Let’s leave now,” I put an arm over her shoulder, “I’ll treat you a deluxe lunch!”

“Yaaaaaay!” she surprisingly hugs me while my arms are still hanging over her shoulder, “You’re the best!”

For some reason, I feel my heart beating faster, and my face getting hotter.How come I feel a hint of happiness? Could this be love? I really have to ask the guys because I’ve never date someone due to my look. But will they know what I’m talking about since they only play with girls’ hearts? Maybe I should ask Taeyang… or maybe 2NE1 can help me answer these questions! Anyway, I must seek the answer to my feelings soon.

Taeyang’s POV:

So bored. These people, really, flirting out in public. I FEEL SO LONELY!!!! Gaaaaah! I need a girl!

All of these thoughts are constantly running through my head as I walk with my head down. I’ve been walking around since the beginning of lunch because I can’t stand seeing those cheesy couples, whom I call friends. As I look up to see where I am, I bumped into something… no, not a something… a someone.

“Ooouch!” a sweet voice snapped me back into reality. I looked at the person standing in front of me, a cute and innocent-looking girl.

“Sorry!” I apologized, “I was z