((the next day))

today is Monday. so therefore they have school today and ends at 3. I quickly opened my eyes and looked at the clock. 2.34pm. WHY NO ONE WOKE ME UP???

I quickly went out of the room. no one. I quickly got changed I went to kris school.

I stood outside their school. since its December, I'm having a school holiday while they still had school. 

I waited till I heard their school bell. students were all running out. soon, I seem to see the pre debut kris. he looks lonely. "kris!!!" I shouted. he didnt turn back. whoops, I forget kris was his stage name, I chased after him while shouting his real name. "wu yi fan!!!" he stopped and turned. I smiled to myself and stopped running before walking to him.

"hey," I smiled sheepishly. have I told you? kris is my bias in exo. "yes? who are you?" he asked. he don't seem to be the cocky type I see in 2013. he seems more, lonely and sad when I looked in his eyes. 

"I'm bel, I'm having a vacation here in Canada!" I beamed while reaching my hand out for him to shake. he raised an eyebrow and slowly reach for my hand and shake it. KRIS OR WHATEVER WU YI FAN SHAKED MY HAND. I squeaked a little while he frowned. oops. 

"I'm... how do you know my name?" "you don't know? I-" . I almost said about he's from exo or whatever. if I said that he would have find me crazy and never talk to me anymore.

"I-" bel, quick find an excuse. "I, I forgot, I think I saw it on google." oh dear god bel, I think I just screwed it. 

"google?" he asked. "yes yes I don't know how either but I just got it" I quickly shot back. "oh" he raised his eyebrows in confusion again. 

"lets hang out," I asked. 
"why... why do you want to be my friend?" kris said unwillingly.
"why can't I?"
"I-I..." kris stuttered. 
"never mind, come on, follow me" I pulled his wrist as a gesture to follow me. slowly I released that awkward position, and surprisingly he actually followed me. 

I wanted to show his all my photos of him on my iPod touch, but sadly it didn't followed me here. it's in the whatever 2013 era. I didn't get to bring any of my things here, except myself, of course. 

I brought him to a cafe, if I remember I came here with my family before. we ordered a drink before finding a seat. "that'll be $15.40 miss" the cashier said. oops. I have no bag or money with me. kris notice my expression then he fished out his wallet and pay for the drinks. "I'm sorry... I'll pay back next time" he shook his head smiling while we quickly found a seat and sat down. 
 
"so... why are you so quiet?" I asked because I was really curious about his past and his attitude which is so different from 2013.

"I... could you tell me why you would want to be my friend first?" he stuttered a little.

should I say? maybe not now. "you seem like a good friend, you don't betray friends," I smiled at my excuse.

"look at me. who will ever wants to be my friend? I'm ugly yet people here call me dirty. no one ever wants to be friend. I'm just so curious why you would want to be my friend so badly." he sighed and looked back down at his drink. 

"no you're not. I want to be your friend." I said. 

he smiled. but then it vanished after seconds. "but why?"

"because... I know you." I mumbled while I looked down.

"you know me? like how?" he asked.

this is bad. he heard it. guess I have to say the truth. hey kris, it was nice meeting you. 

"trust me kris, you won't be the same like now next time. in the future, you'll be the most hottest guy that every girl who wants. goodbye." I smiled before standing up. he stand up and quickly grabbed my hands before I leave.

"what are you, a fortune teller?" he kinda shouted, but was whispering also. 

he pulled me back to my seat and forced me to sit down. wrong choice, bel.

"okay. yesterday, it was 2013. and then when I woke up it was 2009 today. since I am suddenly here, I decided to find you. I know everything about you. im not a stalker or whatever youre thinking now. but you are actually a kpop idol from a group call exo. your stage name is call kris." he frowned in confusion. I ducked my hands in my pocket. i have a habit. whenever when im explaining, i would always tuck my hands inside my pockets. I felt paper inside it. there wasnt inside just now?

I took it out and realized it was my kris photocard with my signature. feeling surprised, i wonder how it actually appear suddenly. i placed it on kris' hand. he looked at it with his eyes wide. "this... is me?" he asked. "yeah, believe it or not." I smiled at him, trying to lower the tension here. 

"I don't know," he ruffled his own hair in frustration. y, still. "keep it, I have to go" I quickly stood up and leave, not wanting to know what he want to say. he didnt stop me this time, and when I turned around, all his focus was only on the photocard. goodbye kris.