If you've read my Himchan story, then you would have seen Subin, and probably have a slight idea, as to how she ended up meeting Kris, hehehe. This is my first (long) EXO story, and I'm really excited to (finally!) be writing about them!! :D Or just Kris, LOL hahaha, (I will do the others in the future ohohoho) even though I know the whole site is infested with EXO, I just hope that this can be something for you to laugh, smile, and have fun with, haha.

And besides, I've had a lot of people request for me to write about EXO, so yeah—happy reading, everyone!! ^^

Warning: It's super cliche, and I update like a snail lol I really do .__.

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My lips form a frown. "Seriously, what are you talking about?" I question, hoping that the annoyance in my query, can let him see how utterly confused I am, about this whole ordeal.

And instead of supplying me with an answer like how I want, he just simply stares at me for a bit more, where he then resorts to crossing his arms together, in mild interest.

"Hmm, you're quite good at this, huh?" he ponders out loud, after a moment or so.

I can't help but let out a small, irritated grumble. "Good at what?!" I snap, in clear frustration.

"Acting."

"Acting?"

"Yes, acting."

"Acting what, I don't get it?!"

"Acting as though this is your house, and that you have no idea who I am."

This takes me off guard, and I am now speechless.

A scoff of disbelief comes out of me, as I now firmly cross my arms together, too. "You've got to be kidding me, right?" I skeptically say. "You think that I would go out of my way, to lie to a total stranger, about living here? And that I have absolutely no idea where my furniture is, or who you're supposed to be?"

He nods his head at me. "Yes," he evenly says. "Like I said, I've heard something like this happen to someone else before." Stepping behind me, he now begins to push my body forward, and towards the front door. "So to avoid experiencing a similar thing, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

My feet are failing to dig themselves into the ground, to prevent me from moving, as I now draw nearer, and nearer, towards the outside. "What?!" I cry out. "N-No, you can't just force me out like this!"

But as soon as those words leave my lips, I find myself stumbling out of my front door, feeling as shocked as ever.

"If you go right now, then I won't involve the police in this," he announces, from the inside.

My jaw slackens from the amount of crazy, within this situation. "You're not seriously going to kick me out of my own house, are you?!" I hastily question.

There's an air of silence, which only lasts for a brief moment, until he shuts the door in my face.