Yumi turned her head and saw who was calling out her name. ‘Xiumin-ssi.’

‘I’m a ssi now? What happened to calling me oppa?’

‘Galaxy oppa is here too!’ Kris came out into the light.

‘Kris!’ Yumi exclaimed in surprise.

‘Why are you so shocked to see me?’ he went up to her and pinched her cheek.

‘Kris!’ she tried to move his hand away but it made her suffer even more.

‘You’ve gotten chubbier.’ He commented then let go. Her face flushed red where he had pinched her.

‘Yumi, who are these guys?’ Sooyoung pulled Yumi aside.

‘They’re friend,’ Yumi simply replied.

‘Ahh, right,’ Sooyoung said staring at the two guy. ‘They’re as strange as you.’ Yumi laughed at Sooyoung’s comment. ‘What brought you y men here?’

‘May I steal Yumi for a moment?’ Xiumin asked. ‘I want to talk to her about a private matter.’ Sooyoung looked at Xiumin then back at Yumi and then back at Xiumin who shows no emotion, then back at Xiumin again.

‘If she’s willing to go then I guess,’ Sooyoung replied and the attention was turned to Yumi. Yumi knows what Xiumin wanted to talk about but she was afraid of what Xiumin would say. She mustered up all the courage she had left in her and nodded her head.

Whilst Xiumin and Yumi walked elsewhere to talk about a serious matter, Kris stayed with Sooyoung so she’d be safe. But being who he was, he wanted to run off and hear what Xiumin wanted to say to Yumi. ‘So, how do you know our Yumi?’ Kris finally asked after playing with the firework.

‘Our Yumi?’

‘Yes, our Yumi.’

‘Why is she YOUR Yumi? She’s MY Yumi.’ Sooyoung protested and stood on her top toe but barely reach Kris’s shoulders.

‘Shortie,’ Kris laughed. ‘She’s our friend’s girlfri- or should I say ex? Since they broke up?’

‘Luhan?’

‘Oh you know him?’

‘Yeah, I know him very well. Why did he break up with Yumi?’ Sooyoung clenched her fist. ‘I oughta punch his brain out. How dare he make my Yumi suffer?’

‘With your height, you’d barely reach his head.’ Kris laughed. ‘I understand you but he has his own circumstances.’

‘Like what?’

‘Family.’

‘Here,’ Xiumin sat beside Yumi and handed her a warm canned coffee.

‘Thanks,’ she took it from his and rubbed it against he