I feel weird.

I was lying down when I opened my eyes to the blinding fluorescent lights hanging from the ceiling of my room.

My room? Where am I?

I shifted my gaze to the pale yellow wall and I’m pretty much confused how the hell my room became yellow since it’s almost the last before orange in my color palette.

As I started to lower my eyes, I saw a framed picture of five smiling and gorgeous boys. They look familiar but I can’t put it together where and when I’ve seen them. I put my finger up my temple to help my head function a little bit faster; my late father taught me this awesome trick when I was seven. It helps, really.

Of course! They’re SHINee.

I facepalmed my forehead so hard, it made an echo. How in this stuck up memory can I forget them? I’ve been stanning them for 5 years now, silly me. Well, I’m not a really bright person, I’m just average. Uhm, okay, below average.

But then why did my room drastically change? Is it my birthday? Did my sister finally decide on idolizing SHINee with me that she framed a really big picture? Awww, sometimes she’s such a sweet potato.

I sat up and immediately saw everything: I was not lying on my bed, I’m lying on a cold hard floor of a living room! The sofa, the big flat screen TV in front, the black massage chair, my eyeballs and teeny weeny brain can’t take all the information I’m getting right now.

Then, an intelligent but unbelievable conclusion came up without prior notice:

WHAT THE ACTUAL ? AM I IN SHINee’S ING DORM?!