After covering Jonghyun with a blanket, Mikayla hopped into the shower. She changed into a a light purple and white polka dot dress with silver glitter heels that about 3 inches high. Her hair was in a fishtail braid with extra curls dangling from the side of her face. She slowly left the bathroom trying not to wake up Jonghyun, but it was too late the sound of her heels woke him up.

"You look nice."

"Thank you."

"Where are you going?"

"Well, I was going to meet a friend for breakfast and then interview for a job..."

"Where as a model?"

"No as a makeup/hair stylist."

"Where?"

"You ask A LOT of questions Jong."

"Well, I'm just concerned that's all, I don't want you to go just anywhere dressed like that."

"Like what?"

"Beautiful!"

"Thank you Jong."

"SO once again where are you going?"

"I am interviewing for a job at SM."

"Really?"

"Yep, I just have to go pick up an application."

"Wow, that's fantastic." Jonghyun said smiling as he stood up hugging Mikayla.

"Okay, well I should really get going. I'll see you later right?"

"You should see me later." He laughed.

"Good, I'll make a fancy dinner."

"Oo, sounds nice."

"Okay, bye Jonghyun."

"Bye."

Mikayla walked out the door with her purple metallic bag, her face wrinkled up. This was the first time she lied to Jonghyun, what was she turning into. She had planned to go to Woolim HR to see why she was fired and find out if she could reapply. Now she writes in her notepad on her phone to go to SM and get and application. Mikayla walks to Shay's cafe listening to SHINee's Hello. When she finally arrives Woohyun is already there sitting at booth in the back of the cafe. Mikayla creeps up trying to surprise him, but Woohyun heard her heels clicking on the ground.

"Hey Mika...you look really nice."

"Thank you, you don't look too bad yourself." Woohyun was dressed with a black button up and dark black jeans.

"Me.., so what's up Mikayla?" Woohyun said looking at hisself.

"Well, I'm fired." She pouted with a serious face.

"Oh.."

"You knew didn't you?"

"Knew what?"

"Oh my gosh, you knew I was going to get fired." Mikayla scoffed.

"Well, not really, I just knew that someone talked to the manager about getting a new stylist."

"Why and WHO?"

"I don't know Mikayla, I just overhead."

"Fine.."

"I actually have a question for you.."

"What?" Mikayla asked while thinking in her head that he was going to confess his heart to her.

"Can you tell I haven't been sleeping?"

"What? No, and why haven't you been sleeping."

"All I am going to dream about is my stupid mess up on stage! I don't want that!"

"I think you should see a therapist. They can really help you.."

"NO, Mikayla, nothing is wrong with me. I made a mistake, a stupid mistake, and I don't want to forgive myself."

"But Nam wouldn't you rather get better instead of dwell over what could of or should of happened?"

"I don't need to get better, nothing is wrong with me. I just haven't been sleeping that's all."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I have been day dreaming for a while, but that's normal."

"Daydreaming about what?"

"I don't know, what if I was never was born, maybe Infinite would have one that competition."

"Nam, don't say things like that!"

"Why, what if it's the truth?"

"It's not okay, you're an amazing singer. Infinite needs you, they're a team and they need their teammate." Mikayla said as she placed her hand over Woohyun's. Suddenly she realized what she did and how it was embarrassing to her. Her face blushed up and Woohyun couldn't help but smile. Woohyun reached for Mikayla's hand as she tried to slowly pull away.

"Will you come with me to the therapist?"

"Uhm... I don't know Woohyun..."

"I thought you wanted me to go..?"

"I do, it's just." Mikayla paused and saw the fear of rejection gleaming in Woohyun's eyes.

"Okay, let's go." Mikayla smiled.

Woohyun perked up and placed a tip and the money owed for the coffee he bought onto the table. He stood up and waiting for Mikayla to slide out of the booth.

"So where are we going?" Mikayla questioned.

"Sunggyu scheduled an appointment for me at the NM Doctor's office."

"Okay, that's like a 30 minute drive and a 1 hour walk."

"It's okay we're taking a taxi." Woohyun replied, leading Mikayla out of the cafe. He signaled a taxi rather quickly with a loud whistle.

"After you." Woohyun said politely.

"Why, thank you." Mikayla said as she entered the taxi.

Mikayla scooted all the way to the window and clipped on her seatbelt, Woohyun did the same on the opposite side of the taxi.

"Hello, where too?"

"Uhm 121 Atters Avenue."

"Okay." The old taxi man replied.

Woohyun and Mikayla sat far away from eachother even though the distance was about 11 inches. It seemed they were miles away to Woohyun. He longed to "know her," he was curious about everything that had to do with her. To be honest,ever since she started working for Woolim he wondered, why she would settle for being behind the scenes when she could easily be the scene. Woohyun chuckled as Mikayla was trying to get comfortable enough to take a nap.

"What's so funny?" Mikayla questioned.

"You."

"What about me?" Mikayla growled.

"It's nothing bad, it's just your funny when you're trying to sleep."

"Well, I had a rough night and barely got much sleep."

"Oh yeah, the call.."

"Not just the call, there was you and Jonghyun and it was just hard to find time to sleep."

"Oh, about that, I'm really sorry."

"Don't be, it's fine." Mikayla said staring out the window.

"Okay." Woohyun smiled as he slowly inched closer to Mikayla without her noticing.

Mikayla turned her head quickly to see Woohyun closer than before. Mikayla just turned her head back to the window, still trying to get comfortable. Woohyun grabbed Mikayla's arm.

"Mikayla, why don't you just lay down?"

"Well, uhm..uh." Mikayla stuttered.

"You can lean on my shoulder, I don't mind."

"Uhm, well."

Woohyun laughed as pulled Mikayla closer to him and she slightly rested her head on his strong firm shoulder.

"T-thanks." Mikayla whispered as she finally rested her head completely on his shoulder.

***

Mikayla couldn't help but think to herself...

His shoulder is quite comfortable...why would he allow me to rest on him? Oh no, am I causing pain on his shoulder? I hope my hair isn't in his face...

She took a big breath and smelled a nice aroma.

Is that him? He smells nice.. I hope my perfume didn't wear off. Why am I even acting like this?

***

Woohyun couldn't wipe his big silly grin off of his face.

She is really laying down on my shoulder. This weird girl why was she so shy?

He looks at her outfit more clearly.

Wow, she does look stunning. She dressed up just to see me? Her hair is so shiny...and do I smell Emerald #101 perfume? And...why do I know this? Haha,  anyway, she is all dressed up in nice clothes and is wearing expensive perfume. Shouldn't she be an idol? She has all the qualifications to be one, she could be part of the new Woolim girl group. I wonder if she'll take the offer...

***

About 35 minutes passed and the taxi cab comes to a stop.

"Here is your stop." The driver spits out as he smacks his bubble gum.

"Thank you, Mikayla wake up." Woohyun said as he slowly shook her.

"Mmm." Mikayla whispered as she sat up to stretch.

Woohyun opened the door and held it open for Mikayla. Woohyun pays the taxi man and walks with Mikayla to the giant building before them.

"Mikayla, do I have to go?" Woohyun nagged.

"Yes, I think this would be good for you." Mikayla reassured.

"But I feel a lot better."

"Oh do you?" Mikayla reached in her purse and pulled up an article about Woohyun's incident. She zoomed in on the number of people who saw it.

Okay, I don't feel better..." Woohyun whispered as he pushed away Mikayla's phone.

"But, won't time heal my wound?" Woohyun asked as he wiped a tiny piece of eye crust off of Mikayla's face.

"Oh, thank you." Mikayla shyly whispered as she looked down.

Woohyun didn't notice until she looked down that he had made her feel uncomfortable. He just scratched the back of his neck and smiled.