Miyoung POV:

"You at video games, Hyukjae-ssi."

"That's no way to talk to your oppa, Miyoung."

"I don't believe in that word."

"Right."

"But seriously, you should learn how to play video games."

"You're just too good at them, Miyoung."

"Whatever.  Aren't you tired of hanging out with me, Hyukjae-ssi?"

"You have the energy of a five-year-old kid.  Why wouldn't I be tired?"

"Because you were the one who made me hang out with you."

"Why don't you go take a nap or something?" Hyukjae said.  

I thought about it and nodded.  "A nap sounds cool.  See you later."

Yesung POV:

"Yesung hyung, don't you dare touch my--"

"Too late, Siwon.  I already touched it!"

"Guys, you sound so sick!" Teukie hyung yelled.

"Get your mind out of the gutter, hyung.  I was only touching his philtrum."

"Why don't you ask Miyoung if she wants a snack?" Siwon glared at me as I got up.  

"Geez, don't be a baby, Siwon."

"Sometimes, I'm glad that I have my own place.  You're really weird."

"That hurts, Siwon." I clutched my heart in mock-pain.  He snickered.

"I'll be going!  Don't miss me for too long," I sang.  I climbed the stairs to Miyoung's room.

"Miyoung-ah, Siwon wants to know if you want to eat a snack!" I exclaimed.  I knocked on her door, but there was no answer.  "Miyoung?"

I opened the door and walked in.  Wow, it's messier than my room!  "Miyoung, Siwon wants to know if--"  I glanced over to where she lay and realized that she was sleeping.

"Sorry, Miyoung," I whispered.  I was about to walk out, when I realized that she dropped her stuffed bear.  "Here you go," I sang, opening her arms a bit.  When she grabbed me instead of the bear, I started freaking out.

"What should I do?" I said quietly.  I don't want to wake her, but I want to get out.  Why does she have to have a strong grip?

I heard a faint shuffling of feet, and Kibum passed the doorway.  I was about to call out, but he walked in and leaned against the doorway.  "Need help?"

"Yes.  And stop staring."

"It's amusing."

"Whatever."

Miyoung POV:

"You guys are so loud," I mumbled.  Siwon wasn't there, which meant that he was at his own apartment.  Shindong decided that he would stay over at Nari's for a while.  But two members less didn't seem to make a difference.

"Sorry," Heechul whispered sarcastically.

"I was sleeping," I whined.

"We'll keep it quiet." Sungmin glared at Heechul.

"Thank you." I bowed.

"Stop that.  It's weird," Heechul said.

"I'm going out for a walk.  Anyone want to join?" I asked.

"I would, you see, but our manager doesn't want us to go out for long."

"Oh.  I'll be back in fifteen minutes."

"Don't stay out late."

"I'm only planning on walking through the neighborhood."

I grabbed my jacket from the closet and quickly put on my sneakers.  "Bye!"  I zipped up my jacket and waited until I was out of the apartment complex.

"It's nice to be alone, for once," I said to myself.

I met a few of the neighborhood restaurant ladies as I passed by their shops.  They kind of scare me.  I should really ask one of the Super Junior members about them.

"Out of my way!" One boy--or girl--ran past me, knocking me down.

"Gosh." I picked myself up and brushed the dirt off my pants.

The boy--or girl--stopped running for a second and saw me.  "Hey, I'm sorry--"

"Where'd Taemin go?"

"I think he went this way!"

The boy--Taemin, I assumed--put a hand over my mouth and dragged me into an alley.  "Stay still, okay?"

The voices got louder, and Taemin's breathing got quicker.  I closed my eyes and hoped that I wouldn't have to use martial arts.  After they passed, Taemin let me go.

"Hey, I'm Taemin.  Sorry for what happened."

"What the heck?"

"Some fans saw through my disguise."

"Fans?"

"My name is Lee Taemin," he said.  

"Should I know you?"

"I guess we aren't popular enough." Taemin's face fell.

"One of the people I'm staying with said the same thing."

"What's your name?"

"Lee Miyoung," I replied.

"Well, I'm in a group called SHINee," Taemin said.

"Pretty name," I said.  "Do you know where we are?"

"You don't know the area?"

"I just moved in, and I was exploring the neighborhood..."

"Sorry for the inconvenience.  I'll walk you to your house," he told me.

"Sure," I said.

He took my hand and put his mask back on.  "Gotta take precautions."

I simply shrugged.  "You look young."

"I am."

We made it back to the apartment complex in twenty minutes.  "Thanks."  He refused to let go of my hand until we reached my door.

"You can come inside," I said.

"Are you sure?  What will your parents think?" he asked.

"I live with my older brother and his friends," I said.

"Oh, then I guess I will come in," he said.

"I'm home!" I yelled.

"You're late, Lee Miyoung!" Sungmin yelled.

"Whatever."

Ryeowook came out of the kitchen and waved at me.  He noticed Taemin beside me.

"Hyung?" Taemin asked.

"What are you doing here?" Ryeowook asked, equally astonished.