Lu Han

If I were your boyfriend I would never let you go…

(Justin Bieber’s Boyfriend)

“Lu Han, why don’t you call her instead of listening to that song hundred times?” I jerked to Kris’s voice from behind my back. I sighed before looking at him. “Why? If you feel worried you should have called her. Since last night you don’t look good, and you didn’t even sleep.” Kris provoked while making his way to the kitchen. Kris had slept on my apartment after last night I picked up him from hotel. That hotel…, sigh…, Seyoung met her friend, and after that dinner I drove her to the office, and until now I didn’t know how she was going.

“I don’t know her number…,” I yearned, “… yet.”

“WWWW –WHAAAT??” Kris who was in the middle of drinking water suddenly burst out few of it into counter. “YOU ARE HER BOYFRIEND, RIGHT? KIDDING ME, DON’T YOU?” His eyes opened wide as he spoke out of shock.

I nodded chuckling seeing him act like that. “Yesterday was our first day. I haven’t got her number.” I said. “Does that explain enough why I can’t contact her?” I frowned. “Yes, because I don’t have her number.”

“Ouch, it’s frustrating…,” Kris groaned, “just come to her office then.” He suggested.

“I don’t know the level of her office…,” I answered, giggling by myself. “You find this situation ridiculous, right?”

“Of course.” Kris hissed. “Weird to the moon and back, you guys are couple, but lack the basic…?” He arched one of his brows before sitting on the couch, beside me. “Have you…,” he eyed me, “… done it?”

I lined my eyes before fell to laughter. “Oh, Wu Yi Fan, you don’t know how we become a couple…,” I breathed, “… we are a quite weird couple, you know….,” I added, “everything was out of the blue, and we just make it.”

“You love her, don’t you?” Kris asked again smirking.

“I do.” I said without having any hesitation. “But she hasn’t.”

“Huh? What do you mean?” He questioned.

“She likes me, but she hasn’t loved me yet.” I replied.

“Ouch… woman is sure hard to get.” Kris mumbled. “Patient, buddy!” He patted my shoulder, assuring. 

Choi Seyoung

Miss Yang had already left her desk this noon. Babo too had gone home. There was no sound whatsoever in this room. I sighed, looking at my computer screen. My webtoon for today’s deadline had already been finished hours ago, but why was I still here? I hadn’t gone home since last night. I still wore the same blouse I wore yesterday. I didn’t even recall showering or having meals. I completely engrossed in my job. Sigh, as usual. I arched my back when suddenly my mind flew to Haeyeon and unconsciously I touched my cheek with my palm. Last night she slapped me. Real hard. I knew I shouldn’t have talked about that bastard Shin, but it just came out. Really, I hoped she would be happy. Haeyeon was one of closest friends I ever had back then during my high school. Our parents always met together, had dinner, or played golf, and any other things that made us close since we met in those occasions as well. During high school, I would go shopping or just talking in the coffee shop after school with Haeyeon the most because she hated going home. If she wanted to go home, she would come to her family’s hotel (I went there last night with Lu Han) that was why I knew every corner of the hotel. It seemed like now the hotel was in her possession. I see, Haeyeon got no other choice aside of taking the responsibility as the heir. The old Haeyeon had gone as well. Now she had