After an hour or so, we appeared at the site of filming, and we blended into the crew, away from the sight of the other girls. We brought food, and refreshments and of course, water.

"Okay, cut. Good job everyone! We're done for the day!" The director shouted.

"Thank you everyone! Thank you Director Kang. Thank you!!!" The girls shocked me with their polite behaviour.

"Unnie!!!" Naeun could not resist screaming.

The girls had obvious looks of shock on their faces, not expecting us to have came early. It didn't take an idiot to know that they were obviously hungry, given how they rushed for the food that we brought. Of course, I kept the variety of dishes to as non-local as possible. The best has to be saved for the last. But, for now, our plan is to visit the local Ferris wheel. It towered at 15 feet. One ride was, close to 30 minutes. But, it was so expensive that I could never afford it. But of course, APink were kind, and were raking in big bucks. It ended up with them paying for my ride as well. I was obviously ashamed, being the guy in the group and yet, I had to rely on them. I tried not to let it show. 

 This Ferris Wheel gave us an aerial and undisturbed view of the surroundings. Chorong whipped out her phone and asked the girls together for a selfie. Being an outsider myself, I kept myself out of the boundaries of the camera.

"Where's Seo Joon?" Chorong asked.

"Ohh, I don't want Pink Pandas to swarm me and murder me the moment we are out of here." I joked. "And, my name is Marcus!"

Chorong chuckled for a moment. "This photo won't be uploaded on our social media accounts though. So, come join in, you pabo. I just gave you a korean name!"

Embarrassed, I ran behind Eunji, all the way at the back, and smiled. I'm feeling special, because they treated me as a part of them for now. I was busy thinking about how Chorong used the word pabo. I believe I read that it was used as a term for affection, just last night. I was rather confused though, but shrugged it off as just a friendly term.

For the remaining of the duration, all I could hear was "Wahhh", "Oh my god", "This is just beautiful". I ended up being their tour guide and information booklet, answering every question that they asked.

After we alighted, all I heard were screams. Seems like the fans have managed to figure out where the girls were from the pictures they posted on their social media accounts. The screams stopped for a moment as the fans shot me death glares, obviously jealous that I was just in the same cabin as the girls. How I wished I could just run back into the cabin we just alighted from. It was scary, considering there were hundreds