I heard a familiar beeping noise that cut through my dream, sharp like a knife, loud like a bullet. I noticed that my head hurt really much and I wasn't really sure how I got this terrible headache that nastily burned my head. I also felt like throwing up, now that couldn't be a good sign.

The noise kept irritating my ears even after I tried to ignore it, so in the end I to force myself to open my eyes. I checked the caller ID from my phone, and saw that the caller was my best friend, Jackson Wang. Well, my only friend to be exact.

"What?" I asked out with my groggy morning voice, sounding way more grumpier than I actually was. I did feel a bit apologetic for making him feel like he wasn't appreciated. "Sorry..." I muttered, but thankfully he just laughed it off.

"Hey nerd, where are you?" He asked. We called each other nerds, so people wouldn't have to do that behind our backs. Being called a nerd wasn't that bad after all.

"I just woke up." I groaned, blaming him for that.

"Well... Isn't this awkward.. Where exactly did you sleep?" Jackson asked and that sounded really weird.

"What?" I asked out loud, but some weird noise gained my attention. It came from the bed I had just got up a moment ago. There was something, no, someone under my- wait a minute. That wasn't my blanket... I glanced around and saw the room I was in, wasn't definitely mine.

"You see, I'm over your house and your mom says you're not home." Jackson continued. I didn't know what to say, but I knew I needed some darn good explanation for this one.

"Jackson.. I might have to call you back." I said and ended the call before he could protest.

I saw one leg coming from under that blanket, and it didn't seem very comforting since I saw no jeans or whatsoever wrapped around it. I suddenly realized something and glanced down, only to see my clothes on the floor and my own body. When I say , I mean .

I gulped and started dressing up, hoping I could just silently slip away from here before the one in the bed would wake up. I was in the middle of buttoning my shirt, when someone groaned. I tried not to mind and get out soon, before I was noticed.

"Lee Jieun?" Someone asked out loud in the otherwise quiet room, and I glanced up after recognizing the voice that was way too familiar to me.
Oh. My. God.

What had I done? It was Mark Tuan!

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