“Noona” he approached her after their song “It’s good to see you here” he said a tinge of pink adorned his face

“Yes, it’s good to finally meet you, I heard a lot about you from Krystal” she replied returning his smile

:Uh, you’re close with Krystal too?” he asked a little dumbfounded “This girl, she should’ve told me about it” he thought

“Oh no, I’m close with her sister” she pointed to the still glaring Jessica “But we talk, especially when we do sleep over in their house”

“I see” he nodded in understanding

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“Omo! What are you doing here?” Tiffany said, surprised to see Nickhun sitting on a bench in front of the practice room

“I was waiting for you” a charming smile spread across his face. He stood up and took her bag, then guides her towards the parking lot

“Thank you” she said and gave Jessica a meaningful look and smiled

*Crash* did you hear that? It was the sound of his broken heart as he looked at Tiffany’s and Nickhun’s retreating back. He heard Jessica repressed a squeal, he shifter his gaze to her “Noona, I thought Tiffany noona doesn’t have a boyfriend.” He asked

Jessica nodded “You’re right, she does not have one.... YET!” she looked at him, excitement mirrored her eyes oblivious of what he feel. She gave him an excited grin forgetting she was grumping a little while ago.

He sighed quietly, with shoulders plump, he went back inside their now vacant practice room. He wanted to cry but tears wont fall as he banged his drums to his heart’s content, wishing the pain would go away.

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Krystal was on her way to CNBLUE’s practice room “They should be done by now” she murmured while looking at her wrist watch. She took the last curve and stop in a halt when she saw the scene in front of her. She heard his conversation with her unnie about Tiffany and Nickhun and she wanted to cover up to shut her up. “How could she be so insensitive!” she thought in frustration as she looks at Minhyuk’s sad face. “Aigoo” she huffs as she saw him went back into the room. And heard him banging his drums. She stood just outside the door, her hand on the knob, contemplating on what to do. And as if