Eunjung's P.O.V

The pretty evening ended terribly wrong, wrong in so many levels.

How do I process everything I went through moments ago?

First I am ignored by the oh-so-arrogant T.O.P, then that stupid flirt of Soohyuk tries to convince me T.O.P was jealous, but I didn’t believe him. To prove me wrong he just randomly kisses me in front of him. I somehow started to believe maybe he was indeed a bit jealous, but the oh-so-great Choi Seung Hyun couldn’t be less affected by it.

I just felt so damn dumb, a fool to believe in Soohyuk’s words, and for hoping, he wasn't lying. T.O.P was right when he said I shouldn’t get weird ideas, so feeling so damn weak I just decided to run out. I felt so inferior like I wasn’t good enough for him.

Who the hell does he think he is?

I started walking the streets that for some reason were oddly crowded tonight.

Out of the blue walking slowly I heard my name being called. I decided to ignore it because there must be other Eunjung in this crowd, nobody would randomly start calling my name in this crowded street, but as odd as it sounded that voice was strangely familiar to my ears.

I heard my name being called again by that oddly familiar voice, but I wanted nothing more to disappear into the crowd, but just then I felt a rough hand wrapped around my arm before forcing me to turn around, and when I did I just couldn’t help the shock that the sight of him provoke.

Now, what the hell is he doing here? Was he calling me earlier? Why did he follow me all the way here? Just when I wanted to be alone the person I least wanted to see (apart from Soohyuk) was just in front of me. What the hell did he want from me? To pity me? To laugh at me? 

Just when I parted my lips to speak, he wrapped his strong arms around my waist pressing my head against his warm chest.

My mind went blank, and I let my heart do all the speaking.

“I found you.” He whispered to me, and his deep voice sent shivers down my spine.

I couldn’t process what was happening, my heart felt like racing a marathon, my stomach went on a roller coaster turning upside down, and I felt ill, conscious of how loudly my heart was thumping trying to burst out of my chest. 

“S-Seunghyun?”

I couldn’t help but shiver under his touch and he just tightened the hug.

I felt so small in his arms, so weak. One second I hate him, and the other I accept the fact that I feel something for him. I just hated the control he had over my feelings, I just hated how his stare make me blush like a mad person, and now he was driving me even more crazy into his tight embrace.

No, Seunghyun, I am not letting you affect me anymore. 

“What are you doing? Yah, are you crazy?” I dare to say. I wanted to hug him tighter, but I couldn't let myself be more mentally affected, I was already unstable.

“Yah, sunbae.” I tried to free myself from his hug, but he didn’t pull back.

Damn, I can’t hold it anymore. I was so damn affected by him. I felt care in his embrace, but just moments ago in the café, he make me feel so insignificant. Why