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  ---------     "Hey, so nice singing with you. Maybe we can do it again some other time. By the way, are you from the States or something?"   He saw her mumbling something to herself and cringing but only maintained his smile despite the growing curiosity. He wondered if anything he had said, had offended the stranger.   "Good." She suddenly smiled and nodded at him. But he could see the smile was strained and possibly, forced. It didn't look good.   "Good?"   "Umm, me too. Uhh, bye."   She ran as fast as she could before he could stop her again. Unable to entirely understand what was happening, he could only stared at the now-empty entrance.   "What was that? Oh well...wonder when Heechul will be here. Better set things up first."   -----------   "Aish...I can't do it. My stupid voice wouldn't come out. But I thought it should be okay now after I'm done with 'stress-relieving' method. Aish, pabo Kyungri, ppalli."   She was silenced by a loud sound of somebody pushing hard the main door at the ladies' room.   'I wonder who was it.'   "Yah, Kyungri..I'm going back first. You're making me wait for too long."   "Unnie..."   "Unnie!!!" She jumped out of her stall. "Unnie, I was about to come out."   "Well, good. Because now I'm going back."   "Unnie, but we haven't started."   "Yeah, well, somebody's using the studio now. Maybe some other time." She patted the younger girl's shoulder   "Who?"   "Well, how do I know? Anyway, Kyungri-ah, you know the company rules right? Please don't tell anybody that I was there."   "Unnie...why are you so sca...."   "Promise me! Or I'm not helping you anymore."   "Fine. I won't."   After making sure the other girl would remember to keep her words, the one being called Unnie left the scene with a huge wave. Kyungri went back to the recording studio, pushing the door opened carefully.   "Oh, Kevin oppa? You're here?" Her eyes widened. She had thought one of the company's sound engineer would be in. Not one of her idol colleague. 'But why didn't Unnie just say it's Kevin oppa?'   "Uhm, yeah. Do I look like I'm somewhere else and appearing as a hologram here?" He laughed at her puzzled reaction.   "Oppa, you still need to practice on your sense of humour. I don't understand."   "Right. Thanks." He cringed at his own self. "So...you're here before this? For recording?"   "Yeah. I mean, no. Not recording, just...uhm, practicing."   "I see." He turned back to the control panel, pushing different buttons while referring to his notes before remembering something. "So you were here just now...who did you came with? Did Nine Muses have another new member?"   "N...new member? No. I....I came alone."   "Really?"   "Of course. Would I bring in a stranger in here and go against company rule?"   "I never said you broke any rules. But strange...just now there's a girl...probably an American girl, she was singing in here. You sure she wasn't here when you came?"   "American?! No! Oppa, I think you're being delusional. You sure you're not on drugs?"   "Drugs? Kyungri, you have worse sense of humour than me. Don't spread rumours."  He shook his head, and continued concentrating on the track he was working on. She shrugged and quietly took her bag before leaving the room.   "American? Who's American? Jungmin unnie? Pshhh yeawww."   ---------------   I tried to control and adjusted the silly look on my face when I reached the recording studio. I wanted to surprise Kevin hyung with the good news. I knew he had been worried about me. Hell, he worries about everyone. It's like it's his hobby. Him and Taehun. Those two sick dudes who had nothing better to do. Sometimes, I'm thankful for their care, but sometimes, I'd rather be left alone. It's not like they'd be able to help get me whatever I want with their 'care'. And what good is worrying too much gonna get them? I'm glad that as the leader, Junyoung already re