She was about to lose her damn mind. 

"You have a date?!" Nayoung stared at her sister who was packing back and forth in their suite. "You have a date?" 

Chorong wanted to turn around and just slap her sister across the face to make her realise the point; she had a date. Or ... maybe it wasn't a date? He only asked me to come. She tried to reason with herself. A plus one ... not a date. Or was it? Did she even want it to be a date? 

Of course not. 

"Yes, Unnie," Chorong sighed as she stopped walking and ran a hand through her hair. Wait that was definitely not what she was going to say. "I have a 'kind of' date." 

"What the hell does a 'kind of' date mean?" Nayoung made a face. "Either it's a date or it's not a date." 

"Then it's not a date ... or it is a date ... Damn, I don't know!" 

Nayoung just laughed, enjoying her sister squirm with trying to figure out what was going on. "Well ..." 

Chorong glanced back in her direction. "Well what?" 

"Well, what's it like?" Nayoung leaned over the couch, acting like some school girl who wanted to hear about her friend's new crush. "Tell me about him!" 

"I don't even know anything about him!" Chorong groaned as she flopped back onto the bed in the other room. "I should just cancel." 

"You are not cancelling your date!" Nayoung rolled her eyes as she jumped off the couch to scurry in her sister's direction. 

"Not a date!" 

"Fine, your 'kind of' date. Still, you're not cancelling. You're going." Nayoung was already throwing open the closet door, going through her things. 

"You can't actually make me go, you know?" Chorong propped herself up on the bed with her elbows and raised her eyebrows at her frantic sister. "What in the world are you doing?" 

"You can't just wear jeans and a t-shirt, Rongie." Nayoung mumbled as she flew through many different outfits, trying to decide on one. 

"We aren't little kids anymore, Yong Yong," Chorong rolled her eyes, which was beginning to become a usual thing around her sister. "I hate when you call me Rongie." 

"You look best in black, I think." Nayoung ignored what her sister was saying and continued to yank multiple things from the closet. 

"You're not even listening to me." 

Chorong pulled herself from the bed and decided to take the chance to escape while she had the chance. It wasn't like she had to decide if she was going right now, and she especially didn't have to decide on an outfit yet. 

She grabbed her bag from the table and slipped on her flip flops before heading right out the door. She felt relief cross her as she didn't manage to see Joonmyun in the hallway. She was sure if he would have been there she would have probably agreed right away to go. 

She made her way down the hallway and quickly pressed the down button on the elevator. She tapped her foot impatiently as she became so lost in thought. 

There was just something about him. He was mysterious and he made her question everything she ever believed in. To any other person, she probably would have turned him down straight up. She wasn't the dating type at all; she preferred to spend her time alone. 

But Joonmyun ... she knew there was something different about him that made her not turn him down completely. Maybe it was because he was a new face and not somebody she went to school with. Maybe it was because of the way he stared at her. 

Or maybe it was because she was just insane. 

Chorong walked out of the lobby to take to the city. She had only been there for three days now and she's barely seen anything but her hotel room. Well, and the boy next door. 

The sunlight was blaring down, and of course, she had forgotten her hat. She sighed just a little, but then shook her head. Now, she had a destination set in her head. The perfect reason to get out and explore her surroundings. 

As Chorong walked down the street, she took in a deep breath and smiled. Even though it was terribly hot, it was flat out beautiful on the island. She couldn't deny that. When she first found out they were coming to Jeju, of all places, she wasn't necessarily thrilled. Spending days in bikinis on the beach and dealing with the head wasn't on her 'to-do' list, but not that she was here, she couldn't help but relish in the natural, rustic feeling of Jeju. 

She was stuck her until the end of summer, so why not make the best of it? "When in Rome," she mused silently, smiling only to herself. "Or ... Jeju?" 

Eventually, Chorong neared a local market with vendors lining each side of the street. People were flocking to these small, makeshift shops, and the sound of the merchants yelling about their products flooded the streets. Chorong strolled past some of the shops slowly until finally, close to the end of the market, she found a seller in front of a table covered in scarves, sunglasses, and, thankfully hats. Her eyes were instantly drawn to a pastel yellow wide-brimmed sun hat sitting on the corner of the table. She picked it up, and after looking it over for a moment, she handed the money to the woman and pulled it onto her head. Perfect fit. 

She thought back to Joonmyun and his nickname he had given her. "Hat girl." A part of her couldn't help but smile knowing that he had thought about her that much to give her the nickname. 

When she saw him again on the balcony, she knew something was different about him. She liked the way he had looked at her then. Before they talked and before they were face to face. He held a look of pure shock from seeing her. Like he had been waiting all his life for her to come back into his life, when reality it had only been a day. 

As much as he gave her a weird feeling when they had met outsider her door, she still couldn't shake that initial moment on the balcony. She knew they shared something then. She wasn't exactly sure what, but she liked it. And that scared her. 

Chorong picked up her stuff and began to head out of the market. She had spent enough time sightseeing, and decided it was time to head back to the room. But then, everything went just a bit too fast. 

Maybe Chorong had stepped out into the street too quickly. 

Maybe the guy on the motorcycle just wasn't watching what he was doing. 

Either way, the vehicle sailed past her, just b