Don't freak out, Chorong ... 

It was too late. She was already freaking out and she was freaking out badly.

What the hell had just happened? She wasn't even supposed to be there. She didn't plan on it, anyway. She had every intention of not going when she arrived at Joonmyun's door. She was going to tell him that she was sorry, but she couldn't come. 

And yet she couldn't do it. She was sure it was because he was staring at her. In her mind telling someone no turned out a lot better than reality. When you've got someone begging you to go and using - what seemed like - mind control to get you to do it, it's hard to actually follow through and say no. 

Damn it. 

She weaved through a jungle of people and stumbled out of the crowd. She needed to calm down. She needed to calm down or she would probably go back there and either slap him or kiss him. 

Chorong had no idea what she was feeling. Of course Joonmyun was an attractive guy who seemed into her. Wouldn't anyone want that? She thought she did. But every time she got close to accepting the fact that they had a connection, she pulled away and left. 

No, she ran away. 

She let herself become so caught up in the moment that she was going to kiss this guy. This guy that she hardly knew anything about. She knew that was nothing like her. So why was this guy different? 

Chorong pushed her way through some people blocking the bathroom door and flung herself at the sink. She quickly turned the knobs and let the water fall right into her hands before tossing it up at her face. Her breathing began to slow and the cool sensation from the water was helping her calm down. 

She had to figure out what to do. 

She looked up at her reflection in the mirror and sighed. She wasn't Nayoung. She didn't know how to act in these kinds of situations. How do you decide on whether or not you want to kiss someone? How do you even decide on whether or not you should stay or leave while you can? Chorong had no idea. This was all new to her. She never had someone who wanted her as much as Joonmyun came off as. It was confusing. 

"You've got to calm down and think rationally, Rongie," she groaned after accidentally calling herself by her nickname. She had been talking to Nayoung too much. "He's a boy. You're a girl. These kinds of things happen. He seems like a good guy, so why not?" 

Even the words that came out of didn't sound like herself. If she were home in Seoul, she would be sitting in her room right now watching a re-run of The Heirs or instagramming stupid selfies. But now she was forced into spending her summer in new territory ... she had no idea on how much she would change. And a part of her was afraid that the girl that would be sitting her bedroom is going to be a lot different because of this one boy. 

Or ... maybe she was overreacting. 

She leaned her head against the sink, trying to ignore the two girls who were walking into the bathroom at that moment. 

"-sorry that happened to you, Soojung," one of the girls was saying as the door behind them swung shut. Chorong looked up at that moment, seeing two beautiful, fair girls moving towards the mirrors and checking their appearances. "I can't believe you slept with him though. You didn't know him!" 

"I know," the other girl, Soojung, groaned as she pulled lipgloss from her purse. "But you didn't see him or hear him. He just ... I was so captivated by him. And after Taemin stood me up I needed someone like him, Sulli." 

"I heard from a lot of other girls that he's quite the charmer. And very easy on the eyes," Sulli - Chorong assumed - turned her attention to Soojung as she let her elbows prop her up against the sink. "I also heard he sleeps with a lot of girls." 

"I wish I would have known that before I saw him. Seriously, he treated me like this morning. I actually thought I had met a decent guy." 

"What even is a decent guy? They're all pigs." 

Chorong couldn't help but subconsciously agree with the two girls about that. With her experience with the male population back home, she had come to realise that guys only wanted one thing. 

"I just was really hoping that maybe for once I could have something good. Damn, the moment I saw that amazing smile I was hooked." 

Amazing smile? That caught Chorong's attention again. She couldn't help but think of Joonmyun right then and there. But it couldn't be, right? What were the odds that she was here with the guy these two girls were talking about? 

"Again, I'm really sorry that happened to you. I feel bad for the next girl that gets caught by him." 

"You and me both," Soojung chuckled slightly. "But really ... as much as I hate that guy ... he was fantastic in bed. I had never screamed so loud in my life," she shook her head smirking. "He just kept yelling at me to scream his name and all I could choke out was 'More, Joonmyun!' It was a bit embarrassing to be quite honest." 

Joonmyun. There was no way. There was no way that they were talking about the same Joonmyun. Not the guy out there that seemed like a decent person. That guy was a completely different Joonmyun that the horrible person they were talking about. 

But the more she thought about it, the harder it was for her to think that way. This was the same Joonmyun that she was so hesitant about. The same Joonmyun that came off as someone who wanted her. And it was at that point that she realised that he didn't want to date her. 

He wanted to sleep with her.

 Chorong could feel her blood boiling as she gripped the sink with both hands. She felt like, if she tried, she could have crushed the sink and let it crumble to the floor. She had never been so angry in her life. And she wasn't even just angry. 

She was completely embarrassed. 

How could she have been so naïve? She knew there was something about him that was telling her to stay away. And she didn't listen. She just had to come with him tonight. She just had to make conversation with him. And she just had to almost kiss him. 

She felt like an idiot. 

"I'm sorry to interrupt," Chorong turned to the two girls, her heart pounding not only from being angry but also nerves from talking to random people, "but are you sure that the guy you're talking about ... his name is Joonmyun?" 

"Um," Soojung made a face, obviously surprised by Chorong's sudden outburst, "yeah, I'm positive." 

That was all Chorong needed as she bolted from the bathroom. She was raging. She wanted to run right up to him and hit him across the face. She wanted to tell him to his face that she wasn't one to be used. That he wasn't going to get what he wanted with her. 

But as she neared the corner which would reveal herself ... she stopped. What the hell was she doing? This guy was putting on a show to get her to fall for him. He was playing his own game. 

And she was going to let him off the hook with a little yelling and maybe a slap across the face? Absolutely not. He wasn't getting off that easily. She didn't just want to yell at him. She wanted revenge. She wanted to get even. 

She wanted payback. 

But how was she supposed to get that? She was such an open book, at least according to Nayoung, and she had no idea on how to even get revenge. She never felt the need to. But now ... now that's all she could focus on. 

This guy was going to pay for trying to use her. 

She leaned against the wall and took a deep breath. What could she do? She didn't want to cause him physical pain like getting him hit by a car or thrown in the ocean. She wanted to hurt his feelings, or even piss him off. 

That's when it hit her. This guy was expecting her to fall for him. So ... why shouldn't she? She got good grades in acting class. She could pull off a fake connection. She could lead him on and turn him down the moment he thought he was going to get what he wanted. 

"You can do this ... just act ... ty," she tried to convince herself as she peaked around the corner and scanned the room until she found Joonmyun back at the bar. She clenched her hand into a fist just at the sight of him. No, calm down ... This won't work if you can't conceal your feelings. 

She leaned back against the wall and closed her eyes, preparing for her biggest role. She had to make this guy believe that she wanted him. She could do it, right? She just ... had to act like Nayoung. You can do this ... she mused silently as she pulled away from the wall. 

She was surprised that her feet weren't acting like they were glued to the floor, but instead they were carrying her right in Joonmyun's direction. She tried to keep her cool as best as she could and forced a smile when he looked up and saw her. 

"Hey, you're back." 

Chorong narrowed her eyes at him and tried her best to fake a 'y' voice. "I'm back." What the hell was that? She definitely sounded like she was trying too hard. She sounded ridiculous. 

She swallowed hard and let out a fake cough, pretending as if her previous voice was the result of a sore throat. "I'm back," she repeated in her normal voice and forced one more smile. 

Joonmyun eyed her with a confused expression, but it soon faded into his gorgeous grin that she had, to her dismay, become a little fond of. She held her hands behind her back and practically clawed at her arm with her nails trying to get out the anger she was feeling without being too obvious. 

"Do you want to get out of here?" Joonmyun stood up a