As soon as I sat myself in my usual bench at the park, I put my headphones on. I couldn't wait to listen to ikon's new song. I overheard a few girls in school talking about how good it was. Hanbin said he wrote it for me and my palms are getting sweaty just thinking about it. 

I press play and a catchy beat plays.

You’re my type, you’re my type

Even if you don’t say anything, I have a feeling

From your head to your toes, everything

You’re my type

When I look at you, I want you so bad I go crazy

I think about you even right before I go to sleep pow

Your sneakers under your thin ankles

A perfect harmony with your denim skinny jeans

Under your slightly big cardigan

Your falling, long, straight hair is so pretty

Your shy eye smile, the look on your face when you space out

It all looks so pretty to me, it makes my heart tremble

Why did you come now? You’re my type

The song finishes and I feel myself getting teary eyed. No one has ever talked about me like this. I didn't know anyone would ever feel like this for me. I can't believe he actually feels the same way as I do. 

I quickly dial Hanbin's number.

"Yoboseyo?"

"Hey, you. I heard the song." he'd never know but I had the biggest grin on my face.

He chuckled. "Did you like it?"

"I love it! Are you sure it's for me?"

"I told you, I wrote it after our first date!"

"The members didn't get suspiscious?" It's been almost 3 months. I wonder if the boys have any idea that there's an Inna in their leader's life.

"Nah, they just think I made up an imagin