Kai POV (Friday week 3)

Girl with no... Flawless girls have no charm. They are not interesting because they are perfect. A perfect life with the same daily routine. It's boring. The surely are attractive to look at but that's all. Ofcourse I've caught my eyes on a few girls, but today... Today I encountered the type I've been searching for. Defective ones... they cause that thrilling feeling. I like this thrilling feeling. The light stings around my ankle feel suprisingly good. I wrapped the towel around me and clothed myself. My body feels like starving right now. The deliverer should have come by now but I didn't hear the doorbell ring. I teached Seulgi to open the door incase the chicken man would be waiting in front of the house. I hurriedly wore a vest over my shirt and entered the livingroom where Seulgi is waiting, not wanting to leave her alone any second longer. I told her she didn't need to wait long, but I took pretty long. "Seulgi-a, did the food-" I looked at the back of the sofa, no Seulgi could be seen. But the moment I took my steps closer to the center of the livingroom, I saw Seulgi calmy lying on her side, with her eyes closed. With her head peacefully on the arms rest, the girl was sleeping. I took light steps closer to the sofa to see if she was really asleep. I had trouble with staying quiet, because even when gulping, it sounded like it would wake Seulgi up. And the worst is that right now, the doorbell is ringing. I quickly covered Seulgi's bare legs with my vest for sure and head to the frontdoor. You never know who is outside waiting. I took a look at the digital peephole and saw a man with an uniform from the fried chicken shop. I quickly ran on my barefoot through the frontyard, to open the port and get the food. After paying and receiving the food, I returned home. There is enough chicken for two, but it seems like Seulgi won't be waking up for now. She might wake up once she smells the delicious scent of fried chicken. I placed the paper bag on the lounge table wich was surrounded by the sofa. While unwrapping the packaging, I sat on the floor. Facing the sleeping Seulgi, I wondered if she would wake up if I smells the chicken. I bit my lips: "DELICIOUS MMM"

Seulgi POV (Saturday week 3)
"Seulgi..." I wrapped the blanket tightly over me and rolled away from the sound wich was bothering my sleep. "You've to wake up", a unfamiliar feminine voice said. I slowly opened my eyes while covering half my face with the blanket I was holding on. "I'm Jongin's mother..." The moment I realized I am not home but sleeping under someone else's roof, I hurriedly combed my hair out of my face to face none other than Jongin's mother. "Sorry... Ah anyongaseo... I'm-" "Seulgi... I know, Jongin told me about you. I just want to tell you to wake up to eat lunch....", the older lady said friendly and smiled. I nodded: "ah.. Yes, I'll come immediately" As soon the older woman left me alone in the room I've never been in before, I stepped out of the bed. I am still wearing my uniform. I didn't shower, remove my make-up nor brush my teeth. I spent the night at someone else's house. I rubbed around my eyes and then looked around. It has been a long time since I've slept so well in the weekend. Normally I would wake up either by screams and loud noises in the house or by myself because of a bad dream. I now remember that I fell asleep yesterday night and someone brought me here. After looking in the mirror wich was hanging on the wall beside the door, I followed Jongin's mother's steps. "Ah Seulgi... Jongin didn't wake up yet", a man in his 40's appeared behind the corner while I wanted to walk in the direction of the kitchen where mothers mostly can be found. Without looking at the man's face, I showed my respect and bowed 90 degrees. "Ah anyongaseo... I'm Kang Seulgi. Sorry for disturbing-" Just when I looked up again and looked at the Jongin's father's face... "Director Kim..." Director Kim is standing in front of me in his casual clothes. "Hehe shocked? I'm Jongin's father in case you ask. Nice to see you again... What do you think of some lunch my wife is preparing?", Director Kim asked and looked at the other side of the livingroom, the kitchen. So Jongin's father is director Kim I've known since I went to high school. He is kind and liked by many student. His features are pretty handsome for a man in his 40's, but I just cannot find any similarities Jongin got from his father. "No thank you... I really appreciate it but I... I... I have to leave...", I looked around the space and searched for my bag. From my memories, I remember I dropped my bag in the livingroom, somewhere around the sofas. For now, I just want to leave... Leave before I get asked many questions I don't want to answer. "Are you sure?", the man asked. I nodded and looked around the livingroom until I saw my bag on the floor beside the lounge table. I reached for it and then head to the front door after saying Jongin's mother goodbye. Jongin's father watched me put on my shoes:" What about Jongin? And where are you going?" The man tried to prevent me from leaving but I refused his hospitality.  "I'll text him... And I am going... to a friend... Krystal, you know her direct