She dialled his number endlessly, and yet it went to his voicemail. She was annoyed and threw her phone on the vanity table. But soon after, it sang her favourite ringtone - he is calling, finally!

  "Yah" she yelled   Suho was speechless for a moment, and then asked timidly, "Why?" "Have you been ignoring my calls?" She asked fumingly. "No, never Eunji-ah. My manager was right infront of me. How could have I answered it? He would kill me for sure!" He reasoned "But still…at least should have texted me saying you could not. I was trying for almost an hour" She pouted "Mianhe" He could not say anything else After a pause, "Why were you calling, btw? Is there something important?" Eunji hesitated a bit, since she had forgotten about it and forgotten how angry she was when she saw that video. "Well, about that…Why did you let him touch your abs?" She just mumbled the last part "What? I didn't catch that." "Nevermind"  She felt shy all of a sudden. She realised how childish her anger was, over such a petty thing. Who in their right mind get jealous over a guy friend of your boyfriend, on him touching his abs on a show? No one, right? But there she was, formidable Jung Eunji, flaring up over nothing significant.   "Why? Can you repeat that again? I am curious now." Again, after a pause, "Sorry oppa. I was childish in getting worked up over nothing" and hung up.   Suho was really confused now. At the same time, Sehun came bursting up in his roo