(A/N: Hi, my lovely readers! I'm sorry I wasn't able to update last week. I was hospitalized, so here's a double update! <3 If you haven't read the previous chapter, go back and check it out <3)

FIFTEEN

Since I am not a girly girl, I am a fool when it comes to make up. Krystal has been scolding me while giving me a makeover; today is the auditions for the Ulzzang Contest. I think there's no need for this make over because I'll do whatever it takes not to be included in the finalists. Just no.

"You're all done. Here's your footwear." Heels. I glared at Krystal.

"I am so not wearing that! You already made me wear this uncomfortable outfit."

"Oh, c'mon! This is the first time you actually look like a feminine! You don't know how beautiful you are! Just this once, hm?"

I raised a brow. "Is that supposed to be an insult or a compliment?"

"Just wear this, okay? Hurry, you're going to be late."

"You sound like my mother." I muttered.

There were already a lot of pairs when we arrived. Alright. Where's that Kim Joonmyeon?

"Where's your partner?" Krystal asked. I just asked that same question to myself.

"Hey, you look pretty."

I turned around upon hearing the voice. There he is, with Amber. "Thanks, I guess. You look like a rich business man in that suit."

"He is rich!" Amber said which made us chuckle.

"Oh by the way, this is my friend, Krystal. Krystal, my course mates, Amber and Joonmyeon." I introduced.

"Nice to meet you." They greeted.

"I think we should get going." Joonmeyon told me.

"Fighting, guys! I ship you two~" Amber cheered us.

I couldn't look at Joonmyeon because I was too embarrassed from Amber's last statement, afraid that my cheeks would betray me.

There was a talent portion, and I couldn't be happier to dance; Joonmyeon sang, his voice is damn beautiful like an angel's. We were asked to 'model walk' around the stage and I messed it up on purpose. After the process, the judges announced that they will notify us about the results soon. Upon hearing that we're done, I immediately removed my heels. To my surprise, Joonmyeon grabbed them and carried them for me. Aw, what a gentleman. I muttered a 'thank you'.

Amber spazzed once we joined them. I took out my flats from my bag and gladly wore them. Joonmyeon handed me my heels and helped me put it in a paper bag.

"I was serious when I said I ship you two. Really. You two look good together." My goodness, stop it, Amber. I looked away because I already felt my cheeks betraying me. I can