Yooseob's POV:

He wasn’t a bad person.

That's what came to my mind after I spent a full day with him.

He wasn’t as scary as I thought. Although, until now, I couldn’t forget that piercing gaze.

I tilted my head. There is something strange.

My head was like remembering something about it.

But what?

"Yooseob?"

I turned around. "Hyeong, what is it?"

Gikwang hyeong dragging his feet on my bed and slipped into the covers. "I want to sleep with you."

I stared and sniffed. "Ah Hyeong. Don’t be so childish. Get out. "

"Hm?" He interrupted while see my face. I pulled back a little, to avoid his fore finger pointing at me. "What?"

He frowned toward me. "Your face is so bright and radiant," he cleared his throat.

"Something's not right."

I shook my head. "It’s you. Get out Hyeong,” I forced him out of the covers. "Did you meet someone?"

"What?"

He folded his arms across his chest. "Definitely. Who is he?"

I gave up. "Nobody. Only the new guy. "

His eyes widened. "Freshman? I also met. "

"I already know. I saw you were with someone in the cafeteria today. "

Gikwang scratched his head. "Don’t tell me they are brothers,"

I patted his arm. "No way," I argue, glanced to the left and again asked, "What's his name?"

"Dongwoon. You?"

I smiled widely. "Doojoon,” I laughed, “I think it's an amazing coincidence. Same initials, both freshmen. They will be very suitabl