Summer turned to farewell Seoyeon, feeling the woman’s arm slip through hers before she had even started to form words.  The look she was giving her and Mei made her feel that they were about to be dragged into something she wouldn’t look forward to.

“You know, it’s fortuitous that you two were here.  Please tell me you have nothing important on right now?” Seoyeon questioned and the other two glanced at each other before shaking their heads.  Summer wished she could call sleep more important than the Korean, but somehow she didn’t think that would go over well.  “Good, because I’m on a coffee run and and twelve drinks is way too much for one person to carry.”

“Yeah, fortuitous indeed,” Summer remarked, before letting out a sigh and nudging Seoyeon on.  “Although you owe me a large one as well, I’ll miss out on a nap now.”

“I’ll buy you a muffin as well in payment,” the Korean promised and the blonde accepted the deal with more enthusiasm then she may have felt.  Mei and Summer followed the woman towards the last car, finding that they would be sharing with the other staff members.  With several greetings and introductions they were all settled and on their way out of the campus and across Seoul.  Summer watched out the window as the city passed by, until she felt Mei squeeze her hand and glanced over to the girl.

“How many people from our course do you think were at that concert?  Reckon we’ll be mini idols ourselves tomorrow?” she questioned, her voice coming out in a whisper and Summer frowned, shrugging her shoulders lightly.

“I hope not,” she replied.  She could only imagine what people would do or say if they found out she worked part-time at YG studios and had a friend in the industry.  Hopefully none of them were around to see her and Mei disappear into the car of iKON’s staff, or be approached by the boys for that matter.  They were a couple of blocks away from the studio building when the driver pulled over and Summer, Mei, and Seoyeon clambered out.  They were standing in front of a busy cafe and the foreigner turned to the Korean.  “You come all the way to our cafe when you have this here?”

“Have you looked at how busy it is?  I live over that way, besides, I see you going to our cafe instead of the ones on your campus,” Seoyeon pointed out and the girl had to concede defeat as she led the way inside.  Her and Mei shuffled over to the side as they let Seoyeon place the orders before falling into idle chatter as the three of them waited for the drinks to be made.  Soon enough their order was called and all of them moved forward to take one of the trays they had been placed in.  Then it was back out into the winter air to walk the last leg back to the YG building.  

It was when they reached the staff entrance and keyed open the door that Seoyeon and Summer turned to Mei, the foreigner looking regretful as Seoyeon held out a hand.  “Thank you so much Mei, but unfortunately you can’t come in here without visitor clearance.”

“That’s fine, I knew as much.  Summer, try not to sleep too much while you kill time and work on your translation.  And no more incorrect words,” Mei chided jokingly as she passed the coffee tray over to Seoyeon and pulled Summer into a hug.  Then Mei was walking off and the two YG staff members were slipping through the door.  

“We’ll drop the first tray off to my co-workers before taking the rest up to the boys,” Seoyeon informed and Summer nodded in acknowledgement.  The elder led the way onto a floor Summer had never set foot on, delivering the coffee to the other four, thankful staff members that had attended the university, before returning to the floor that housed iKON.  The boys were yet to get back into practice, random music filtering around the room as they sat in a circle on the floor, presumably discussing the events of the day.  With the sight of the girls they all got to their feet, rushing over.  

“Ah noonas, thank you!”

“This will keep me going till at least nine.”

“Who the heck ordered a dirty chai?  It sounds like a move.”  The last voice belonged to Junhoe and Summer rolled her eyes, moving to pluck the drink out of its socket.

“That would be me, and it’s chai with coffee in it,” she said, and was surprised to find the boy actually looked embarrassed, a pink colour slowly travelling up his neck.  She actually had to take a mouthful of her drink to stop herself from either blurting out something else, or joining in with the other boys who had started to laugh.  Snatching up what was obviously his own coffee Junhoe stalked away towards the other end of the practice room and Summer tried to stop herself from cheering at managing another win against the boy.

“Summer, that was almost cruel,” Seoyeon whispered as she picked up the last drink, passing it to the girl so she could fold up all the trays ready for the bin.  Summer was tempted to say he deserved it, but decided instead to simply shrug her shoulders before narrowing her eyes at Seoyeon.

“You better put that in the bin, I have to clean that up later,” she warned and Seoyeon let out a dramatic sigh, waltzing over to the bin and dropping them in.  When she returned Summer handed over the coffee, looking at the older woman expectantly.  “Now, how do you plan to entertain me until I start work at ten?”

Summer had only been half joking when she asked the Korean woman for entertainment.  As much as she didn’t want to she knew that she had to do her university work, and so once their coffees had disappeared and she supervised the boys throwing their cups in the bin - Junhoe she watched especially closely - she moved out into the hallway.  Settling herself into a corner out of the way she pulled out her books, making a small semi-circle around herself.  Then, she forced herself into concentrating on her work.  She was almost finished when the sound of her name pulled her back and she looked up to find Hanbin with his head sticking out of the door.

“Oh good, you didn’t wander off.  Did you want to do me a favour and come watch our practice?” he asked and Summer stared up at him in mild confusion as she tried to decipher whether what she heard was actually what he said.

“You want me to watch?  You do realise I know nothing about dancing right?” she double-checked and he nodded, beckoning her over with his hand.

“That doesn’t matter, I just need a fresh opinion.”

Somewhat uncertainly Summer rose to her feet, collecting everything in her arms and shuffling towards him.  As she grew closer he opened the door further for her, allowing her to slip in before he closed it behind her.  Then he indicated for her to take a seat up the front of the room with the mirrors, and she did as bidden, sinking down onto the floor and placing her belongings at her side.  By the time she had, Hanbin was standing by the player, drawing the attention of the members to him.

“Right, now you have an audience.  So we’re all going to work hard, aren’t we?” he prompted and Summer bit down on her lip, realising what the boy was trying to do.  Crossing her legs she settled in, pressing her back up against the mirror and Hanbin hit the play button, quickly scurrying into place.  Throughout the song she tried not to think about the fact that she was currently watching something no one outside the company - and probably most inside it - had seen.  When it was over the boys stood still, trying to catch their breath, Hanbin focusing on her.  “Well?”

“It was… good.”

“Good?!  That’s all that comes to mind?  Ah man,” Bobby cried and she quickly waved her hands in front of her, shaking her head vigorously.

“No, no.  I didn’t mean it badly.  I have no idea about dancing, I just don’t know what to say,” she assured him and he raised the cap from his head, running his free hand through his hair in frustration.

“Were we at least in time?” he asked and she nodded more solemnly now.  Hanbin announced it somewhat of an improvement and with the orders to run through it once more Summer was released.