“Shouldn’t that be ‘in terms of of production’?” Mei questioned as she peeked at Summer’s notebook and the girl looked up at her.

“That’s what I put.”

“No, you put teams, see?” the Japanese girl pointed out, her finger jabbing at the piece of paper and Summer let out a groan, her head flopping down to meet the desk with a smack loud enough to make her friend wince.

“I’m too tired for this, I wish I was napping right now,” she moaned and Mei let out a sigh, lifting the other’s head gently to pull the notebook out and close it.

“This translation’s only going to be slaughtered if you keep pushing yourself right now.  Let’s call it a day and maybe you can fit that nap in before you start work.”  The suggestion sounded good to Summer, even if she would be behind in her work for doing so.  She had given herself the day off university work yesterday and spent most of the day in bed, but she still felt as if she’d never slept.

Setting herself into motion, the pair of them snapped shut the books they had spread over a table in the library, sorting them into stacks for both of them to carry.  Slipping her coat and scarf on, her bag was the last thing Summer collected, allowing Mei to lead the way out of the building and into the frosty air.  Despite having been awake for too many hours already the girl was half asleep still and didn’t notice her friend had stopped until she had smacked into the back of her.

“Jesus Mei, what the -”

“There’s something going on at the concert hall,” Mei cut her off and for the first time Summer took note of her surroundings, noticing the groups of students heading towards the campus concert hall, all looking rather excited.  Summer threw a questioning glance at her friend, who shrugged, before grabbing the coat of a passing girl.  “Hey, what’s going on?”

“A surprise idol visit,” the student answered with a glare, before unhooking herself from Mei’s grip and running off.

“Wanna check out who it is?” Mei suggested and Summer shrugged.  Despite her tiredness she was curious, and who knows, it could be Super Junior or Mamamoo.  Despite working for YG she was too low down in the system to reap any benefits and in her eyes a free concert was a free concert.  

Once again she let Mei take the lead and soon enough they were slipping into the hall.  Already the room was filling up, and as more followed behind them the pair filed into the middle row.  They had only been seated a few moments before a figure appeared on stage and the babble that had filled the hall fell away.  Summer perked up slightly from where she had been slumped in her chair, waiting for the announcement.

“Students of Hanyang University, do we have a treat for you today!  Ah, look at all your faces, those are expressions of ones that study hard.  So we thought we would give you a gift to help you relax.  We don’t have much time, so I will let the boys onto introduce themselves.  Ladies and gentlemen, fresh from YG Entertainment, I present to you, iKON!”

The room erupted into cheers as the guy slunk away to be replaced by seven other figures and Summer and Mei exchanged glances.  Instantly Summer wished they had bothered to at least find out who it was, knowing without a doubt that she would much rather be back at the dorms, falling into bed.  It was too late to sneak out now, as the boys were taking turns to introduce themselves and she resigned herself to the show just as Junhoe was stepping forward.

“Hello everyone, I’m June and I’m in charge of y vocals,” he said with a wink aimed at the crowd and the blonde made a gagging sound, just as Mei leaned over to talk.

“He looks taller in person.”

“I hadn’t noticed,” she replied, her voice deadpan.  For all of her dislike of Junhoe however, as they kicked off into a rendition of Airplane Summer found herself falling into their performance.  She had been a fan before she started working for the company, Bobby having caught her eye with their debut.  There was no doubt all seven of them knew how to put on the perfect performance, and now Summer also knew just how much work they put into it all.  In fact she had become so enthralled and happy for the other members that as they said their farewells she found herself on her feet with everyone else, clapping and cheering.

“Well, that wasn’t too bad, now was it?” Mei teased lightly as the lights came back on and the crowd began to move.  Rising to their feet the girls waited for those around them to start shuffling out, slowly making their way to the doors.  Once outside they paused, shifting every now and then as people moved about them.  “I know we do see them live occasionally and online, but they are really talented.”

“I know, I’m still a fan,” Summer murmured, watching a group of girls nearby craning their necks around the corner of the hall and Mei let out a sigh.

“Just not of one guy.”  The foreigner was saved from replying as the girls let out loud squeals and a moment later iKON rounded the bend, with a small of staff members in tow.  Summer tried to urge Mei on so they didn’t get caught up in everything, but the sound of her name being called stopped her.  

Looking over she found Seoyeon standing there, grinning and waving brightly and her shoulders sagged as the tension seemed to leave her.  How could she deny her friend looking so happy?  Inclining her head Summer instead led Mei towards the idol group, several members of the crowd turning to stare as she approached.  “Ah Summer, I never thought to ask what university you attended.  I should have messaged you to find out.”

“Surprise visits from my favourite unnie are much better,” she replied as she enveloped the woman in her arms, stepping back for Seoyeon and Mei to greet each other as well.  As she did so she stuffed her hands into her coat pockets, watching as the boys took photos with the other students.  It was another few moments of conversation between the girls before the idols pulled themselves away with the help of the other staff members and moved towards them instead.  Jinhwan looked at her curiously for a second or two, before his eyes grew wide and a bright smile broke onto his face.

“Ah!  It’s the cleaning noona; Summer isn’t it?  I didn’t recognise you in casual clothes,” he greeted and she nodded, returning his smile as the others crowded around, all dipping their heads except Junhoe who looked as if he had just on a lemon.  “Whoa, I didn’t know you studied as well.  You must be just as busy as us.  Ah, now I feel bad for leaving the room so messy.”

With the sincerity of his comments Summer fought the urge to reach out and bundle the boy into a tight hug, instead opening to tell him not to worry too much when Junhoe spoke up.  “I don’t.”

“Yah, Junhoe!  Do you want to die?” Hanbin threatened with the comment and Summer had to bite down on her lip to stop herself from breaking into a grin.  Then she decided she may as well, making sure it came across as smug as she aimed it at Junhoe.  He rolled his eyes, muttering something about going to the car before walking off.  The leader clicked his tongue, but turned back to both girls.  “We should get going as well.  Have a good day.”

With a series of farewells the idols headed off towards the waiting cars, the fans that were left calling after them.