“Ya, have you heard?” Hyomin nudged her boyfriend at the waist when he was scooping the ice cream, resulting the ice cream fell back into the cup. He sighed and scooped it again. “What is it?” he said in a whining manner. Hyomin rested her head on his shoulder and puffed her cheeks. “Yixing broke up with Seolhyun,” she said softly. Jongin, who was about to put the ice cream inside his mouth, dropped the ice cream into the cup again. He stared at her in shock. 

“He what?” 

Hyomin didn’t bother to look at him but continued on talking. “Yeah, Seolhyun went to my apartment recently. She cried like a maniac. I guess she wanted to tell Hyuna as well but,” she shrugged. “Things are getting even more complicated isn’t it?” she sighed and closed her eyes. Jongin nodded. “Yeah, adding the fact that the teachers want to see our progress next week, things like this are going to make people even more stress out.” 

“Have you started practicing for the finale?” she asked, curious. “I did. Just haven’t think any collaboration with anyone yet.” 

Just when they were busy chit chatting, Baekhyun walked closer to them. However the boy’s steps stopped when he saw someone that wasn’t suppose to be there. He squinted his eyes for a better view. From where he was standing, he could see a blond boy sitting at the most top bleachers. He got a purple headphones on. Oh, he doesn’t look like our students.. he thought to himself. 

Baekhyun realized that he wasn’t watching the football practice but instead he was watching the two lovebirds few meters away from him. He tried to focus back on his memories. Ya, he seems so familiar.. but where…  

The music played and Hyuna started dancing to the rhythm. Her body flawless moved and made the body wave as y as she can. The song she picked was arranged by one of her closest composer-friend and he said that he wanted to help her with her ‘graduation’ performance. It could also be the ticket to any agency that she want to apply after she graduated, said the composer-friend. 

After the non-stop 2 hours of practicing she finally cooled down and sat on the sofa. As she was catching her breaths, she could hear the low hum of the music in the next room. A smile was carved on her face. She knew Yixing was in the room beside her. This time around, most of the students don’t play much and the practice rooms would be occupied. She was still in awe because her school had almost 60 practice rooms all together excluded the rooms for bands and for those who major in acting. 

Out of the blue, her phone rang. She took it from the table beside the laptop and slid her finger across the screen to unlock the phone. She couldn’t help but to smile at the message. 

Don’t overwork yourself, munchkin’. not wanting to see your eyes all panda-ish tomorrow.. :* 

The thought of tomorrow made her unconsciously happy and excited. For some reasons, the whole idea of being undercover excites her to the point she could just abandoned everyone and just runaway with Jiwon. Just like Harley did with Joker. But hell, she will never leave Yixing. She loves him too dearly to do that. 

After replying the text, she made her way to the room beside her. She slowly opened the door and saw the man was dancing with only his white thin white sleeveless shirt on. The room was damn cold yet he was wearing like that and sweating like a waterfall. The song doesn’t seemed familiar at all to her but she knew very well that the voice was his. Did he write and compose this himself? She questioned it to herself. 

Quietly, she sat on the sofa and watched as he danced the routine. The dance was a tad too ual. Without herself knowing, she was biting her lips while watching Yixing dance. She knew that his hip dance was like his signature move because, let’s be real, who wouldn’t atleast feel when they watch Zhang Yixing dance on stage? 

The song came to an end and he instantly dropped on the floor panting. “That wasn’t nice of you to just come in and watch me dance,” he said in between the panting. She smiled and walked towards him. Without saying a word, she laid down beside him. That made her felt a little bit nostalgic because back then, they always laid down side by side and just talked about the future that she damn knew will never happen now. 

“Self composed?” she asked. 

“All is mine,” he said proudly. 

“Credits er,” Hyuna chuckled and laid on her side, admiring his side profile. 

He noticed that she was staring at him. True, he would feel a little bit uncomfortable in his lower half but right now, he was curious about one thing. “Aren’t you gonna tell me?” he spat out whatever inside him head at that moment. She was attacked off guard. Instinctively, she tensed up. “Tell you about what?” she swallowed the sudden lump growing in her throats. Tons of scenes began to play inside her head. Worst ones. 

“What actually happened to me? Why am I like this? Why I keep on seeing things?” Yixing shot her with tons of questions at once. He sat down and grabbed his hair in frustration. “I just.. I kept on seeing things and I don’t even know whether it were just my brain making up stories or what,” he confessed. 

Deep inside, she was jumping in happiness because finally he’s going to remember everything. However, part of her felt sad because if he did remember everything, he would hate her and immediately leave her, stranded even. She sat down as well and caressed his upper arm. “Should we go and meet your psychiatrist? Maybe he could gives you some advice.” she said. 

“No, Hyuna. No. I don’t think he can help. I just want to know what happen. You told me before, you were always with me back then. You must know what had happened to me,” he said almost pleading. Almost begging. She bit her lips and looked down. Yixing noticed the sudden changed in her expression and sighed deeply, frustrated. “I knew it. Even you lied to me, is it?” he let out an airy laugh. It creep her out. “I can’t even trust you. What the hell should I do?” 

He laid back down on the floor and couldn’t help but to cry. Hyuna moved closer to him but he pushed her away. “Just.. get out. I don’t want to see your face,” he demanded. “But, I-”

“I said get out, Hyuna. Don’t make me repeat myself,” 

“I can explain-” 

“ off!” 

By that, she stood up, stared at him for a second and left the room. She knew him very well. His ego was too high, there’s no way you can knock into his heart that easily anymore. She slammed the door shut and leaned against it. “ it, Yixing. Why do you have to make everything so damn complicated and hard for me!” she scolded the void. She hit head harshly against the door and cried. 

Part of her wanted to scream to him the truth and just live with whatever the aftermath was but part of her want to stay with him even if he was like this. No matter how ed up Yixing was, he was still the same Yixing she grew up with. 

With heavy heart, she entered the practice room she ‘rent’ for the night. She frowned because the light was off. Odd.. I thought I left the room with the light on. She thought and the light. The first thing she heard was the door being locked and someone swept her off her feet, spinning her around. Hyuna squealed as she was being spun around. 

The boy put her down and she turned around, holding him for support. “Ya, what the hell,” she laughed and playfully hit his shoulder. Jiwon smiled and pinched her nose. “See, you look cuter when you’re laughing,” he commented. Hyuna pouted. “Cheeky,”

Out of the blue, Jiwon quickly made a run to the laptop and blasted open the song <6 foot 7 foot> by Lil’ Wayne. It was so loud, their eardrums were ringing. Hyuna moved closer to Jiwon and shouted, “Why?” 

“So no one will know I am in here,” he pulled her closer by her waist and kissed her deeply. She got on to her tiptoes and pulled him closer. “I thought we’re going to meet tomorrow,” she said, muffled by his busy mouth. The boy retreated and let his nose touched with hers. “Tomorrow is too long. I want to see you right now,” he cutely muttered and that made her stomach sick in a good way. It’s been so long, too long, since she ever felt being wanted. It’s was as if she had forgotten how it felt like to be loved by someone so dearly. 

Hyuna told Jiwon to sat down and she the song that she always dance to warm her body up. The song Work by Rihanna had always does the trick. Instead on doing the same routine she did when she’s alone, she changed it into something more ual. Purposely to tease the man infront of her. Jiwon watched her with such tension that could make any girls melt and guys go from straight to gay. He chewed on his lower lips, watching as the girl dropped to the floor and moved her hips back and forth in a very daring and y manner. 

God, why did you created such girl like her. He thought as he continued watching the routine. Just when he thought of that, Hyuna got on top of him and did some mere for him. She smirked knowing how he enjoyed it the second her hips made contact with his lower abdomen he moaned so loud, she was pretty sure Yixing could hear in the other room. 

Chuckling, she stopped and just sat on top of him, staring at his dark brown hair and eyes that was observing her up and down. “Stop it,” she giggled. He hold both of her waist and smiled. “Damn, Hyuna.. you should stop being so-”

Tock! Tock! 

To be continued.

A/N: ok that's the chapter.. i'm going back to school tomorrow. wish me luck guys. i'll make sure to end of all the dramas soon!! <3

thank you for reading the story. (idk if i ship XY or HyuWon TT^TT)