"aish!!why isnt she picking up her phone"key says frantically its been 3 times that  he tried to call yana..but no answer.. he left his wallet in her house last time and want to get it now but she cant reach her..

"maybe she's sleeping already"he taught well who's insane people would go to someones house in the middle of the night its already 10pm..but actually he has two reason thats why he's so eager to go.. first he want to get his wallet and second he want to see her..he dont know why but theres something in him that really want to see if she's doing fine..he's thinking interupted by the sudden ringing of his phone he look at the caller and immediately  answer it..

"yah!ive been calling you a- uhm...hello?"he ask puzzled as the persons voice registered his mind ,it isnt her who answered it

"are you ms. kwon's friend?"

"Yes!where is she?"

"please go to the nightout club" the other person said and told him the exact address..

"i'll be there in a minute" he hurriedly hang up and hardly push the gas pedal while his heart are thumping in nervousness.."what bloody hell mind that yana have..going on the club alone..she's making me insane"

he arrive after a 10 minutes of racing through traffic lights and cars..he look at the place when he park his car not too far from the entrance door,he sigh in relief *atleast the place look decent*

he run to the staff and ask where she is.. a girl approach him "you must be kibum right?" he nodded and read her name tag realizing that the girl is the manager and the one who talk to her over the phone..he lead her to the vip corner and told him the room number

he's walking on the hallway while glancing at every door looking for that particular number..he stop at the dead end of the hallway standing infront of a very luxury door..as the number registered into his mind he slowly open it to see yana lying peacefully at the black leather sofa with some bottle of soju in the table infront of her..to be specific 8 bottles

"aish!!really how did she finish all of that i'll be drunk at the 5th bottle" he sigh walking closer to her and brush some strand of her hair that covering her pink cheeks due to drinking *youre drunk..is there a problem?*he think to himself as he lift her up bridal style making sure that it didnt woke her up...he stare at her face for awhile..it doesnt look like she's into trouble though..her face seems to be so bright,or you can say so peaceful..last time he check when she have a problem her face is scrunch up or forehead frowning while sleeping..he put aside his thinking and walk to the parking lot