{Kira P.O.V.}

I look at myself in the mirror and wonder what the heck I’m doing. How could I be following this crazy plan? I mean it’s not really a plan so much as a stupid idea from a drunken night with my best friend.

We were at my apartment one night with a few bottles of soju and complaining about the fact that neither of us had boyfriends.

“We are both beautiful. BEAUTIFUL!!!” Hae Shin, my best friend, says. She’s slowly tilting to the side and falling to the floor giggling.

“Well, you are, Hae Shin,” I say, pouting my heart-shaped lips. “You are a beautiful Korean goddess! I’m a-“ I blink a couple times, then hiccup adorably before continuing. “I’m a foreigner!”

Hae Shin suddenly bolts upright again and raises her glass, “But Kira, you are a lovely foreigner! Your eyes are very deep and your lips are like a heart! You are so cute! And your skin is so white and clear!” She hums a little and smiles. “You know, I bet you could get any guy you wanted.”

“Not any guy,” I say with a pout as I lower my head onto the table.

“Omo! What guy do you have your eye on?” She exclaims.

“To be honest, he’s an idol. I just can’t get him out of my mind, Hae Shin,” I say with sadness in my eyes.

“Which idol are you talking about?”

I blush deeply. “Chanyeol from EXO,” I whisper.

She holds onto her stomach because she’s laughing so hard. “Of all the hot and y idols out there, you choose that nerdy weirdo!”

“Yah!” I yell, feeling myself getting angry.

She slowly calms down and then says, “Well, then we’re just going to have to find a way for you to get him.”

I blink at her for a moment. “Come again?”

“We need a plan…”