"Um, it's Taehyung..."
 

     Out of all the people to come in here, why him? He's so rude and makes me feel like I shouldn't look him in the eyes or else.

"Oh...uh..hi" I said awkwardly,  hoping he leaves and the TV noise will drown him out

"Hi...um, I just wanna talk to you for a sec"

     He walks toward my bed and leans on the wall, looking down. Oh this is nerve wrecking...I need Kyungwoo to come in here asap

"Sorry."

"Huh? Um"

"Sorry...about earlier"

Oh so he does have a conscious

"Oh...it's okay..."

Before I could say anything else, he walks out the room.

He makes my room feel cold

     I ignore what just happened,  and continue watching my show. I appreciate the apology, but that was disturbing.

************ 

     The next morning I wake up super late, 1pm. I'm usually up at 9am but that plane ride and shopping really took a toll on me. I brush my teeth and splash cold water on my face and run downstairs, hoping to find some cereal or something. It's super quiet in the house and it makes me nervous because I don't know where everyone is at. I 
guess this gives me time to look around on my own. 

Trouble making mode engaged.

     I walk around the kitchen and go back upstairs, curious of everyone's rooms. I creep into Kyungwoo's room and see he's not there. I look around, but then get nervous,  thinking he might have cameras in here, and pretend I dropped an earring in there and picked it up and ran out the room. Further down the hallway was another room. It was very dark in there. The cameras won't pick me up in there if they had any I thought, and walked down the hallway.

     I slowly creep into the room, and see no one is in there either.
"I'm assuming this is Taehyung's room. It's pretty cold in here"

     It's so dark from the curtains that I use the flashlight on my phone to look around. I wouldn't dare turn the room light on, just in case. His room was semi messy, but not so messy I couldn't stand it. Crumbled paper was everywhere, and posters with video games likes GTA on them. He had a fish tank with a snake in there too. This seems like a typical boy room to me I thought. Then I decided to see one of the papers that were crumbled, and unravel it to read it

 

"He never approves of me. I can stand the Jopok...When I prove myself, he'll let me in.." 


 

Jopok?

     Suddenly I hear the door creak open and I run and hide underneath the bed. Someone walks in and sits on the bed, flinging their shoes off and lays completely on the bed. Then he starts singing. Singing beautifully. He can sing?  Then all of a sudden my phone rings.

AGHHH

"Huh? What the.." he gets off the bed and turns the light on

     "IRIWABWA!"  He yells, meaning come here. Now I know the true meaning of pooping on yourself from fear. I slowly crawl out of the bed and stand up, looking down at the floor

"What the heck are you doing in my room?!" He jolted

" I was...looking for the kitchen...and winded up in here.."

     "Nice try..spit it out. Why are you in my room" he demanded, and closed his door so I couldn't get out

     "I...I was just curious...I wondered what everyone's room was like...But I was gonna leave I swear!"

"Get out.."

"Huh?-"

"Get OUT" he yelled, and opens the door. I ran out as fast as I could. Leaving my phone.

He's really scary.

     I run down the steps and go into the kitchen, hoping he won't chase me and try to kill me. I remember that I'm still hungry, so I rummage the kitchen.

"Agh, I really want cereal..." I look around trying to find cereal,  but find nothing ugghh

"What you groaning about you sleuth?" Said Taehyung

Why is he following meee..

"Uh...I...I'm sorry about sle-"

"Yeah Yeah whatever we're even now, right. What you whining about?"

"I...was looking for cereal.."

     "Cereal? Pfft we rarely buy that stuff. Keep that American mess over there. We eat real food."

     I just look at him frowning, and feeling more embarrassed than ever. Then my stomach growls super loud 

     "Ughh, sit down. " He point to the table in the kitchen and I sit down. He begins pulling out the eggs, rice, onions and other vegetables from the fridge, cooking them. The food smelled like pure gourmet

"Here.." he pushes the dish over to me and walks to get his plate,

"It's called Omurice. Eat it or I will. I usually eat two."

"Thank yo-"

     "Yeah Yeah just eat" he stands at the counter and begins eating his food. I take a bite and wow that boy can cook! His momma taught him well.

     As I eat he stares at me, thinking I don't see him looking at me, I look up. Startled,  he chokes on his food, and quickly grabs his water"

     "Hm...that's what happens when you be a creep" I whispered, and he smirks putting the cup down.

"Watching you is rather quite entertaining. You eat like a savage"

"I eat like that because I used to have nothing to eat when I was younger. I guess it's embedded in me.." 

"Oh.." he says awkwardly,  "sorr-"

     "Yeah Yeah,  just eat your food before I eat it for you. I usually eat two" I said mockingly. He began smiling, a rectangular smile that made me look longer than I should.

 

His smile was refreshing.