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with that being said, enjoy the chapter! chapter 5 will come later this week as well(lmao i need to progress this plot faster but still gotta take ma time)

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C H A P T E R  4

Why can’t I contain myself? Get it together, Minlee. Your charisma and confidence is disintegrating.. for what? Boys?! Are you kidding me?!....So unlike you...SOOO unlike you! Now go and act normal like the normal person you are! Jeez!

“Uhh...excuse me?”, I say in English.

I look directly at the three boys sitting at at the table I was, being occupied with my laptop before they hear me. Once they see me, they fumble out of their seats with a disorganized “sorry!” being said from all of them. Half their faces are covered from black masks, which seems to be their armour to protect them from being seen without makeup. Judging by the looks of it, they seemed more nervous interacting with me than vice versa. That was cool, Minlee, that was cool. I sit back down to finish my programming, with more tension now that NCT 127 is around me.

“I think that’s the foreigner girl they said was going to live next to us.”

“Probably. Did you see what she had on her laptop? It was so cool! I want to learn programming too!”

“Haechan, relax. Her tabs also had our new album..Do you think she’ll be annoying and obsessive? I hope she’s not” -- Don’t worry, I’m not.

“Guys! Just go get your food. We need to be at the studio by 7:00am and its.. 6:48am now! Hurry up!”

I close my music and draft letter tabs, and try to work as diligently and quickly as I can with them in my presence. I finish the last touches after a brief while, and the program is ready to run. My mini anxiety session returns, as it always does when it’s time to run a program:

Here goes nothing---

Two syntax errors. Rats! What if anyone saw? I would have been humiliated! I quickly re-edit to correct the errors.

Here goes nothing, again-

It works!! I test it out by inputting

“5 * 9 + 3”,

and the program gets the correct answer of

“48”. <