Charlene's POV:

After I have finished studying and doing my homework I got my laptop and was about to turn it on when my cell phone suddenly rang. I answered it in an annoyed manner since I didn't like it at all when someone was disturbing me every time I would be able to enjoy my free time. Just then I got greeted by a high pitched scream which belonged to none other than my younger cousin Mae—who was most probably flipping out due to BEAST's comeback once again.

"Charlene, guess what happened!" she screamed, loud enough that my eardrums could have exploded. I heaved a sigh and asked what was going on, pretending to show any interest.

"You know about BEAST's comeback, right?"

"Yes."

"And you do know that I have this friend of mine who works as a stylist, right?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Anyway, today she was assigned to take over..."

Her being BEASTs stylist for today, Yoseob being oh-so-perfect, Junhyung looking even hotter than before. Received email address where idols are getting online. Video chatting with- say what?

"Rewind."

"I- what?"

"I said rewind," I answered with widened eyes.

"I accidentally hit the webcam with my pillow?"

I rolled my eyes mentally being ready to scold her; still, I could hold back.

"A few seconds before."

Mae frowned and told me once again the line I wanted to hear.

"I said that Minkyung gave me the email where they would come online."

I sat there, holding my breath, asking if what I've just heard was true or not.

"Charlene? Charlene. ... CHARLENE ALONZO!"

I shook my head at the sudden yell and breathed once again. She just didn't-

"Don't you ever hold your breath again, girl."

I nodded although she couldn't see me, still, I was too mesmerised to think properly.

"Anyway, since I know you were about to start up your precious laptop due to your annoyed voice from before, I'll just send you the address through email."

I pouted as she told me this and turned back to my device, starting it up when a loud thud could be heard over the other line.

"Sorry. Bumped into a trash can."

I shook my head slightly amused about the fact that she still was the old one. That girl will probably never change. I typed in my password and immediately opened a browser to check up on any new notifications. Just then one caught my eye after all those lame jokes, posts and spam emails.

Miguel: Hey Charlene! Meet up tomorrow?

I stared at it for a long time until Mae practically screamed over the phone. I excused myself and opened the email she sent me.

Mae: kpopdays[at]galaxymail.com

I immediately added it to my contact list without thinking twice and just a few moments later BEAST started to chat with me. I couldn't help myself but smile the whole time although I knew that this could've been some prank either from Mae, Minkyung or another cranky fan who was seeking for attention.

Just when I was about to reply Miguel, another message came, asking if I was planning on going to Korea someday. I chuckled at the question and said 'no' as a joke.

BEAST: But we really would like to see you and Mae.

I blinked a few times before saying that it was a joke. I mean, who wouldn't like to go to Korea someday? I received a 'yay' as a response in a more likely lame way written. I mentally face palmed myself and was about to close the window when another message came in saying that they were sorry for the lack of enthusiasm due to their work. I shook my head with a slight smile.

Charlene: It's alright. Go back to work. I don't want to disturb you guys.
BEAST: As milady wishes.

I grinned and finally closed the window after saying goodbye. I then turned my attention back to Miguel who must've been sitting in front of the computer for more than a thousand years. I heaved a sigh being a bit tired from everything, before answering him.

Charlene: Sure sure! Need some rest from studying. And sorry for the late reply.

I waited for five minutes and then he wrote me back.

Miguel: Okay then :) See ya, honey!

I turned off my laptop, laid down on my bed and thought about the day.

In other words, it was just another freaky day.