This is Seollin's second week living in her new apartment. Ever since her first day here, she has not been able to meet Yoseob despite staying just opposite him. She sighs as she looks at his closed door. Just then, his door starts to open. Her eyes get into contact with Yoseob's and she feels her cheeks getting warmer. "Hey neighbour~ Been quite some time since we last met right?" Yoseob smiles as he winks at her. "Need a ride to work? I need to head there for a meeting today." Seollin nods happily and they make their way to the basement car park.

"Yah..arent you forgetting something?" Seollin did not get what Yoseob was referring to. She looks at herself - hair ok, makeup ok, clothes ok, bag ok, today's meeting notes ok, what else? "You forgot the seatbelt, my dear girl. I dont want to live my life guilty if you ever fly out my car." Yoseob chuckled as he stretches over to pull the seatbelt for her. Seollin holds her breath as his face is just an inch away from hers. Turning around to look at her, Yoseob could not help but laugh. "Breathe, remember to breathe."

"So I'll see you around hopefully. Dont get lost in the building ya?" Yoseob ruffles her hair and smiles. Seollin gives him a playful glare in return. As they walk out of the carpark, the duo continue chatting as if they are longtime friends. Little did they know, their every little action have been observed by someone...

"Seollin unnie, Hwayoung unnie is looking for you. You have learnt makeup and hairstyling too right? One of our stylists decided to resign this morning. We need one replacement urgently. Can you come with me now please?" Mira (Hwayoung's intern) looks at Seollin with pleading eyes after bursting into her office. Knowing Hwayoung's character, Seollin knows she has to go help, otherwise Mira will get hell from Hwayoung. Grabbing Seollin by the hand, Mira ran quickly to bring her to the styling room.

Hwayoung turns and stares at Seollin with arrogance in her eyes. "You sure you have done this before right? Anyway whatever. You need to do makeup for 5 male dancers before 11am. So get moving." With that, Hwayoung got back to styling. Male dancers' makeup and hairstyling can be simpler than female ones, but 5 is still a big number for Seollin. As she dabs the makeup and sprays the hairspray can, Seollin concentrates hard and works fast. Hwayoung smirks and brings the other dancers out of the room. She knows Seollin will have some FUN with Kwang Bo, he is a good dancer with a playboy reputation. 

Kwang Bo, the last male dancer to do his makeup and hair, looks at Seollin as she stands near to him trying to make sure his hair stays in place. "Little sweetheart, how can I not get your number?" Passing his mobile to her, Kwang Bo arch his eyebrow to gesture for Seollin to enter her number. Seollin smiles but shakes her head as she refuses his request. Creepy guy, she thought to herself as she tries to excuse herself from the room. She is already done with her work and is left alone in the room with Kwang Bo.

"Come on, dont act all innocent in front of me. I know many girls who look innocent but are wild as hell inside." Kwang Bo smirks as he places his hand on the door knob, stopping Seollin from leaving. "Give. me. your. number. now." He stares at her as he inches closer and closer to her. Seollin's back was stuck as close as she can to the door, trying to have a gap between her and Kwang Bo. "I'm sorry but I really dont feel comfortable like this. Sorry!" With that, Seollin stomp her high heels onto Kwang Bo's foot and she ran out of the room as he groans out in pain.

Running as fast she can, Seollin finally reaches to the lift lobby and runs into the lift the moment the door opens. Just then, she bumps into someone. "Woah, you ok?" It was Yoseob and Kikwang. Seol