Wonwoo didn’t know what to do or what to say. He wanted to console her, like he really wanted to, but he afraid it will make worsened. Then he decided to took out a cap from his backpack and put it on her head to cover half of Hayoung’s face, so no one will recognize her.

He let her crying and let out all of her pain without even asking the reason why. He understood she must needs sometimes without being disturbed. He shifted his seat closer to her and patting her shoulder lightly.

“Let them out, sunbae. Let them out,” he said softly

***

10 minutes later

10 minutes later

“Hayoung sunbaenim!”

Hayoung suddenly wake up from her reverie, and she turned around to found Wonwoo was putting a grin on his face.

“Did you stop from crying already?” he asked bluntly while tilted his head to checking her face.

It made Hayoung quickly sweep the tears that still left on the edge of her eyes. “I did.”

“Good... You looks prettier when you’re smiling. So please don’t cry again like before, okay? It made me sad, you know,” Wonwoo said  without loosening the big smile on his face.

Hayoung shrugged without saying any words to response him, instead she throw her gaze around, refuse to looking at him longer. A pregnant silence suddenly greet them.

Wonwoo then tried to break the silence. “I’m hungry...” he groaned lowly while rubbing his stomach. “Why don’t we get some food?”

“I’m not in a good mood to having a meal,” Hayoung shook her head, while took off the cap from her head.

“Oh, come on, sunbae. You need to gain strength to makes you getting your spirit back,” Wonwoo poked her arm, but Hayoung still didn’t move from her seat.

“Just go alone,”

“No... How could you let me eat alone? It isn’t fun tho~” he whined like a kid who didn’t want to go outside without his mom by his side.

“I’m an idol. I don’t want my fans see me spending time with strange guy and they will misunderstand. Or do you want to ruin your image even before you make an official debut, huh?” Hayoung said, still didn’t move from her seat.

“Hayoung sunbaenim~ Please...” he keep begging and showing his puppy eyes to her. It succesfully made her weakened.

“Okay, okay, let’s go!” Hayoung got up from her seat lazily, while Wonwoo jumped in happiness while wrapping his hand around her shoulder. “Y-yah! What are you doing?” surprised with the sudden skinship, Hayoung immediately yanked his hand away.

“Oops, I’m sorry. I was too excited though...” Wonwoo chuckled as he eventually took the lead.

***

As they arrived at one of the small restaurant, Hayoung could see that Wonwoo was eating happily. While she’s staring at him, it didn’t bother him. His eyes locked on his food and without realizing, a thin smile formed upon her face.

Hayoung needs herself to throw her gaze out from him, but she failed. She let her hand her hair to fixing some of hair-strains on the back of her ears, and she suddenly could feel her ears getting warmer at that time.

‘Oh Hayoung, what’s wrong with you?’ she shook her head lightly and it finally invited Wonwoo’s gaze.

Their eyes met, once again. As usual, Wonwoo dared to keep his gaze, looking through her eyes. “Are you okay, sunbaenim?”

“Y-yes, I’m okay. Just feel a little bit dizzy,” she said, throwing a lie.

Wonwoo moves his gaze to staring at his surrounding before let his eyes meet her again. “Finish your meal first. I’ll bring you other place,” he suddenly said.

 “W-what?”

“I know a better place than here. So finish your meal, faster.”

***

Wonwoo had just brought her to the rooftop of Pledis building. He was right, the place is quiet secure since there was no one there except them. They chose to sit at one of the corner so they could see the Seoul’s night sky together.

Hayoung still didn’t understand why she has the urge to follow him to that place. But maybe, she needs to start to believe that she feel comfortable around him.

“You want some?” Wonwoo asked as he reached out a cola can to Hayoung, but he got a head shake as an answer.

“I’d just drink orange juice,” she said, still didn’t dare to staring at his eyes.

“Okay then,” Wonwoo shrugged and opened the can for himself. “I always came here whenever I feel sad.”

Hayoung knew that he wants to break the silence between them, so it’s too rude if she didn’t give any response. “I thought a nosy person like you never know what sadness means.”

A chuckle escaped from his mouth. “Of course, I did. I’m a human too.”

The silence suddenly filled again between them, before he started to speak again.

“Namjoo noona was right. You only speak when you wants to,” he said nonchalantly.

“W-what? Did she say like that?”

Wonwoo nodded. “She told me that you’re a game freak too.”

“Oh geez... That unnie. She’s talking too much,” she murmures while her lips. It caused another chuckles escape from his mouth.

 “It’s okay. I loves playing games too. So, we’re in the same team,” he offered a high five, and Hayoung reached in.

“So... what else that unnie told you... about me?”

“She said you loves your lips too much and she’s worried it can make any guy misunderstood, thinking that you’re craving for a kiss,” he chuckled while threw his gaze toward the girl, wanted to know her reaction.

“WHAT?!” Hayoung could not control her anger anymore, she really wish to shut Namjoo’s mouth as soon as she meet her.

A faint giggle came out next when Wonwoo notices the girl’s face was reddened. “It’s normal. You don’t need to be ashamed.”

“But seriously, did she only tell you about those ‘bad facts’?” she asked in disbelief.

Wonwoo shook her head as he was cupping his mouth to hold back his laughter. “She told me that you’re a good girl and...”

“And, what?” Hayoung asked, being impatient.

“You’re beautiful,” he smiled before suddenly stares at her deeply. “And I can’t help to falling in love with your charms.”

Instead of smacking him like she previously always do, Hayoung stunned as the guy just showing his ‘eye smile’ to her.

Wonwoo sensed the girl was mute and then he realized that he made a confession in the wrong timing. “I’m sorry if I’m talking too much,” he looked down and she could see his cheeks were blushing.

“It’s okay...” Hayoung said. “Thank you for the compliment.”

Wonwoo slowly lifted his chin up to meet her face. He could bet that Oh Hayoung was fidgeting and he found that she was super cute.

“No need to thank me because it’s so true,” another smile formed on his face, but Hayoung decided to look away, afraid that she will look obviously blushing in front of him.

“So... Wonwoo... Is it still hurt?” Hayoung asked, trying to control her nervous while pointing the wound on the tip of his lips.

“Oh, n-no. It’s just a light bruise. It’s nothing matter, sunbaenim,” he said.

“Wonwoo-ya, could you drop the formalities between us? We’re in the same liner, just call me with my name,”

Wonwoo looked at her in surprise, but he let out a soft chuckle later. “Okay... So, Hayoungie... Is it cool?” he asked.

“More than cool!” she said, showing her smile this time.

Wonwoo was staring at her in surprised, not because the way she asked him to call her informally, but the fact that he could make her smile again.

Suddenly, a loud ringtone voice echoed and it made