I stretched out my arms above my head as Yong-guk lead the way to the elevator down the hall. It felt so good that I couldn't help but sigh in delight. 

 

"Oh, ya," I muttered to myself after dropping my arms. "That's the stuff." 

 

"We overworked ourselves back there, didn't we?" Christine asked, walking behind me. 

 

"We did. But we managed to come up with really good lyrics for the song." 

 

"And it's all thanks to you," said Yong-guk as he stopped to turn and look at me. 

 

"Nah," I waved him off when I stood right beside him. "It was all a team effort. I just did what anybody else would've done." 

 

"Which is?" Yong-guk had his eyebrow raised. 

 

"Helping out," Christine answered. I turned to smile at her and she did the same. 

 

"Let's just hope we get to do the same with your piece." 

 

"I'm not worried since we've the two of you around." Christine looked at Yong-guk and I. 

 

"Just because we're songwriters doesn't mean you have to leave us doing all the hard work," I said. 

 

"Ya, I know." Christine had her hands on her waist. "But that doesn't leave out the fact that you two are good at what you do." 

 

"Let's not start comparing ourselves here or else some of us will point out things that aren't necessary." 

 

"Like what?" Christine asked as Yong-guk continued to lead the way while she and I followed. 

 

"I won't say," I said as I stared at the ceiling, avoiding Christine's eyes. 

 

"You want to say something concerning me, don't you?" Christine was walking beside me this time. 

 

"No." I could tell we were approaching the elevator, but I still stared at the ceiling. 

 

"I know you do. It's written all over your face." 

 

I turned to look at her and smiled. 

 

"Okay," said Yong-guk as he stopped a few feet away from the elevator. "Christine, the ladies room is right at the end of this hall." He pointed down the other hall to his left. 

 

"Thank you, Yong-guk," said Christine as she smiled at him, then turned to me and the smile completely disappeared. "Our conversation ain't done." 

 

I shrugged my shoulders and she walked past me to the hall down the left. It's now only Yong-guk and I. 

 

"I see Zoey and Mike aren't the only ones who love to have a go at each other," said Yong-guk. 

 

"Christine and I only like to joke around," I said, "Zoey and Mike are the ones who really get suicidal with their arguments." 

 

"I've noticed." Yong-guk turned towards the elevator and pressed the down button to summon it. "Looks like you've got your hands full with those two." 

 

"Tell me about it." The elevator doors slide open in front of us. 

 

The elevator was empty and we got in. The doors closed and Yong-guk pressed the button to where we had to go. 

 

"Well, I think you handle them nicely," said Yong-guk. 

 

"The one you should be praising is your brother." My eyes flew to him. 

 

"Oh..., really?" Yong-guk looked a little puzzled. 

 

"Did you see how he handled them when they were about to argue? Even I've a hard time trying to get them to calm down. But he did it in an instant." 

 

"He is that way sometimes. I'm glad you also  noticed." 

 

"He is?" I'm surprised I guessed right. 

 

"He has a way with people and at the same time, controls the situation when he feels like it." 

 

"Come to think of it, when I escorted Lee and came back, he said you guys were about to argue, but he handled it." 

 

The elevator soon stopped and the doors flew open. Both Yong-guk and I stepped out. 

 

The floor looked similar to the one where the studio rooms were. But this one had a straight hall leading all the way to the end where there stood double wooden doors. I followed Yong-guk towards it. 

 

"That's true," said Yong-guk continuing our conversation. "It's surprising how he does that." 

 

"I'll admit, I'm curious too. I wish I had that. Sometimes it's hard to control my team, especially when they get out of control." 

 

"If you ask me, I feel you've done quiet well with them. Yes, they may seem hard to handle, but you can tell how discipline you all seem to be." 

 

I laughed. "You've no idea what you're talking about. When we want to create chaos, we create total pandemonium." 

 

"Wow." He turned to look at me. "That's dangerous." 

 

"Ya, if we aren't a handful, then I don't know what we are." I shrugged my shoulders. We were a few feet away from the door. "Collins does say we give him a hard time." 

 

"I can imagine." 

 

We were almost close to the door when it flew open and two young men came walking out with water bottles in their hands. When they saw Yong-guk, they stopped in their tracks and I could see in their eyes that they had just come face to face with their idol. 

 

"Hello," Yong-guk said to them in Korean. Just saying that sent the two into some kind of frenzy. 

 

They quickly bowed to him. Even with all the excitement, they at least managed to show their respect. I couldn't help but smile at their awkward yet humble gesture towards Yong-guk. Just by looking at them, I could tell they were young trainees. 

 

After bowing and straightening themselves up, I noticed their eyes fly towards me since I stood right behind Yong-guk. For a moment, I thought they wouldn't recognise me. Not everyone can know you, unless you're super famous. But I was quickly mistaken. I noticed their eyes bulge out and I thought they might drop out of their sockets. 

 

"Ahhh..., it's her," one of them with black hair said, his eyes fixed on me while absentmindley tapping his friend's shoulder with his free hand. "It's her!" 

 

"You're Samantha Glasson - I mean you're Black Kitty, right?" the other asked, looking at me with so much admiration. 

 

"Both are my names," I said with a smile. 

 

"I can't believe you're really here," said the black haired trainee as he started to fan his face with his hand like he couldn't breathe. I noticed beads of precipitation appear on his forehead. "I'm your biggest fan." 

 

"Me too, me too," the other said. 

 

I chuckled. "That's nice to know." 

 

"Wait until the others hear that you're here. They would freak." 

 

"Let's not try to draw so much attention," said Yong-guk. "We don't want any commotion." 

 

"Oh..., okay," said the red haired trainee. He didn't seem disappointed by that, though. 

 

"By the way," said Yong-guk, "is the cafeteria full of people, right now?" 

 

"No," the black haired trainee replied. "There aren't many people. If you're worried about other trainees, most of them left the place minutes ago." 

 

"Thanks," I said. "It will be nice not to cause trouble wherever I went." 

 

"Can we get a selfie with you, BK? Pleaseeee!" He pleaded, clapping his hands together. 

 

I giggled. "Okay, if you insist. You wouldn't mind, would you, Yong-guk?" 

 

"No. In fact, you three can take your selfies while I get the refreshments." 

 

"Sounds okay. Hopefully, we won't run into people coming to the cafeteria." 

 

"Not at this time," said the red head. "It's way past lunch hour, so the others are probably busy now." 

 

"You two stay with her here," Yong-guk told the two trainees. "Don't let her wander off on her own." 

 

"And where would I go?" I asked, confused that Yong-guk would say that. 

 

"Who knows? You're a Toxin, aren't you?" Yong-guk gave me a cocky smile before pushing the door in front of him and entering the cafeteria. 

 

The three of us started taking pictures. The two trainees both had their phones with them so they took enough pics with me. I also took some with my own. We did really weird poses in the end before Yong-guk appeared behind us. I was taking selfies with my phone, so I ended up taking one where Yong-guk was looking at us with a weird, confused look on his face. 

 

"What are you doing?" he asked. 

 

The three of us laughed as we turned to look at him. 

 

"Sorry, we kind of got carried away," I said. 

 

"But it was fun though," said the black haired trainee. 

 

"It really was," said the other. 

 

"Well, we better be heading back now," said Yong-guk. 

 

"Were you only visiting, BK?" the red head asked. 

 

"Not really," I answered. "We're actually helping each other out with something." 

 

"Is it a new song?" 

 

"You can say that," said Yong-guk. "We really need to go." 

 

"I guess our fun ends here," I said. "It was nice meeting you both." 

 

"Same here," said the red haired trainee, and along with his friend, they bowed to us and quickly made their way down the hall. 

 

"I hope you had your fun," said Yong-guk as he turned to look at me. 

 

"Of course I did," I said, also turning to look at him. "It's always nice to interact closely with fans." 

 

"I get what you mean. Come on, we better get going before other fans find their way here." 

 

We both made our way to the elevator and lucky enough, we found it empty like before. Looks like people really were busy at this time. We went inside and Yong-guk did the courtesy of pressing the button to the floor to the studios. 

 

"I hope you like nuts," said Yong-guk as he looked at me before turning to look at the carrier bag where there weren't just bottles of water, but small packs of salted nuts. 

 

"As long as they are salted, it's fine with me," I said. 

 

"I think we had too many doughnuts." 

 

"But they did help us think, didn't they?" 

 

"You're right. Though it took a lot longer than I had hoped." 

 

"We're talking about song writing here. It can't always work out as you want. If the world