The table was silent as Eunhee and Sehun finished what was left on their plate. They were in the fourth of their five-course meal and frankly, Eunhee thinks that having this blind date on a Michelin fine dining restaurant is simply pretentious. To add to that, having Sehun as her blind date is not really ideal. 

Mama, why did you have to do this to me? She thought as she cut the remaining of her steak.

When she saw all of her friends and Junmyeon at the police station when she came to fetch Yixing, Minseok, and the others, she was sort of relieved that Sehun wasn't there. Admittedly, she left Seoul eight years ago because of him. He was the nail that sealed the coffin which led her to following her grandmother to Ulsan and later to Busan.

In all honesty, if he would have been there for her, she would have stayed.

But those are just the thoughts of a seventeen-year-old. It was immature, she realized it as she was growing up. However, it was the decision that led her to her real family and made her who she is today. So somehow, she was still thankful that she left. 

Sehun suddenly sighed and placed his table napkin beside his plate. He looked at Eunhee and sighed again, "This won't do." He then stood up, left 400,000 won on the table (enough to cover their meal, additional charges, and a sizable tip for the servers) and stood beside Eunhee. The girl was just looking at him curiously, and was still nibbling on her steak. "Come on." He said. 

"What?" a puzzled Eunhee asked. 

"Having a meal in this restaurant is way too uncomfortable for me. Don't tell me that you don't feel awkward too." Sehun raised his eyebrows. Eunhee just grimaced. "So, let's go." He just dragged Eunhee to the valet. 

"Sehun, what are you doing?"

"It would be a waste if we stay here." He shrugged as the latest luxury vehicle from Hanshin Automobile stopped in front of them. Sehun opened the passenger seat and gestured for Eunhee to go in. "After you." 

"Where are we going?" 

"You'll find out once you get in," He shrugged.

"Sehun-" 

"Don't worry, I'm not about to kidnap you and dump you on a ditch somewhere." 

Eunhee sighed and went inside the car. Sehun sat in front of her and fixed her seatbelt, he then gave her a smile. She felt her heart skip a beat. He really is quite handsome. He made his way to the driver's seat and started to drive. 

Eunhee clapped as the man strumming his guitar finished his rendition of Maroon 5's Sunday Morning. The man bowed and started playing the chords of his next song, his soothing voice was then heard as he starting singing in the microphone. 

"Summer after high school, when we first met
We make-out in your Mustang to Radiohead
And on my eighteenth birthday, we got matching tattoos~"

They are at Hongdae, in a street near Hongik University where young people usually spend their weekends. It was a Saturday, so there was a flurry of street performers on the sidewalks. A while ago, they watched a dance performance by a group of high school students. They did a dance medley of 'Sorry, Sorry', 'Again & Again', 'Ring Ding Dong', 'Lollipop', and even 'Gee' and 'Abracadabra', all the songs that Eunhee used to love when she was in high school. After watching the dance group, she noticed a man tuning his guitar and testing his microphone. He then tried playing a guitar instrumental. Eunhee was suddenly drawn to his performance. He was good at playing the guitar, and has a good singing voice. The man would occassionally smile when the audience joins him in singing, showing a dimple on one side of his cheek. It suddenly reminded Eunhee of someone she knew. 

It was the first week of February and they are still in the middle of winter. Although she was wearing a coat and stockings, Eunhee was still in a dress- an outfit that is not really an appropriate one in this kind of season. But in her defense, she thought that she'd be dining inside, finishing the meeting as early as she can, then go home. 

She was rubbing her palms together when she suddenly felt warmer. It was then that she noticed that Sehun opened up his coat and pulled her nearer him. Eunhee was in front of Sehun and his hands were on her forearms at her side, his coat engulfing the both of them. "Are you cold?" he whispered, his lips almost touching the shell of her ear. 

Eunhee froze and just nodded. 

"I hope this is alright. I told you, remember? We should use alternative heat sources when we don't have a heater." Sehun said, the song of the man performing can still be heard in the background as Eunhee can only hear her heartbeat. 

"Mhhmmm..."  

"Don't worry, Eunhee. I'll keep you warm." He said as he rubbed the sides of her arms. People around them cheered as the man finished his song and started to play the chord to another song. 

Grrrrrr~

Eunhee wanted the ground to open and eat her alive. Her stomach just chose the perfect timing to grumble. She is actually hungry because she did not have time to finish her meal a while ago, she was still in the middle of eating a steak when they left. A soup, an appetizer, and a salad are not enough to keep her through the night. 

Sehun chuckled when he saw the girl's redenning face. "Come on, Eunhee. Let's eat." 

They ended up eating rabokki at a small restaurant near the street performers. 

"We've been in a few meetings, but I haven't really talked to you." Sehun said as he added cheese in the boiling rabokki pot. "How are you Eunhee? What happened the last eight years? How did you end up being Emily Kim, the Vice President of Daesan Financial?" 

Eunhee took one bite of her food and sighed. He was bound to ask, of course. "I left on my birthday and went with Halmeoni. Coincidentally, it was the day that her son is being released from a prison in Ulsan. His name is Seungho and he was able to convince Halmeoni to move to Busan. We stayed there for a while, I had a job. Would you believe it if I tell you that I waitressed in a restaurant just like this?" She chuckled, remembering Auntie Hyo and all of her former friends in Busan. "Then my grandmother died, and my parents found me. My real parents, Kim Minwoo and Han Sichun, a wealthy tycoon couple from New York." 

"How did they become your parents? Isn't Miyeon's mother your biological mother?" 

"She was a surrogate, carrying me in her womb for them." As much as it hurt her to discredit her real mother, Eunhee had to do it to protect her family. 

"I see. So now, you're Emily Kim, fourth generation daughter of Daesan, only heiress of the Kim family?" 

"You've done your research." 

"Your name is always on business journals. Although it was a bit odd that none of them ever had your photo, it is very common for chaebols in America to hide their identity."

Eunhee smiled at him. "Yes, I am Emily Kim now. Mama gave me that name after they found me." 

"And... that man... after the elevator?" 

"Yixing? What about him?" 

"You two seem to be very close." Sehun remarked. 

"Yes, we are. He is very special to me."

"Special? You're together?" 

"No," Eunhee chuckled. "Zhang Yixing is a very good friend of mine." Sehun knew that of course, he was just trying to see what she would say to him. Inspector Lee gave him the report about them two days ago. They went to the same school with the same major, only Eunhee is younger by three years. They both lived in New York, and their families are good friends. But he also knew that Zhang Yixing is dating the supermodel, Megan Wong. "He saved me. In more ways than one."

"What do you mean?" 

"He was there for me when I first went to Busan, he helped me adjust in New York. And... he was the one who accidentally led me to my parents. He is my savior, my angel." 

Sehun now understands the attachment that Eunhee has for the other male. Sehun thinks that she is grateful to Yixing because of the things he did for her. They are not in a relationship, so that means that he has a chance. And he will make sure to not mess up that chance. 

The two finished eating and Eunhee insisted to pay for the meal. Afterall, Sehun paid for the bill in Pied a Terre a while ago and it just doesn't seem right to her to let him pay for this one too. Sehun was insistent that he should pay this meal too, but Eunhee didn't budge and he knew how stubborn Eunhee is.

"So, Sehun. Thanks for tonight. It was actually good catching up with you." She said as they walked the less crowded streets of Hongdae. "I'll just take a cab to The Zhang Shangri-la and be on my way." 

"Eunhee, what are you talking about?" Oh no. Is he about to offer her a ride home? 

"Errr... I'm going home?"

"No you're not. The night is young, come on. We still have somewhere to be." He said excitedly as he held both of her shoulders and ushered her to his car.

"Sehun, it's already~" she looked at her watch. "11:15. Stores are closing, where can we possibly go?" 

They parked behind a big building, they are at Daechi and Eunhee is not familiar at all with the place. She reckoned it was built after she left Seoul. Sehun led her to one part of the building, he then reached for something above one of the walls. He suddenly smiled as he took his hand out of the gap and showed what he was clutching in his hands. It is a small shiny thing, Eunhee still can't figure out what it is because Sehun just showed it to her in a flash. It wasn't until when he went to one of