To Mark's surprise, things really did die down ever since Soojung's father spoke with him. He knew the man was a powerful businessman, but he never realized just how much influence he had over people including the media. Overall, things were starting to look a lot better for the two of them as all of the obstacles interfering their relationship seems to have been moved aside now. Mark was happy and so was Soojung. Honestly, they are doing better than ever, now that the external problems were gone.

"Soojungie!" Mark shouted as soon as the girl opened the door for him to enter. She chuckled while finding herself in one of his deadly bear hugs as soon as she shut the door. It was cute how always seems excited to see her despite how late the time was. "Quiet down, my sister is sleeping and it's 1:30 AM; you're going to end up waking up the whole floor." 

His contagious giggle filled the room, "My bad, I'm just happy to see you. Also, guess what I scored on my final for calculus?"

"Hm, an A? 90?"

Mark shook his head, "A ing A+. 96 to be specific. Are you proud?" He grinned widely, waiting to hear her shower him with compliments. And of course, she did. He was rather energetic for someone who had returned home at such a late hour. If anything, she expected him to be more worn out and tired tonight, knowing his schedule. The male has been practicing like crazy with the 127 unit. She admires him, really. She's never met anyone more hardworking than Mark himself. He has so much on his plate yet he refuses to reduce his efforts for anything. From his studies to career, the male poured his all into everything he had to do. 

Soojung yelped when the latter attacked her, knocking her onto her bed. The male laid on top of her like a starfish before hugging her tightly. "I can't breathe and you're too energetic right now. If we wake up Sohyun, she's going to kill me!" It took her all her strength to be able to shove him aside, finally allowing her to actually breathe at ease.

There he goes with his contagious laugh again. His little laugh only made her feel like she just couldn't bear to tell him to be quiet; he was just too happy. How could she just tell him to not act that way? "My bad, soo