“Do you trust me?” Sehun asked while I examine his face.

 

Do I trust him? If I was on full fangirling mode, I’d definitely say yes, but there’s something about this time that doesn’t feel right. So the question is should I trust him?

 

I waited for five seconds before answering, “Maybe.” That was the best response I could think of.

 

“That’s not good enough.” He handed me a piece of paper. “Call me when you change your mind.”

 

With that, he left.

 

I was completely founded.

 

My shift just ended. I thought I’m done stressing for the day, but I thought wrong.

Ugh. Oh Sehun. What are you playing at?

 

**

 

The next day.

 

 

“Being here is better, y’know? We don’t have to deal with those nasty patients.”

 

“But also, you have less chance of seeing Sehun”

 

I didn’t tell her that Sehun gave me his number. I know Miyoung will definitely tell me that something’s definitely up and it will just get my hopes up. I know I can never be more than just a fangirl.

And it’s not like he was trying to get to know me or something. We just meet occasionally. And in very odd ways.

 

“Park Hyojin.”

 

I turned my head to see the , Sohee, standing beside our chemistry analyzer. “Follow me.”

 

Why do I get a bad feeling about this?

 

She closed the door of her office. Now it’s only the two of us.

 

I can feel my heart beating rapidly. I mean there’s nothing to be afraid of but you know what if she’s a serial killer or something?

AISH! What am I even thinking?

 

“How close are you and Sehun oppa?”

 

Uhm…

 

“We’re not”

 

“Don’t lie. Sehun oppa told me about the day he got drunk.”

 

“W-What do you mean?”

 

“Don’t pretend like you didn’t know what happened. Do I need to tell you the details? I believe you know it because you’re the one who experienced it firsthand?”

 

“I-Is this about the kiss?”

 

“More than that”

 

 

HE ACTUALLY KNOWS??? AND HE PRETENDED--

 

“I’m warning you” She looked me straight in the eyes. The kind of look that could kill. The one that shoots daggers. “Stay away from Sehun oppa.”

 

I gulped. “We’re not even close”

 

“Yeah? You’re not even close but you almost had ?”

 

I quickly bowed my head while blushing real hard. “Mianhamnida!!” Why did she have to say that???

 

She walked towards me, hands in her pockets. “Just so we’re clear. Sehun oppa is mine.”

 

I felt like my heart dropped. It was shattered. “Are you guys…dating?”

 

“You wouldn’t have this warning if we weren’t”

 

DAMN

 

DAMN IT

 

All those feelings he made me feel were for nothing. What did I expect anyway?

 

I didn’t expect him to be such a jerk though. This is why it’s wrong to personally know your bias. You might end up being disappointed of how they are in real life.

 

I exited her office furiously. No, not just her office, I meant I exited the hospital. Demerit me for all I care. I need my alone time right now.

 

I opened my wallet. There, I saw the paper he left with me. I crumpled it then threw it away. You’re a ing moron, Oh Sehun.

 

**

 

 

Today’s my day off. Ugh yes. Finally a time to—

 

Incoming call…

Miyoung

 

“HAVE YOU SEEN THE NEWS?!”

 

“What news? I just woke up.”

 

“I’m sending you the link.”

 

I opened the link, still not ending the call.

 

“WHAT THE ”

 

“YES SISTER, WHAT THE ?!”

 

I hung up.

 

I need to recollect my thoughts.

 

This is insane. HOW?!

 

I’m guessing it’s the paper I threw away. But even so! There was no name written on it. And the pictures!! Who took them?!

 

Let me explain.

The news is speculating that a “sasaeng”  (which happens to be me) sold Sehun’s number to multiple sasaengs for a high price. But then, there’s an attached picture of Sehun talking to the “sasaeng” and actually giving her a piece of paper, which happens to be the same paper that’s being sold to the sasaeng websites. Theories include:

1. Sehun trusted the sasaeng, and the sasaeng sold his number for money
2. Sehun used his number as a means to get money

 

LIKE 2 IS IMPOSSIBLE

 

Sehun is already rich af. Why’d he do that?

 

3. Sehun is manipulating the media to get him on the news because apparently, EXO is becoming less famous

 

WOW THAT’S HIGHLY IMPOSSIBLE

 

I’m in trouble. I’m sure that those sasaengs already know my face. Ugh. Their ability are way way beyond normal fans so I wouldn’t be surprised if someone’s already outside my apartment.

I peeped through the window.

This is ing creepy. There’s someone who’s taking pictures of my apartment. What the hell should I do?

 

Incoming call…

Minah

 

“MINAH!!!!”

 

“I’m guessing you’ve seen it…”

 

“HELP”

 

“WHAT HAPPENED?!”

 

“Someone’s taking a pic of my apartment”

 

“!”

 

That was the first time I heard her curse

 

She immediately hung up.

I don’t know if that’s I got caught or I need to save you

Oh well, I guess I have to wait.

My phone vibrated. It was from Minah.

 

“Security otw”

 

Thank God for Minah.

 

My phone kept on vibrating. It was from classmates, co-interns, and other unknown numbers.

Then I saw the scariest person calling me…

 

My dad.