“Let the game begin!” the chief said.

YoungMin just sat down coolly while his hands moving very fast.

While SooMin getting nervous, she’s not relaxed, she’s panicking, she’s sweating, while her hands moving fast too.

“Omo! SooMin-ah looks like you’re going to have a picture with him.” The chief sighed.

“Oh no! I’m doomed!” SooMin whispered to herself.

“Now now prez, make yourself beautiful, for unforgettable picture.” YoungMin smirked.

“You! I hate you so much! Why do you have to be this mean?!”

“Oh, prez, I’m not being mean. I earned it, I win it, neh?” he smirked like he teases SooMin.

“Aish!” she just sighed.

SooMin’s POV

Omo, is he really doing this to show the others the picture?

I really don’t like this.

Save me please.

“Luna, please fix SooMin and make her beautiful, I know you’re expert in make-ups.” The chief smiled.

“Neh~” Luna cheerfully said.

“There, all done and pretty.” She smiled at me adding some touches.

“Thanks unnie.” I just smiled a bit.

So we posed in our positions, our head together then we made a heart by our hand, his hand connected to my hand.

It wasn’t my idea readers! It’s the chief’s!

Sigh! Looks like YoungMin is enjoying himself!

“Okay! Hana Dul Set!~ Kimchi~” a flash of light flashed and it was done.

“I’ll be keeping this.” He stood up and finally went out.

“Chief! Omo! I’m doomed! He might tell the others that I work here!” I cried.

“Omo! Is that so? That’s very hard! Of course you have that reputation, you’re a president!” the chief also panicked.

“Omo! YoungMin is so lucky! He got the picture!” JeongMin cried.

“SooMin we’ll be going now.” DongHyun said and they left.

The Maid Latte was closed finally.

I gathered the trash and went at the back, I threw the trash.

When I turned my back, I saw YoungMin.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t the prez.” He smirked.

“If you’re here to tease me, just go.” I closed my eyes.

Then he pushed me at the wall, our face were just an inch away.

“Jebal!” I cried, I pushed him, resulting that I was crying on his chest.

“Please don’t tell them.” I cried more.

Then I felt that he hugged me.

His arms around my waist.

“I didn’t knew that you have such weakness prez.” He smirked, still hugging me.

“Don’t worry I won’t tell.” He patted my back.

“Gomawo.” I mumbled.

“But don’t say I’m nice prez, I have a condition.” Eh said.

“Mwoh?!” I broke the hug, it was disgusting me.

“Come here.” He pulled me again for a hug then he whispered something to me.

“andwae?!! No! No way! Anio!” I broke the hug.

“You have no choice. You’ve cried enough today prez. Good night.” he wiped my tears and he got off, he disappeared.

I entered the café and got dressed.

I always dress like this:

So I went off, I walked through the streets, my hands in my jacket’s pocket, and my earphones plugged in my ears.

I have my Ipod. I was listening to FT Island’s songs.

Someone’s POV

I made my motorcycle beep, you know the horn. xD

But still she can’t hear me.

I shouted instead.

“Yah!” no responded she as still walking I followed her with my motorcycle.

“YAH! KANG SOO MIN!” I shouted.

She finally looked back.

“Oppa!” he removed one of her headset that was plugged in her ear.

“Aish, so that’s why you can’t hear me!” I pouted.

“Oppa Mianhe.” She ran to me and hugged me.

“Aish, what are you doing here walking by yourself at this late night!” I lectured her.

“I was about to go home oppa,” she replied.

Oh BTW, sorry I’m MinHyuk, sorry for not introducing.

“Omo, I was about to go home too.” I said.

“Oh, let’s go then, oppa. It’s good that you’re going home now.” She said.

“No, wait, let’s talk.” We sat at the street, beside me was my motorcycle.

There was a coffee machine there so I got 2 coins and inserted it there.

So I at beside her again, I gave the coffee to her.

“Gomawo.” She said.

We just drank it.

“So what’s happening at home?” I asked.

“It’s miserable! Dad’s getting bankrupt! But we still have the house.” She replied.

“It’s dad’s fault, he doesn’t want to receive the money that I always give.” I said.

“Well you know he’s mad at you.”

“Well, yeah, he’s mad at me because of--”

“Don’t mention his name!” she cut me off.

“Okay, he was mad at me because of HIM.” I just said.

“Sigh, dad’s going abroad to fin a job.” She aid.

“That’s fine, I’ll help paying the bills at home and I’ll do the groceries, I’ll be living again with you and umma, since you don’t have anything to pay in your school cause you’re a scholar.” I just said.

“Yeah, you’re going home now because appa is gone?” she asked.

“You know that, many times I had apologized, he’s the one who doesn’t like to open his heart and forgive, and you always know that I only go home if he’s not around.” I explained.

“I understand.” She simply said.

“Aigoo, my baby is growing up now.” I rubbed her head, her head stayed on my shoulder, she just pouted.

“Oppa, I miss the old times, with you, it was happy, playing music with you.” She started.

“Yeah, I miss it too.” I sighed.

There was a little bit silence.

“Hey! What music are you listening at?!” I broke the silence.

I grabbed the other earphone that she was holding.

“Oppa!” she tried to stop me.

“Aish! Listening to FT Island ei? You’re a meanie sister! I pouted.

“Aigoo! Oppa is getting all jelly!”” she pinched my cheeks.

“Of course I know CNBLue is the best! I just like Oppa HongKi’s voice.” She explained.

“Aigooo! Of course we are the best!” he plugged off the wire off my Ipod, then he took my Ipod and replaced it with his Ipod.

We have the same Ipod, only mine was purple and his was black, he gave it to me when I went to high school.

“There! Listen to the songs there! There’s us there CNBLue, the SNSD noonas, Miss A, B1a4 and more. No FT Islands.” He added.

“Omo! Oppa lieks SNSD! Haha!”

“Yah! Don’t tease!” he said.

“Oppa, who are B1a4?” she asked.

“Saeng! You don’t know them? Well I don’t really know them too but I like their song too.” I asked.

“No, aish never mind.” She just said.

“Oppa, is your songs Star here?”

“Aigoo, yes, it’s there.”

“It’s very good! I like it!” she gave me a 2-thumbs-up.

“Haha…” I chuckled.

“Yah! Where will you give my Ipod back?!” she asked.

“As long as I return it.” I laughed.

“Aish this oppa!” she said.

“Kaja, let’s go home.” I laughed.

So she hopped on and we went home.