Grabing my robe I stomped to my door and threw it open. There were boxes everywhere. What the hell? Who moves in at 12 am? Yanking my robe closed, I banged on the door. “Hello!” I heard cussing from inside and banged again. “I can hear you. Hell the whole floor can hea-“ The door flung open silencing me in mid sentence. “Oh gosh I’m here!” in my breath to rim him a new one I finally noticed who it was. I bent over choking on all that air. “Wait what’s happening?” Don’t die!” He shouted as he pat my back. Yanking back I looked at him again. No. ing. Way. He looked at me worriedly with black bangs in his face. “Yang Yoseob!!!” I squeaked out.