His back on the bed, his right hand under somin all the way to her shoulder, his other hand under his head. she's facing him with her arm around his chest carressing his ., their body underneath the blanket. Somin suddenly giggles. He turn to look at her. 'why?' he asks. 'i have another confession to make.' she says with puppy eyes. 'what's it?' . . 'the scene earlier...it's a play.' she shyly said. 'what do you mean?' his brows met. 'we just planned it, me and yunho' . . . 'what?!' he lifts his head, looking at her, with higher pitch. 'yah Dont get mad. Am trying to tell you everything coz i dont want to keep secret anymore' she pouts. 'why did you do that? And that rascal, why did he collaborate with you?' his head is still up on her, he's almost leaning down her face. 'i didnt know how to get a chance, i really want to talk to you. But it's so effective, isnt?' she blinks her eyes. 'hsss..i really thought you were being . I almost killed that guy. Poor him.' he shakes his head.