“I went there because I’m writing a book!” I screamed the truth. Well, the truth did stop them from fighting. Hoya heaved a sigh, shaking his head. The rest turned in shock, which was the reaction I expected. But why did Hoya shook his head?

“What?!” Seong Gyu was the first to ask.

“Look, I was in that area because my publisher company is there. I was meeting Kim Yuri for the book cover design.” I said everything in a breath. The room still stayed silent, with gapping at the truth.

“Emm…guys?” I waved my hands in front of them hoping for a respond. But none moved.

“Okay, bye.” I turned to walk away.

“Wait, wait,” Woohyun who stood closest to me stopped.

“Wow, you are alive,” I said sarcastically.

“Why didn’t you tell us about this before?” Myung Soo was the next to ‘revive’.

“You guys didn’t ask! Besides, the lesser people to know this, the better! I don’t want to deal with the media or to use my fans to boost my readership. I just want people to enjoy my book on their own will. The company would not have allowed such things, anyway.”

The room then filled with ‘ohhhh’. I rolled my eyes and sighed, resigning to my fate.

“If you guys want to tell the president, go ahead, I won’t stop you guys.”

“Why would we?” Hoya frowned, totally standing on my side. “Your stories are awesome!”

With his sentence, everyone turned, including me.

“Hyung! You read it before?!” Sung Jong asked in a surprised tone.

“Emmm…” Hoya knew his sentence got him into trouble.

“So, no one ever knew your secret?” Dongwoo asked, seemed to be out of the situation.

“Neh, JaeJoong knew I was hiding something, but he doesn’t know what exactly it is.” I said.

“That’s the reason why JaeJoong’s been around so often?” Myung Soo asked.

“Yeah, he had been pestering me about it.” I sighed at the fact.

“I’m sorry for misunderstanding you,” Myung Soo apologized immediately.

“I’m sorry too, for not telling you guys the truth.” I bowed 90 degrees, apologizing.

“Don’t worry about it,” Seong Gyu gave a pat on my shoulder and pulled me up from the bow.

“Yeah, it isn’t a great deal.” Woohyun smirked.  “I’m more interested in your story.”

“We won’t tell a soul,” Dongwoo backed me up.

“Can I have a signature?” Sung Jong asked innocently.

“Good job!” Sung Yeol gave a thumb up.

Hoya just beamed at me, as if to tell me I’ve succeeded.

“Thank you very much, guys!” I couldn’t be more than appreciative.

“Just give us the book, alright?” Seong Gyu winked at me, happy with the ending.

“Neh!” I smiled at them, relieved the positive results.

“Let’s get you home.” Hoya grinned at me.

“Neh!” I agreed, needing time to write.