ღ Chapter Two ღ 

After the performance, Lu Han came over to my house for dinner like he always did. Still, something was off.

“So where’ve you been, stranger?” I asked, trying to be casual.

“Ah…dance practice, you know.” He reached for the soju bottled and downed another shot, a sure sign that he was nervous.

I saw right through his shifty eyes, and frowned.

“Hanhan, I swear if-”

“Actually, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about something Jae.”

“Yes?”

“I think I’ve found her. I think I’ve found the one.”

Wait. WHAT?

“So there’s this new trainee at SM, right? Her name is Minjung and she is just…” Luhan’s eyes glazed over as he talked, and I could only sit, frozen in horror. “Anyways, she only speaks Korean, and I need you to talk to her for me.”

“You want me to….”

“I just need your help to win her over, Jae-ah. You speak Korean, plus you’re a girl.”

Plus, you’re a girl. No ing kidding.

I kind of wanted to die at that moment. The boy who I was in love with wanted my help to hook up with another girl? This totally would happen to me.

For a moment, I considered telling him how I felt. I considered telling him that I was head over heels in love with him and would probably die if he started dating some other girl. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t because I was the best friend.

“Hanhan, you don’t need me,” I told him softly, turning away. “If she’s a new trainee, she’d be dying for a date with you, an idol.”

“But-”

“Besides, you speak Korean just fine, and you know all the girls love your little mistakes.”

Even I loved his little mistakes.

“I need your help, Jae-in,” he insisted. “We’ll discuss this later, okay?”

Fine with me. Even better if we never discussed it ever again.

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Lu Han had taken that one shot too many and when he got drunk, he got sleepy and mellow. He more or less wanted to hug everything in sight, and would probably cuddle with a cactus.

Normally, I would just let him crash at my place, but I knew that he had a schedule tomorrow and needed to be back at the dorm.

I called for a cab and loaded him in, pulling a hat low over his face incase the cab driver recognized him. Even in the back seat, Luhan’s arm wrapped itself aroun