"B-Boyfriend...?" a timid girl with big blue eyes repeated the words of a handsome middle-aged man.

"What kind of name is that? It's not like their very objective is to be every living girl's dream boyfriend or anything They're not even close!" a girl identical to the first girl scoffed, starring down at aforementioned boy band.

"I think they're pretty close, unnie."

Another girl with messy, wavy brown hair sighed and continued gazing down at one particular member... yeah, like I'm telling who. "Oh, he looks dreamier by the passing minute," she murmured dreamily to herself then proceeded to tackle the timid now panicking girl. Puckering her lips as if readying herself for a kiss, she drawled; "I'm ready, (something)-ahhhhh."

"Oh my effing - UGH! Get your filthy tongue outta my sister's mouth. Or I swear to GOD that I am going to rip your head off!"

The handsome middle-aged man just continued smiling at the 14-year-olds' behaviour. "They're ready."