“How was the first part?” Kyuhyun asked with a big smile on his face as he walked to me.

“My words can’t describe it.” I winked at him.

“Oh yeah,” he suddenly remembered and started walking. “Come with me,” he said and waved to follow him. I did as he said. We came to room, where all boys’ clothes and stuff were, their cloak-room.

“What are we doing here?” I asked as I looked around and at the end at Kyuhyun who was searching for something.

“Here,” he said as he gave me my black Samsung Galaxy mini.

“You took it?” I asked and looked at him.

“Yup,” he smiled. “I thought that you might come with us and I took it from bed.” He said and suddenly pinched my cheeks. “Where did you go, huh?” he asked.

“It hurts~” I sang, trying to get away. “I was going to bookstore and to library.” I answered, because he didn’t stop.

“You could have at least rang us.” He whined as he stopped.

“I tried, but I didn’t know which doorbell is for you, because it was so ... colorful with heart and your names.” I pouted.

“Aish,” he sighed. “Well, at least you’re here all okay, in only jean shorts and American T-shirt and black high heels.” He said looking at them. “Are you serious?” he asked as he looked at me.

“They were the only shoes that were out.” I pouted again.

“At least it makes you taller,” Kyuhyun smirked and patted my head.

“You’re saying like I’m a midget …” I gave him cold look.

“You are,” he smirked again and kissed my forehead. “I’m going back now … the time is up.” He said and walked out of room. I silently walked after him back to the shooting place.

“You came too, So Min?” Yesung asked smiling widely.

“Mm, yeah.” I nodded and smiled. Then he looked at me from head to toe.

“I didn’t know you changed so much in these 3 years…” he muttered.

“Well, work tires you …” I smiled.

“I know that,” he nodded. “I didn’t get a chance yet to talk with you.” He smiled. I looked at him surprised. “It’s not like I’m hitting on you or anything.” He quickly said. “You know, like friends - friends?” he asked.

“I know what you mean.” I laughed as he blushed.

~Donghae~

I looked over to So Min and saw her laughing while Yesung blushed.

“You jealous?” Leeteuk grinned as he stepped to me.

“No,” I quickly said and looked the other way.

“Aw, come on …” he insisted. “Admit that you like her.”

“I told you billions of times that I don’t.” I said and looked into his eyes.

“Then why were you so upset when she disappeared 3 years ago?” Leeteuk asked.

“It’s …” I tried to say something, but all I did was murmuring something.

“See,” Leeteuk smiled. “You like her,” he said and poked me with his elbow into my ribs.

“What are you guys talking about?” Eunhyuk asked smiling as he came to us.

“A-ah Eunhyuk,” Leeteuk quickly said and grabbed his hand. Eunhyuk was confused. “Go get manager and Donghae you go get Yesung, we’ll start now.” He said and pointed at Yesung who was now laughing together with So Min. I only sighed and started walking towards them. I could see Leeteuk's grin on his face.

“Yesung,” I called him as I came to them. Yesung looked at me still smiling. “We’ll start now,” I said and turned around.

“Is he mad at me?” I heard So Min’s voice.

“Nah, why would he be?” Yesung asked. “Well, I’m going then, since we’re going to start again.” He quickly added.

“Haeng un eul bile o yo.” She said. I looked back as I saw her smiling. I tightened my jaw.

“Let’s start again!” producer said. We all went to our places.

Don’t think of her Hae. Think only about the lyrics and choreography. I thought to myself as she was filling my head of thoughts, only about her. As the music started, everything went good, until …

“Cut!” producer said. “Donghae, your choreography is wrong!” he yelled from his seat.

“Shillehagessumnida,” I said and bowed.

“Let’s start again!” producer said.

~So Min~

As the music started again it was okay again. I paid closer attention to Donghae, until he made mistake again.

“Cut!” producer said and stood from his seat. “Donghae, we’re not filming Bonamana, but Mr. Simple.” He said angry.

“Shillehagessumnida…” Donghae apologized and bowed again. Guys only looked at him worried, while Leeteuk was shaking his head as smirking.

“Let’s take another 5 minutes.” Their manager said. Producer looked at him and thought something. Then he looked at me.

“You there,” he called me.

“Y-yes?” I stuttered as I walked closer to him.

“Go to market and bring them water.” He ordered me.

“Y-yes,” I nodded, but then Kyuhyun stepped in.

“Can’t go anyone else?” he asked coldly.

“Is anybody else free?” producer said a little annoyed.

“Kyuhyun oppa, it is okay.” I said to calm both of them down, even just a little. Kyuhyun looked at me.

“I know you don’t have wallet with you, so take mine. You know where it is.” He said and then looked back at producer, giving him cold glare.

“Oppa,” I called him. “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine and I’m happy to help, even if it’s just a little.” I smiled and left the shooting place.

As I took Kyuhyun’s wallet and went out, I forgot that there are fans in front of building.

Everything happened in second. As soon as I came out, I saw fans running towards me as they were asking: “Who are you?” “What are you doing here?”

I only looked to the floor, answering: “I’m just a staff member, nothing else.”

“You’re not a staff, if you’re dressed like this and even wearing high heels.” “Are you girlfriend of one in Super Junior?” They didn’t stop.

“I’m no one’s boyfriend!” I yelled and started running and to be even worse, they started running after me. “I hate high heels,” I cursed, but I got used to them, somehow. I suddenly hide after a corner and waited till everyone ran by.

“I should have put my Old Star shoes on, not high heels.” I muttered as I looked around if it’s safe and gladly it was. Then I ran to the nearest shop, buying 10 bottles of 1.5l water.

“It’s heavy …” I muttered as I was walking back to the shooting place. As I came back I went where Kyuhyun showed me.

“You take it long!” producer scolded me as I gave them water.

“S-Shillehagessumnida,” I stuttered and bowed. I looked at Kyuhyun who stood up. I quickly gave him water. “Here, oppa.” I said. “Don’t mind it. I’m fine.” I whispered. “I’m fine,” I repeated and smiled, though my feet were starting to hurt, as well as my ankle.