Krystal Jung was damned the moment she thought getting to talk to Hun was easy. She was ticked off by the fact that she forgot how busy it was to be a rookie group. With promotions and everything, she hardly saw him in person. Normally she’d only see him in several TV appearances. The thought made Krystal slump more in her chair. Ever since she got into this plane she had done nothing but sulk. She had no idea how to slip in his busy schedule.

She was glad enough that the other f(x) members had already drifted in dreamland. Now she could be deep in thoughts and never get questioned as to why she was in that state. She’s never told any of the f(x) members about knowing who Hun is. Somehow, she wanted to keep this to herself. ‘Or more like keep Hun for yourself’ that nagging voice whispered to her.

Although it’s part of her inner thoughts, Krystal didn’t like this voice. It brings her confusion. She gets confused as to why it only appears when she sees his fans calling him ‘Sehun-oppa’ or ‘Sehun-ah’ and Hun would smile. It always goes: ‘He doesn’t even look like he still remembers you’. And suddenly this burning feeling inside her stomach would awaken. At this point Krystal wanted to scream in frustration.

She was in denial. She hates to admit and she doesn’t want to admit. Krystal Jung was jealous. She was jealous of his fan girls because he pays attention to them. She was jealous with actress Choi Ji Woo for being his ideal type. She was jealous with Boa-sunbaenim because she got to dance with Hun. And she didn’t like it. She didn’t like being jealous. It makes her irrational. And what right does she have to be jealous? For all she knows he might have moved on. Maybe all the training has wiped out all his love for her.

Krystal closed her eyes. How she wishes that she was just being pessimistic. She’s got to do it. She’s got to tell Hun that she’s Jung. She’s needs to tell him that she loves him too. Their situation was driving her insane. Maybe confront him in breaks between rehearsals. Or maybe pull him aside after he’s all prepped up to take the stage. She will never let SM Town LA end without Hun knowing who she really was. And although she feels herself drifting off, her one goal remains in her mind.

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Sehun felt like throwing up. This is just a rehearsal. Our seniors are here not to criticize; but to show support and correct our mistakes. You shouldn’t be nervous; they’re here to help improve our performance. D.O’s voice echo’s inside his head. If only that was the case. It was one thing to dance in front of fans or halyu idols; but it was another to dance in front of the girl you liked. As he ascends into the stairs leading him to the stage, he feels a hand on his shoulder only to find Luhan beside him.

“You okay? I mean your pale but you’re not usually this pale. You look like you’re about to pass out.” Luhan told him.

“I’m fine Hyung. Just a little nervous about…you know.” he said while gesturing to the open field of seniors. He didn’t want to lie. But telling him about Jung would probably consume a lot of time.

“We’ve done this before. You’re good. Great even. Just remember all the steps and you’re good to go.” Luhan encouraged.

Sehun forced a smile. If only Luhan knew the real reason. While he followed their formation he willed his nerves to calm down. As music filled the arena his eyes darted around. Some of their seniors had stopped in their tracks to watch, others were just lounging around or resting from hardcore rehearsals. His eyes then settled on the girl who made him feel like he had raging alligators in his stomach. Her head was bowed down and she doesn’t seem to have interest in them. This stirred disappointment in him. Sure, he was about to have a nervous breakdown. But he wanted to impress her. Plus, he once promised that he would dance for her.

Thanks for the encouragement Jung! Don’t worry. If we ever meet in person, the first thing I’ll do is dance for you. For now I’ll just give all my best to win the competition for you.

Krystal on the other hand was trying hard not to look up. She remembers his promise. She wonders if he would still dance for her if ever the time they’d meet would come. She’d seen him dance multiple of times before. Maybe in TV, but it was still dancing. And of course she couldn’t help but wonder if he still remembers his promise. If he still remembers her. Here you go again Jung Soo Jung. Think positive. She thought as shrugged off those negative thoughts and tried to look for a bright side. Unfortunately, there was no bright side. This was it! Her chance of seeing him dance in person. A wish that she’d always had since she knew he could dance. But because of that incident weeks ago she couldn’t even glance at him for fear of blushing.

TTS’s Twinkle was playing on TV when she entered their dorm and unluckily (or maybe luckily) it was the part where Hun had his cameo. Krystal felt her face getting hot. The color of her face must have given away the fact the she liked Hun because before she knew it, Amber wouldn’t stop asking her questions about which one of Exo’s maknaes did she like. (Amber wouldn’t have known it was Hun because Kai was with him.) She denied liking any of the two, reasoning out that she was just flushed from running. Amber didn’t buy this of course, which resulted to teasing and taunting. And she would never allow that, not when his in ear-shot.

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“Kai, what are you up to?” Sehun asked for the millionth time but all fell to deaf ears. He had just come back from the toilet when he was pulled by grinning from ear to ear Kai.

“Here we are. Get in.” Kai answered as he halted to stop in front of an unoccupied dressing room.

“Are you trying to get me in trouble? If this is revenge for the prank I pulled on you a week ago, then dude this is pretty lame.” Sehun replied with a look that clearly said don’t mess with me.

“Just get in. You’re not gonna get in trouble, I promise. Plus it was a PD who told me that you should come here.” Kai said with his serious face on. And when that kind of face was on, Sehun knows that he was dead serious. Or so he thought.

“Fine. I’ll get in.” 

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E A R L I E R

Krystal heaved a deep sign as she was nearing Exo’s dressing room. If she was going to pull him aside, now is the perfect time. She wasn’t going to step on stage for a long time and Exo had just finished all of their performances. After being dolled up for her next performance (which wasn’t due until a sufficient amount of time) she made it a point to pass by their dressing room hoping that he would come out and she could finally snag him to somewhere private.

“Krystal-shi, by chance are you looking for someone?” Kai asked noticing that Krystal had already passed by Exo’s dressing room for the fifth time already.

“Uh…yeah. Is Sehun in there?” Krystal answered hesitating a bit. This is help and help was something she badly needed.

“So the punk finally had the guts.” He said nodding to himself like he’d just understood something. “Do you know it took me years of convincing to get him to talk to you? Drives him nuts when I about you.”

“Years? Teasing? What do you mean?” Krystal asked confusion filled her face as he diverted the conversation into a different subject.

“Oh, he didn’t tell you? He found out that you we’re Jung during trainee period. And since then, I’ve been bugging him to tell you that he’s Hun.” Kai explained

Krystal was torn between anger and shock. He knew? And he didn’t even tell her? All those years that she’d been wondering how he looked like, who he was, if he ever wondered who she was. But of course he didn’t, cause he already knew. How unfair was that? What’s frustrating her more is that it’s like she was the only one who’s having the initiative for them to finally reunite. He could have just told her. Did he think that she wouldn’t believe him? That was easy; he had the paper plane to show her.

“Kai-shi, could you do me a little favour?” Krystal asked mustering all the aegyo that she had.

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Blue paper planes were scattered around the floor. Sehun didn’t need to open one to know that they were the ones that he had sent to Jung. However he was completely puzzled. How the heck did they get here? Did the PD want him to clean this mess? Did Jung throw them away? Sighing, he started to pick up the paper planes. A few minutes later he heard the door open. Thinking it was just the PD who’d requested for him to be here, Sehun continued his task without sparing a glance.

“Why?” the familiar voice made Sehun turn and who he saw made him almost drop the bundle of paper planes that he was holding.

“Why didn’t you tell me? I know I somehow left you hanging in the air when I didn’t show up the week before graduation, but don’t you think I had the right to know?” Krystal forced herself to stop. Because if she doesn’t, she’d go on until she’d get to the part where she’d tell him she that she liked him. And if she was going to pull out the ‘I’m mad at you’ card, that would have to wait.

Sehun was out of words. She actually wanted to know who he was? He opened his mouth only to close it due to lack of words. How do you tell the person you liked that you’re a scardy cat without looking wimpy? Instead of speaking, he placed the bundle of paper planes into the nearby couch. Before he explains himself he wanted to keep his promise. He took out his phone and looked for the right track. It took a few scrolls before he found what he was looking for, clicked the play button and set his phone on the couch. As music flared out, he exploded into slick and cool dance moves.

Sehun had never been nervous while dancing. This time he was though. He had never placed this much effort into dancing. Even though he was tired from his previous performances, he made sure that his body was in rhythm with the song. He didn’t want to miss a single step. He wanted this to be his best performance. He wasn’t dancing for a dance coach or for a big crowd of fans. Neither was he dancing for the camera. He was dancing for the girl he loved.

Krystal although confused, could not remove her gaze from Sehun. Every step that he took did not escape her unmoving eyes. With every flick and turn, she couldn’t help but anticipate more on the next step he’ll make. And when he stopped with orbs that looked straight to hers, she didn’t dare look away.

“I kept my promise.” he said panting with exhaustion. “I’m sorry if I was a coward. I was afraid that you’d never want to be best friends again. After I confessed, I thought I ruined our friendship. And you looked good without me. It didn’t seem like you needed me.”

“Idiot” Krystal said folding her arms in front of her chest while a cute pout plastered in her lips. “Sorry doesn’t cut it. Don’t you know it was hard to live a Hun-less life?” Sehun chuckled.

She hasn’t changed even in a bit. She was still the Jung that he met in senior year. The Jung that became his best friend and the Jung that he fell in love with.

“I guess this is my punishment.” He said before starting to pick up paper planes around him. “Did you keep these for my punishment?”

Krystal wanted to blurt out everything, but for a moment hesitation washed through her. He didn’t say anything about any affectionate feelings for her. Did he really move on? If he did, then should she tell him about her feelings? No, Soo Jung. This is now or never. Hesitation should have a big X on it Krystal thought. She took small steps until she was beside him and took the paper planes he was holding. Silence filled the air. Not the weird, awkward type of silence though. This silence was comfortable. For the past few minutes their movements were on cycle. Sehun would pick a paper plane. By then he’d have bundle in his hands. Krystal would then take the bundle from him set on the couch. And this went again and again.

Krystal was getting annoyed. Not because she was helping Sehun with his ‘punishment’, but because she couldn’t seem to figure out the right words. She’d been constructing sentences in her mind but none made it out of . When he confessed, the words written were magical. Wanting to laugh and cry at the same time, butterflies in her stomach like it was the first day of spring and a serious case of sweaty palms is what Krystal had become after reading the message. She wanted to have the same effect. But unfortunately it wasn’t that easy. Thinking that sincerity was better than impression, Krystal decided to speak up. Unluckily Sehun picked the wrong time to speak up.

“Why’d you keep these anyway?” he asked facing her. Krystal could hear a little tint of whining in his tone. And she was glad that she was the only one who could see this. Confusion on his face, a bundle of paper planes in his hands. Something you don’t get to see with the ever poker faced Sehun.

“These paper planes are the last things that I hold as a reminder of the person I love. That's what I thought. I could never throw them away.” Krystal answered, hoping to get a positive reply.

Sehun dropped the bundle of paper planes. He felt series of emotion flood him. With the look on his face, Krystal thought that the reaction she got was negative.

“Well, it’s okay if you don’t feel the same anyumore.” she hurriedly said hoping to fix any damaged that she’s done. “I’m okay with being friends. We could be Hun and Jung again, like old tim-“

Krystal had never liked getting cut off in midsentence. If there’s anything that she hates the most it’s not getting to finish expressing her thoughts. But there’s always a first. Sehun on the other hand didn’t let her finish. She loves him! Something that he was expecting to happen only in his dreams. He was actually having a hard time trying to figure out how to interrupt her. If there’s one thing he’d learn from Kai (or maybe the only thing he’d learn from Kai) is that when girls start speaking, they’d never stop. So when the idea popped into his mind, he didn’t even have second thoughts. He’d immediately crashed his lips into hers, engulfing them into a long passionate kiss.