Let Us Just Love - A-Pink (Protect The Boss OST) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=disYdQr7FBY)         **Hana-nim: Youngjae actually makes a pun here. The suffix/ending "-nim" is a very polite and respectful way to address someone. Youngjae unconsciously adds "-nim" to Hana's name, making it "Hana-nim." In Korean, "Hananim" literally means God/the Lord, which gives off a double meaning. xD     ------------------------- Narrator’s P.O.V:     “Dahee! Jongin! Lay!” Hana squealed as she ran up to their usual table in the cafeteria. She was so excited that she almost tripped and dropped her tray of hot food on them.   Dahee instinctively ducked behind Kai, “Holy—Hana, be careful!”   Lay quickly took the tray from her and gave Hana a stern look, “I’ll take this.”   Hana looked a bit sheepish for a second before sitting down beside Lay and beaming all-too-innocently.   “What’s gotten into you, Little Miss Sunshine?” Jongin raised an eyebrow at her, “You’re creeping me out, Cuz.”   “Guess!” Hana sing-songed as she leaned her head on her fists.   “Eat and talk.” Lay chided as he grabbed her spoon and scooped up her rice, putting a chunk of sautéed bean sprouts on top. He fed it to her as she ate it wordlessly. “Meat too.” He put some of the delicious kalbi on top of another spoonful of rice.   It was normal for Lay to act so caring towards her. He was like a second father.   *A young and handsome second father, I might add.* She gave a friendly smile towards her long-time friend and turned to her cousin, “Did you come up with anything?”   Jongin narrowed his eyes in thought for a second before he snapped his fingers, “That’s it!”   “What? What’s it?” Dahee turned to stare at her boyfriend and frowned at Hana, “You aren’t telling us anything!”   “You aren’t talking about what happened in gym, are you?” He accused.   Hana smiled widely, “Ehehe.”   Dahee shot a ‘do you know what they’re talking about’ type of look to Lay, while the latter just shrugged. He patiently listened in on the conversation when he noticed a very awkwardly placed Band-Aid on Hana’s knee.   His eyebrows furrowed. *Those types of comical prints on the bandage are usually too childish for Hana’s tastes.* He was about to ask about it, but Dahee beat him to it.   “Hana, you got hurt?” Dahee tilted her head to one side in bewilderment, gaze on her bandage. “Where’d you get that?”   Kai cut in before Hana could reply, “Daehyun personally wiped her wound and applied that bandage onto her.”   Both Dahee and Lay gawked at Hana as she stared at him in slight surprise, “You were watching? You stalker!”   “Oh please.” Jongin rolled his eyes and took a big bite of meat, “Just because I saw you doesn’t mean that I’m—mmpf—“ He slurped back his saliva, “—doesn’t mean that I’m a schtalker.”   Dahee looked somewhat disgusted by the amount of food droplets that was falling out of her boyfriend’s mouth and scooted away from him.   Hana and Lay snickered at his fail, “Schtalker?”   Kai shot the two a disapproving look and swallowed his food, taking a quick sip of water to wash it all down, “You know what I mean.”   Dahee looked satisfied and scooted back to her original spot, glancing at Hana in surprise.   “He really did that? Is he interested in you?”   Hana pressed her lips together in a thin, unhappy line. “I don’t know.”   “What?!” She smacked her hands on the table in frustration.   “Dahee.” Kai patted her back and chuckled at the people who stared at her from near the table. “Shh!” Lay said embarrassedly, trying to cover up his face.   Dahee blinked and peered around, glaring at the people who stared back at her. At once, they all looked away, intimidated by her intense gaze. Yoon Dahee always meant business. She sighed and focused back on Hana.   “Ahem. I mean, if he took care of your small cut to that extent, then I’m sure he likes you.” Dahee encouraged, picking up her chopsticks to slurp up a few noodles from her broth.   “Really? You think so?” Hana brightened.   “Don’t lead her on, Dahee.” Lay shook his head with an iffy expression on his face, “I don’t mean to be the party pooper, but Jung Daehyun is just a really nice guy. It would seem that he likes you in other people’s eyes, but to him, helping you out might’ve been just a nice gesture.”   The earlier smile on Hana’s face turned upside down. She moped and rested her head on her arms, “Gee, Yixin