Chaerin's POV:

“Let go of me you bastard”, I shrieked at the top of my lungs. I hurtled the first thing I saw within my reach which just so typically happened to be an ancient vase from France. It flew right passed his head as he ducked down the stairs.

“Listen Chaerin-ah, just give me a sec-”

“CHAERIN-AH CHAERIN-AH, YOU MUST HAVE SOME BALLS ADDRESSING ME LIKE THAT!” I flew down the steps three at a time in vain effort in pursuit of the down the spiraling stair case all the while cursing my out of shape body. By the time I had reached the last step I was not only fuming but out of breath. He was out of sight and just when I was about to run off to the front door. I felt him latch onto me from my back and encase me in his arms. I could here his rapid breathing, his hot breath against my upper neck. 

“Let go of me Cheondung if you know whats good for you!” I said my jaws slowly clenching and unclenching in anger. He only tightened his hold on me defiantly, rejecting my demand with out saying no.

“I’m not letting you go, and I am not going anywhere till you listen to me. You can curse me to death, you can throw all your furniture at me. And I still wont leave, because your misconception of me right now hurts me more than any physical damage you can cause me”. I stood there silently facing away from him as the tears leaked down my face. I felt the fight go out of me all the fire died down. Coldness was seeping in, there was no explanation for what he had done. Nothing could change things back, no matter what he  said or would say there was no way he could erase what I had seen and heard. Regret was forming why had I opened myself to him, why had I let him in. I thought we had a connection, I though he understood me, the real Chaerin. How hurt I was now. He would never now.

Minji's POV:

1.2.3.4 step step step. The process continued our arms linked yet hands not touching, our chests crushed together yet waists far apart. Left legs linked, right leg slowly crawling up his. Our routine was carrying on as usual, except only I could feel the tension. It was slowly wrapping around us as we came closer to the of our choreography. This wasn’t just any tension, more like . We hadn’t always been like this, I mean sure we weren’t the best of friends. But honestly when did this happen to us, never did I imagine he would be the one I yearned for so badly now. But I told myself this was all just a spur of the moment type of thing, when I am away from him I won’t feel any of this. It’s only natural for my body and instincts to react this way, after all I’m no kid anymore. I could feel him through every nerve in my body, whenever he touched me nowadays my body became so much more aware and sensitive. Even the slightest of contact caused tingles to erupt all over my skin. As we came to a close, we locked eyes that I had been previously avoiding. And it hit me right then how much want we had both been hiding till now, maybe our feelings didn’t start out like this. But there was this strange attraction that was always there from the very beginning. People say that eyes are windows to the soul and a window in turn to the heart. And right now I could see his heart perfectly displayed, as if on a silver platter, waiting for me to accept it. Not knowing what to do with myself, I kept shamelessly staring our eyes connected by forces indecipherable to any logical reasoning. Until he walked in that is, as soon as the door had happened it felt like time had been unfrozen. All the tension and electricity in the air simply vanished. And our guards had both been put back up, as if nothing had ever happened. But it was too late at this point he had seen what was going on. I simply wanted to have a memorable and fun college experience yet here I am stuck with two guys who want to rip each other part. Sadly I am the one in the middle of their crossfire. I had to do something before things got out of hand.