-Chaehyeon pov-

I woke up early today to help Kevin. Strange, these days, he always went home late. I am worried cause he never went home this late before. I asked him why but he keep saying that there was this kid who wants him to tutored him till midnight cause he have a major exam coming up.

Still, I don’t believe him. He always looked tired every time he went home. Is tutoring a tiring work? Well, I don’t think so.

Plus, he’s been doing this tutoring thing every day which I found strange. He usually does his tutoring on Sunday. Hmm, something tells me that Kevin is up to something.

“Erm, Laia?”

I turned around and saw him frowning at me. We were in the kitchen, preparing some breakfast.

“What?”

“There’s something that looks like a scratch on your back.”

“Huh? Where?” I roamed my back with my left hand.

“On your upper left shoulder.”

I roamed my hand on my left shoulder and felt something. It felt like a small straight line.

“Does it hurt?”

“No. Is it bleeding?”

“Nope.”

Kevin patted my shoulder, “Maybe it’s a scar. Anyway,” He handed me two pieces of plates, “its breakfast time.”

-End-

-Hanjin pov-

“Oh come on, are you sure about this?”

“Yes Hongki. I got things to do.”

“Are those things far more important than my party?”

Okay, I am very annoyed. He kept forcing me to come to his party ever since this morning.

“Han-”

“Bye.”

I quickly hung up and threw the phone on my bed. I took off my cloth to change when suddenly I saw something that looks like a scar on my chest. It was straight and small in size.

Hmm, I don’t remember having a scar before.

“Hanjin,” Mom knocked my door, “Let’s go or we’ll be late.”

“Yeah.”

I ignored the scar thingy and get change. Mom and dad were already waiting for me in the car. They’ll be going to China today so I accompanied them to the airport.

We finally arrived after 1 hour of driving. I walked my parents to the departure gate.

“Take care now and don’t forget about those companies.” Mom kissed my forehead.

I sighed in reply. Seriously, they rely on me too much. Well, let’s just see what’s gonna happen next.

-End-

-Yuki pov-

Taemin and I were waiting for our mom. Yup, its shopping day and she’s buying some clothes or whatever you girls called it.

“Hyung, your phone.” Taemin handed me my phone.

It was ringing. I bet someone’s calling me. I checked the screen and saw Hara’s name. I smiled as I pressed the accept button.

“Hello? Chocky?”

The mall was crowded so I can’t hear her. I went inside a big shop that sells random stuff to get a better hearing but it’s no use.

“Hold on.” I said.

“Hyung,” Taemin tapped my shoulder, “Why don’t you try the fitting room.”

I looked at Taemin and then at the fitting room. Hmm, that’s a good idea. I flashed a big smile and headed towards the fitting room. It was kinda huge. I bet it could fit up to 5 people.

Taemin followed me inside and locked the room. Is this kid okay or what?

“What are you doing?” I raised my eyebrow.

“I don’t wanna wait outside. Just ignore me okay.”

“Fine,” I rolled my eyes, “Just be quiet.”

“Hey, sorry to keep you waiting. I can’t hear you so I went inside a fitting room with Taemin.”

“Really?” She giggled, “It’s okay.”

We talked for a couple of minutes and damn, is it me or is it getting hot in here?

I rolled my sleeves up till my shoulders. Taemin fanned himself with his hand as he sat down on the floor. I sat beside him and continued my conversation with Hara.

“What happened to your arm?” Taemin pointed.

I followed his finger. It was pointing at my upper right arm.

“Did you cut yourself or something?”

“I don’t know, maybe.”

-End-

-Toby pov-

I was in the kitchen with Soohyun. He was eating fried chicken with mashed potato. I sat next to him, wanted to tell him about the suspended thingy.

“You want some?”

I nodded and opened my mouth. He feed me the mashed potato like a little kid.

“Erm,” I lay my head on his shoulder, “I got something to say.”

“Hmm?”

“I… uh… I got suspended.” I shut my eyes closed.

And the next thing I knew, he was cupping my face. I slowly opened my eyes. His face was just a few centimeter from me, giving me the ‘stare’. Ugh, I hate it when he does it. I don’t like people staring at me in a very close distance.

“Why are you suspended?” He asked, widening his eyes.

I sighed as I bit my lips. I looked down at his shirt and played with it.

“Well?”

“I’m involved in a fight,” I looked at him, “But-but, it’s not my fault. It’s not those girls fault. Inyeon-”

“Okay, so you’re involved in a fight again?” He sighed.

“But-”

He brought his hands down and continued eating his food, “There’s nothing we can do anyway,” He turned to face me, “For how many weeks?”

“Two.”

He slowly nodded. I pouted and went to the toilet to wash my glasses. After that, I put it on. I stared at myself on the mirror and saw something strange on my left neck.

“Is that scar or what?” I murmured as I caressed it.

Strange. I don’t remember getting a scratch on my neck before.

-End-