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"I need to do another round to find empty parking lot. There's no space over here."    Sometimes it's almost creepy how his explanation would pop out in the air out of nowhere whenever I felt the most anxious. Like he read my mind.   "Heechul-ah, This won't do. I'm geting late. Just stop here so I can go in first while you parked." I sort of could guess what the outcome would be but I'm still trying.   "No. That would be too dangerous." He said in his typical emotionless monotonous voice.   "Oh come on, we're already in front of the entrance. What could happen? It will take me less than three seconds to be inside the building already."   "Okay, but..."   "Thanks!" I sprinted out of the stuffy confinement of the MPV and dashed towards the entrance. Really, what could go wrong?   "Ouch!" I almost fell backwards after bumping onto somebody and losing my bearing, luckily she caught my wrist and Heechul I presumed, rushed over in time to support me from behind.   "Yah! What do you think you're doing?!" I swear the poor girl looked like she almost cried or fainted at the scolding. I know he's just wary because at some point, I was constantly targeted to be attacked by young girls who are die hard fans of male idols I worked with, but this girl didn't seem like she intended to push me or anything.   "Ommo, I'm sorry. Really." She bowed over and over again.   "It's okay. Be careful next time." I tried to smile although honestly, I'm still a little shaken by the almost fall just now.    She looked up at me and backed away in shock suddenly. She mouthed something I didn't catch as her already large eyes grew wider and she bowed again.   "Heechul-ah, I'm going in first. I'll see you later. Don't scold her." I warned him. Sometimes his protective nature or rather, dedication to his job could be too much to handle. I already own not the best image, the last thing I'd want is to make headlines just because my manager caught hitting girls. That'd be the end of me.   "I'm going with you. And you! Watch where you're walking." He gave the girl his infamous death glare before pulling me away to go inside. Somehow I felt really bad for her. But it's not like this kind of scene is new to me.   When we arrived and pushed open the meeting room, I could only breathe a sigh of relief, that we're not the last to arrive, at least I haven't seen Hwang Kwanghee ssi yet. He's a real diva, of course he couldn't reach on time, huh? I bowed and smiled to the program's team members, who mostly gathered inside, and they started to explain about the show. But then there's a sudden knock on the door and a head popped in. That person looked familiar.   "Excuse me, is this the room for Diva VS Diva meeting?"   "Yes. You are?"   "Ahh. What a relief. I'm sorry we're late. It was all my fault." She smiled apologetically and kept bowing down before pulling open the door, only to reveal my co-host for this show who merrily waltzed into the room, with his awkward gay-ish laugh.   "Ommo, I'm sorry. My manager is new so she's still not familiar with many things and made me late." He glared at her as she bowed again timidly and scooted to the side of the room where other crews and managers were, including Heechul.   Now I remember, she's that girl who bumped into me earlier. So, she's Hwang Kwanghee's manager? Their personalities didn't seem like a match. She probably only gets bullied.   "So, where's our Kim Jaekyung ssi?" He clasped his hands, clearly not hiding his excitement. I wish I could turn invisible and disappear from this room right n