Minho went home tired. He was lying down the couch, when his parents came in. “Choi Minho,” His father called. Minho just looked at his father and seated.   “How’s Sulli?” His mother asked.   “I don’t know. I haven’t met her yet,” Minho answered, lied.   “Stop lying! Someone told me you already met her!” Mr. Choi raised his voice. Mrs. Choi rubbed Mr. Choi’s back. She whispered, “Dad, calm down. Our son must be tired.”   Minho scratched his head and stood up. He started to walk away, but his father stopped him. “Where are you going?! I’m talking to you!”   “I’m tired, dad. Let’s just talk about that tomorrow,” Minho answered and went upstairs. He went inside his room and slammed the door shut. He picked up his phone, took his seat on his bed and called Krystal.    “Mm, what’s up pretty boy?” Krystal answered through the phone.   Minho smiled. “Did you just call me pretty boy?”   “Huh? Oh well, I just did. What’s the matter?”   “I knew it. Don’t you remember? 7pm at Sushi Resto.”   Krystal scratched her head. “Ahh. I almost forgot. Okay, is that all?”   “Yeah. I need a friend whom I can talk with. Please be there. Thanks, Jungie!”   “Oh. I’ll try. Uhm, alright I’m hanging now,” Krystal answered and hung the phone. She lied down on her bed and looked up. “Aish. Am I going or not? I must torment him. What am I going to do? Ya! Jung Soo Jung, don’t tell me you are starting to like that brat again? Noooo!”   Minho went to the Sushi Restaurant at around 6:30 in the evening. He ordered and drank two bottles of Soju, which made him drunk. Krystal arrived at exactly 7 o’clock in the evening. She scanned the place and finally found Minho. She seated in front of drunken Choi Minho. Krystal asked, “Are you drunk?”   Minho smiled, obviously drunk. “Of course not! Welcome at the Sushi Restaurant, Krystal Jung!”   “Aish. I shouldn’t come over here,” Krystal stood up but Minho held her arm. Minho said, “Don’t leave me, please. I told you I need a friend. Sit, sit.”   Krystal narrowed her eyes and seated again. “What’s wrong with you? What made you drink too much?”   Minho smirked and glared at Krystal. “You want to know? I am Choi Minho! I am handsome, I am cool but I don’t have freedom! My parents want me to do this and that. I’m sick of it! They want me to marry a girl whom I don’t like and I don’t know. Yes, Choi Sulli. She is your good friend, right? Tss. She’s pretty and nice but I don’t have any