It was the end of the day again and after watching BEAST's performance on television, you plopped onto your bed. You had been studying for the past couple of hours without any breaks. Since you had exams soom, there were no classes and that meant you would need the time to study hard. 

You were staring at the ceiling wondering if he would ever call. 

"He'll never call me," you muttered. Your mind was jumbled up and you couldn't help but feel a little happy.

"He is cute and rebel-looking," you smiled to yourself. Then your mind started to speak to you.

"What if I'm like other girls. What if I'm just 'for fun'?" you worried. You blew your hair out of your face and closed your eyes. 

It was the second day. If he would not call me today, it would mean he was not interested. 

"Why am I worrying about this? What, am I expecting to even receiving a call?" you said aloud. You slipped under your covers and rested your eyes from all that studying you did. 

Just as you were about to drift off into sleep,

zZZZz zZZZz, your phone buzzed.

"Omo," you gasped as you sat up. You grabbed your phone quickly from the nightstand next to you and checked your phone. Un-known caller ID. This could be it. You cleared your throat and sat up. 

"Yobosayo?" you answered.

"Yobosayo? May I ask if this is ~~~~?" a guy asked.

"Uhm, yes. May I ask who's calling?" you asked, even though you had a good idea of who it was. 

"I'm Yong Junhyung," the guy said. He had called. Your heart leaped a little.

"Oh, annyeonghasaeyo," you greeted.

"Neh, annyeonghasaeyo. I'm sorry for disturbing you at this time. Are you busy?" he asked. You didn't know what it was but he seemed a little nervous. 

"No, it's alright. I'm not busy," you lied. You had a bunch of books waiting for you. 

"Are you busy tomorrow?" he asked. You looked at your books and closed your eyes.

"Not really. Waeyo?" you asked, guiltily.

"Great. Where can I meet you?" he asked.

You didn't know what to say and so there was an awkward silence.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound so rushed. It's just that I'm a little nervous since I'm talking to you for the first time on the phone. How about you come to our studio tomorrow?" he tried again.

"Sure, I would love to," you replied.

"I'll send you the address," he said happily. 

"LEE ~~~~~ YOU SHOULD BE STUDYING FOR YOUR EXAMS. ARE YOU TALKING ON THE PHONE?" your mom reminded you all of a sudden, calling from the hallway.

"NEH UMMA!" you replied, with your hand over the phone. You heard chuckling over the phone. You couldn't help but smile.

"I won't bother you anymore-

"No, it's okay, I mean-

"Actually, I have another schedule to complete. I was just taking a short break-

"I'm sorry. I didn't realize-

"No, it's okay. I think I should let you study ~~~~. I'll see you tomorrow if you will be able to make it. No pressure," he reassured you.

"I'll try my best," you replied.

"Okay then. Jaljayo. Sweet dreams," he said. You got butterflies. No one said that to you before beside your family.

"Gomawo. Jaljayo and aja aja hwaiting!" you encouraged.

"Thank you, I need it," he laughed. You guys said goodbye for the last time before hanging up. You added his number into your phone happily. You didn't realize that you were slowly forgetting about Doojoon. 

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You lied to your mom saying that you would be studying in the library. She let you go without thinking twice and went back to chatting with her friends over the phone. You took the taxi to Cube Entertainment.

"Kamsahamnida," you thanked the driver as you paid him.

You got out of the taxi and looked at your phone one more time to check to see if it was the right location and it was. Now there was one problem.

You didn't know how to get past the security. 

"No fans allowed here," the guard warned you.

"It's not like that, I-

"Please go back the way you came miss," he warned you again. You tried telling him you were here to meet someone until finally, you couldn't help but escape from his cold and mean expression.

"Yes, I understand," you said in a low voice as you walked slowly away from the building. Before you even took ten steps, someone called your name.

"~~~~," a familiar voice called.

You turned around to see Junhyung at the door waving to you and telling you to come toward him. He told the guard it was okay to let you in and the guard didn't even bother looking at you. You felt like you had won a battle. 

You followed Junhyung into the lobby and you guys took the elevators to BEAST's practice room.

"Say hello to my friend ~~~~!" he told the members. He had his arm around your shoulder. You were trying to avoid one person in that room and it was Doojoon. He looked at you or glared at you for a slight second before shifting his stance and looked disinterested. You felt a little relieved yet disappointed. 

"Omo! You're that girl from the salon!" Yoseob pointed. You bowed toward him.

"Is she really your friend?" Hyungseung asked. 

"Yah! Of course she is. Aren't you?" he stated before checking with you. You only nodded shyly but it was enough to satisfy him. After you greeted everyone including the cold Doojoon, Junhyung gave you water and led you to a seat in the room where you could get a good view of them practicing their dances and routines. 

They were practicing one of your favorite songs, I'm Sorry. It was a really sad song and hearing it in person was even more amazing. They looked exactly as they looked onstage, on television, and on the internet. You couldn't help but be emerged into their performance. As the song progressed, Junhyung had his rap part and while he did it, he looked at you in the mirror and winked at you. You were so suprised you didn't know what to do. He went back to being serious and you were glad that he did so. Apparently Doojoon saw everything that happened. He decided to ignore everything. It was clear to you that he was annoyed and irritated. 

After a few more songs it seemed like the practice came to an end.

"GOOD WORK EVERYONE!" Yoseob and Junhyung shouted. Just as they said that Doojoon and Dongwoon were making their way out of the room. Doojoon was particularly quick. Your eyes followed him until he was out of sight.

"What are you looking at?" Junhyung asked as he sat down beside you.

"Oh. Nothing. You guys were great," you smiled.

"Thank you," he grinned as he dried his neck with a towel. Then, Yoseob sat down next to you and nudged you lightly. 

"Are you his girlfriend?" he winked while whispering.

"No, it's not like that," you said shyly.

"Soon," Kikwang whispered to Yoseob. They giggled happily. You flushed a little. Hyungseung flashed you an apologetic look for the two. You smiled at him in return. On the other hand, Junhyung didn't seem to hear a word as he was busy texting on his phone. You felt a little awkward. You decided that it was time for you to leave. You stood up and bowed toward everyone.

"You guys were great today. I'll be going now," you excused yourself quietly. Junhyung snapped out of his own little world.

"I'm sorry I was just caught up in the moment. Wait for me, I'll send you out," he told you as he stood up to gather his things. You thought you heard Yoseob and Kikwang 'ooh' and 'aah'. You stood awkwardly until Junhyung was done. 

"Let's go," he told you before leading you out the door. You didn't forget to bid goodbye to the others in the practice room. 

You thanked Junhyung who opened the passenger door for you. He smiled gently toward you before getting in from his side of the car. 

"Are you hungry because I know I am," he sang as he pulled out of the parking lot. You laughed softly to yourself. He actually sounded cute while singsonging. 

"Why are you laughing?" he asked, smiling. 

"Nothing," you said quietly. 

After driving for about 15-20 minutes you guys reached a small restaurant/cafe. He seemed to come here often as the waiter led him to a secluded and more private area of the restaurant. You guys sat in a booth and the waiter handed you a menu.  

You didn't help but notice that Junhyung was observing you while you were looking at your menu. You looked up slowly to see him with a pokerface on. 

"Is there something on my face?" you asked cautiously. He shook his head, not breaking his gaze. Shy and embarrassed, you looked back at your menu once more before setting it down. He called the waiter with the bell on the table. 

He took the orders and went away soon after. 

As Junhyung and you talked you noticed that he was very bold and sure of himself. He was to the point and very confident. You admired him a bit. 

"Are you normally this quiet?" he asked you, grinning.

"Not really," you replied in a small voice. He nodded and took a sip of his coffee. The food came and you guys ate quietly for a while before he broke the silence. 

"How old are you?" he asked you.

"I'm nineteen," you replied. He nodded while looking pleased.

"You get to call me oppa," he said, delighted.

"How old are you?" you asked him, curiously.

"I'm twenty-two," he replied, while cutting into his steak. You nodded. 

"Are you still in school?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm studying to become a nurse," you told him. He nodded while listening to you.

"Maybe, you'll get to tend to me one day," he grinned.

"Aniyo. You have to be healthy," you responded.

"I was just kidding around," he told you, his eyes shining.

"Oh," you said, embarrassed. You could hear him chuckling. 

As you guys finished dinner, you got to know him more and vice versa. 

"Are you ready to go?" he asked you. You nodded and followed him out. Just then, you recieved a call from home. You gulped before picking up. It was late and you knew you were going to be scolded. 

"Yobosayo, umma?" you answered.

You squinted as your mom was speaking really loudly through the phone, almost shouting at you. You had to hold the phone a little away from your ear. Junhyung was staring at you. You flashed him an apologetic look but he just shook his head.

"I'll speak to your mom for you," he offered. You tried telling him it was okay but he stole the phone away from you.

"Yobosayo? Mrs. Lee? I'm Lee ~~~~'s friend, Yong Junhyung. Yes, yes, I'm with her. Neh, neh. Don't worry Mrs. Lee, I'm sending her home right now," he spoke politely. He was pretty good at speaking. He shut the phone after he was finished and winked at you. 

"Your mom says she's glad you have a namja chingu," he smirked.

"Mwoh?! My mom said that?" you gasped. He laughed at you before opening the passenger door for you. 

You couldn't believe what you heard. It was all so odd. You never dated before and the idea of a guy being your boyfriend was all so foreign. 

"Are you okay? You know I was playing with you right? She didn't exactly say that..." he trailed off. 

"Yes I'm fine," you replied, flustered. 

"You're so cute," he remarked. Your heart skipped and now you were hyperventilating. 

You showed him the way to your house and in no time, you guys reached your house.

"Is this where you live?" he asked you. You nodded at him as he was observing your house. He got out of the car and opened the door for you. 

"Kamsahamnida and thank you again for dinner," you thanked him, while bowing. He stopped you as you were bowing. 

"No problem. Don't be so formal," he smiled. You smiled in return.

He reached his hand out and you shook it. Right when you were going to release your hand from his, he caught you off-guard with his question.

"Can I hug you? If that's okay with you?" he asked, timidly, waiting patiently for your response. You nodded, a little unsure of what to say. Afterall, it would be just a friendly hug right?

He pulled you into an embrace and let you go shortly after. He ruffled your hair before wishing you a good night. You did the same. 

He waved to you as you entered the gate to your house and you bowed toward him before entering your house.