“It’s ______,” I coldly answered.

This Woohyun guy actually looked good. He wasn’t a bad guy, I was sure of that. But I just couldn’t instantly act nice towards him. He was still a stranger after all. And I wasn’t in the mood.

“Are you a foreigner, ______-ssi?” he asked me again in Korean. Isn’t asking a foreigner with a language that isn’t even internationally popular considered rude? But I ignored that. He was just lucky I could speak Korean.

I nodded at him.

“Oh... Which country are you from?” he flashed a sincere smile. He had smiling eyes. Cute. But I had to remain cool.

“______ ,” a cold and simple answer came out of my mouth. I shivered at the fact that I could be that...unfriendly.

But he didn’t seem to mind my mean treatment towards him, because he still exclaimed happily, “Ah! I’ve always wanted to go there!”

I smiled a bit. This guy was interesting. He got excited over simple matter. Omona. Just like Jung Soo...of course when that old man was in the right mood.

Suddenly, a shout interrupted our awkward conversation. “Oh, Woohyun hyung!”

Woohyun and I instantly turned to where the voice was from. Minho...?

Minho smiled, walking towards us. “Hey Woohyun hyung! You’ve met ______?”

“Huh?” Woohyun was a bit shocked by the question. “Yeah... Is ______-ssi your friend, Minho-ah?”

I was about to murmur, “Yeah, we’re friends” when Minho suddenly lingered his arm around my waist. I cringed a bit. What’s with the sudden skinship? This is weird. Minho and I didn’t usually touch each other a lot. Especially in public. He was an idol, and we had to always keep some distance. Unless I wanted to be eaten by his fans. So what is he doing now?

“Dude,” I whispered at Minho’s ear, questioning his action.

He gave me a “What?!-I-do-nothing-wrong!” kind of stare.

I looked at him in confusion. I glanced at Woohyun. He seemed surprised too.

“Friend?” Minho slyly smiled. “We’re more than that, hyung!”

I was so confused that I couldn’t even say anything.

Woohyun laughed monotonously. “Oh I see...”

“Yeah,” Minho continued in a very satisfied tone. “Anyway hyung, good luck for your performance later.”

Woohyun chuckled. “Thanks, Minho-ah. You’re now busy with SHINee schedule in Japan, aren’t you?”

Minho nodded. “Yeah. I should be in Japan by now. But this little girl,” he pointed at me. “She begged me to come back here and see her. So I did.”

Woohyun flashed a knowing smile. “You guys are cute.” He then looked at his watch. “Sorry, Minho-ah, I think I gotta get going now.”

“Oh okay hyung.”

“See you later, ______-ssi. Minho-ah, say hi from me to Kibum and the other members.”

After Woohyun left, I sternly stared at Minho.

He noticed my dark aura and innocently snapped, “What?!”

“What. Was. That.”

Minho rubbed the back of his neck and casually answered, “Nothing.”

Did he think that I was stupid? There was only one legit explanation which made sense right now... “Minho oppa, am I the only one here who thinks that we’re only best friends? That there are no romantic intentions between us both?”

Minho widened his eyes. “Of course we’re best friends! Why are you like this, ______-ah?”

I stared at him in disbelief. “Then what did you say to Woohyun just now? Ugh Minho!”

Minho chuckled at my silliness. “You’re being weird, ______-ah. He asked me if we were friends. Well, our relationship is much more than that, isn’t it? We’re BEST friends.”

Did he think I would buy him? “But he is thinking that we are a couple!” I continued, “What’s with you, Minho oppa? You’re so strange, you know...”

Minho was going to chuckle again, when I left him just like that. “I’m going to see Luna now. You owe me an explanation.”

I heard him sigh. But he didn’t follow me.

Minho was being super weird. Nah, I wasn’t mad at him. I barely knew that Woohyun guy and I didn’t care about what he thought about me or Minho. I was just simply confused. Minho was not the type who would do such things without reasons. He must have known something. Something that I didn’t know.

Too many things happened today. First, I found out that Donghae knew my relationship with Jung Soo. Second, Heechul caught me and his leader kissing. Third, Luna got injured and was hurt. I didn’t need Minho to add more weight on me now.

I arrived in front of f(x)’s waiting room. I gathered all my courage and slowly opened the door. There were Donghae, Victoria, Luna, Ye Eun and Krystal. Of course the stylists and managers were present too. I glanced over the room and didn’t see any hint of the doctor. Good, I sighed.

I walked towards them. “The rehearsal’s over, oppa, unnie?”

Victoria nodded, smiling.

“What did the doctor say about Luna, dear?” I asked Krystal.

Luna heard me and snapped, “______-ah, he said I was okay! I only need some rest for a few days.”

I heaved a relieved sigh. That was truly a relief. “Really?” I continued, “Should we just go home now?”

Krystal nodded at me. “Yeah, we should go home and let unnie rest! Oppa, unnie,” she turned to Ye Eun and Minho, who was surprisingly already standing behind me. “We can hang in my apartment, is that cool with you?”

“Yeah, y’all better go home before flirts come and seduce you,” Donghae murmured.

Krystal and Ye Eun laughed, “Oppa, it’s just a proof that we’re bunch of beautiful girls.”

“Hush, hush,” Donghae pretended to get annoyed. Then he was getting serious and whispered to me, “______-ah, don’t you feel like seeing Jung Soo hyung for the last time today?”

I thought for a second. Luna was the main priority right now. But Jung Soo... it could be the last chance for me to see him before the next meeting which only God knew when. What a dilemma.

Seeing the uncertainty on my face, Donghae stepped out and made the decision for me. He put his arm around my shoulders and he boldly stated, “You guys, prepare what you need to bring home and make sure Luna get a wheelchair because we are so not forcing her to walk in condition like this. ______ and I will move the car to the back door, okay? We’ll see you there. Manager hyung, Minho-ah, remember; wheelchair.”

Luna nagged, “I don’t need that!”

Krystal and Ye Eun playfully mocked her, “Yes you dooooo!” Minho ruffled her hair.

Donghae dragged me out. In front of f(x)’s waiting room, he said, “______-ah, Lord knows when they’ll manage to find a wheelchair. We need to rush.” Next thing I knew, his hand already held mine and we stormed through the corridor.

It all happened so quick that after regaining my composure, all that I knew was I was already inside Super Junior’s waiting room. If f(x)’s was crowded, then this one was much more crowded. Not to mention that their members were like double, or triple f(x)’s total number of members and they also need double stylists than f(x).

The members were greeting me as soon as they saw me coming in with Donghae. Sungmin and Ryeowook got hyper as usual. Heechul meaningfully smiled at me. Eunhyuk, Kyuhyun and Shindong were exhausted from the dance practice and sleeping on the sofa. Yesung came approaching me and Donghae, asking how Luna was.

Donghae answered, “She’s okay, but she needs to go home right now. In fact, ______ is here to just drop a hi because after this she will take Luna home.”

Hearing Donghae, Eunhyuk slowly opened his eyes and stood up. “It was my fault that she got injured. I should have held her.” He sounded so guilty.

“It’s not like that, oppa,” I murmured. Eunhyuk wasn’t at fault here. It was a pure accident. “Besides, she’s okay now.”

“But still...,” Eunhyuk muttered in frustration and sighed.

Donghae spoke up, “Come with us, Hyuk. We’re moving ______’s car to the back lobby. You can see her condition there.”

Eunhyuk helplessly nodded.

A hand suddenly touched my shoulder and I flinched, shocked. I turned to see Ryeowook eagerly looking at me in the eyes. “______-ah, can Sungmin hyung and I come with you and Donghae hyung too?”

That was the first time I saw  another pair of eyes since I entered this room, because despite of the fact that this place was filled with so many people, I could totally spot one certain person here. In fact, he was the first face I saw. Jung Soo. He was sitting on the sofa, iPad on his lap and iPhone in his grip. Looking so undeniably handsome, he was staring at me too. I focused my stare only at him. And the more I looked at him, the more I got anxious, nervous and worried. Because his stare wasn’t his usual stare. Jung Soo didn’t seem like Jung Soo. I didn’t know what was wrong, but I could totally sense that Jung Soo was being so unfamiliar.

Drifting my stare from him to Ryeowook, I finally realized. Compared to Ryeowook’s excited, lively look, Jung Soo stared at me in a very weird way. He seemed hurt... and upset... and betrayed.

jdshfsadhfdshfhdsfh i could open aff finally T____T my connection kept being such a bish and it somehow couldn't load aff webpage ugh. i'm lucky this time it's working.

this chapter doesnt seem to make sense, so you gotta wait for the next one. i got it half done, and will post it probably tonight under one condition: if my connection doesn't go naughty naughty and refuses to cooperate with meh ;____;