A/N: Hi, everyone! Thanks again for all the comments!

And yes, you guys guessed it right! It is their manager!

...now, let's see the chaos that shall ensue now, shall we? D:

The boys all gasped as the person outside started yelling loudly.

And I didn’t need them to tell me who it was anymore.

I recognized that voice all too well. It was the same voice that I’ve heard screaming and raging from Yunho’s phone.

Their manager, I thought despairingly as my stomach seemed to turn into ice.

We were all too shocked and terrified to move. The shouting and yelling just got louder with each passing minute, and I was worried that their manager might soon end up breaking down the door, not to mention attract the attention of everyone in the hotel.

This was bad. This was very bad.

“What are we going to do?” Junsu squeaked out, finding his voice.

I turned immediately towards Yunho’s direction, along with his other members, looking at the leader for guidance. But before Yunho could even say or do anything, Changmin got up from his seat and grabbed my forearms, pulling me up from my seat as well.

“What are you doing?!” I demanded through my panic, half-incredulous, half-hysterical.

“Shush,” Changmin hissed at me urgently. He let go of my forearms and just took a tight hold at my hand, before dragging me along behind him.

I stumbled a bit after the maknae, still too stunned and still too frightened by the sudden arrival of their manager. Changmin walked quickly and urgently with a purpose, though, and before I or any of hyungs can get a word in, he got to our bedroom and quickly threw the door open, pulling me along inside with him.

He didn’t let go of my hand when we got inside, but simply just kept dragging me along. He reached the bathroom and pulled its door open as well, and pushed me quickly and firmly inside.

“What-?!” I tried to protest again, but when the intense look on his face that I saw when I turned to face him made me pause.

“Stay here,” Changmin said under his breath urgently and vehemently. “No matter what happens, just stay in here, alright? Don’t come out!”

I opened my mouth, I myself not knowing whether I did this to protest or to give him my word, but Changmin quickly shook his head at me.

“No! Stay here! Keep quiet! Don’t come out, no matter what! Promise!” he told me, his voice filled with a fierce and intensed emotion.

I really didn’t like the sound of that ‘no matter what’ part, but the look that he was giving me quite effectively told me that there would be no arguments about this matter. This, and the sound of the furious banging at the front the door which was so loud that I could still hear it from in here, made me just nod silently at him.

At my small acknowledgement of his words, Changmin gave me one last intense look and shut the bathroom door between us close. I heard him walking across the bedroom, before hearing the bedroom door shut, too.

I could still hear a bit the sound of the banging at the front door, and it continued for a few more minutes. And then- it stopped rather abruptly.

I drew in a deep breath, knowing that the boys must have opened the door for their manager then.

It was completely silent for a few seconds, then the yelling started again. This time it was louder than ever, since the source of the racket was now inside the suite with us.

I put a hand against the bathroom wall to keep myself upright as I started to shake at the furious tirade that their manager was unleashing on the boys. They must have been receiving hell from their manager for not showing up at that meeting yesterday.

I knew that my decision then to not let them go and just talk with each other had been right, but I still couldn’t help but feel guilty, knowing that I had a hand on why the five of them were being yelled at right now.

I was distracted from wallowing in my guilt when the ranting of their manager suddenly stopped, only to be replaced right away by a yelp of pure pain from him.

My eyes grew wide.

Did one of them hit him or something?!

Oh dear Lord, I sure hope not.

Our situation right now was complicated as it was, and we still haven’t decided on any course of action. I mean, I’ve been focused on making sure that whatever strain the knowledge of the future does on the boys has no permanent damage on them. I still haven’t gotten to the part on figuring out with them what’s the next best step for them to take, but I was sure that whatever they choose, physically assaulting someone from SM right now wouldn’t do us any good.

Their manager seemed to have recovered from his pain, as he was now starting to yell again. What surprised me was Yoochun’s angry voice, shouting right back at their manager.

I winced, more than ready to bet right now that it was most probably Yoochun who had somehow caused their manager pain moments before. He had always been the most vocal against their management before, and his resentment was even clearer yesterday when he had grabbed Yunho’s phone and hung up on their manager. Twice.

A muffled shout of surprise and dismay from the boys and a few seconds of following silence made me halt my running thoughts.

Oh god, what happened?!

Then, I heard Jaejoong screaming.

His voice was muffled, given that I was inside the bathroom that was inside the bedroom, but I could tell that how he had yelled and raged at me a few days before was nothing compared  to the way that he was yelling right now.

Their manager must have done something really bad, to make Jaejoong oppa react like that, I thought worriedly.

Their manager was shouting right back at Jaejoong. I grew even more worried when I heard Changmin’s voice; the maknae seemed to be trying to make himself heard over the shouts of Jaejoong and their manager. Whether it was because of whatever the manager had done, or because of Jaejoong’s reaction, or because of the whole situation, or because of all of these things, I was unsure, but the frustration was very clear in Changmin’s voice.

The shouts and yells and what sounded like angry threats (this last one mostly coming from the voice of their manager) carried on for what seemed like eternity. I could now even hear Junsu’s voice joining the commotion, his high-pitched squeal piercing through the other noise and making me grimace even if I was already so far away from them.

I wonder what the hotel staff is making out of all this racket, I thought idly. If SM wasn’t already pissed at the boys’ skipping their meeting and if SM wasn’t already going to be furious for this fight with their manager, then SM was really going to be mad as hell when the news of this encounter reaches the ears of the media.

I heard their manager angrily yell some more, before the front door slammed shut loudly, and the whole suite was completely and eerily silent.

I knew that the manager was gone now, and that I should go and check on the boys and make sure that they were alright, but I couldn’t bring myself to move. I was still in too much shock over what had just happened, from the unexpected arrival of their manager to his “fight” with the boys.

A good ten or fifteen minutes must have passed when I heard the bedroom door opening again.

I couldn’t help but become tensed, even if I knew that the manager was already gone. God, the whole thing has had me shaken up more than I would ever be willing to admit!

The knob of the bathroom door turned and the door swung open. I turned