Yuri, Jessica and Tiffany squealed and threw themselves on the beds. I laughed at their child-ness and started to open the blinds and the balcony door. I stepped out on the balcony and breathed in the salty air. The ocean was wide and bright. I couldn't help but take the chance. I opened my mouth.

"It isn't love. This isn't love. It's you imagination. Where ever I am, whatever I'm doing, I'm scared that you're watching me." I sang.

Loudly.

I heard noise beneath me. Crap! I peeked over the balcony quickly before I rushed back in and joined my roomies.

"What's wrong Seo?" Fany asked. I shook my head.

"We should start unpacking." I stumbled over Sica's suitcase and sighed. I hope no one heard me. And if they did...I wonder who was beneath me? I slowly went back out and peered over again.

It was just a few boys. Whatever they wouldn't really care.

But still. I didn't want them to hear.