Ji Eun's POV (Your POV)

 "I broke up with him," ji yeon said, focused on painting her nails. I rolled my eyes at my best friend and diverted my attention to the TV.

It's been years since I've been living with this famous brat because of my parents' death, and not a single day she doesn't blabber about boys.

"want to go clubbing?" ji yeon asked while shuffling through her pile of clothes. "No." I retorted fumbling with my tangled headphones.

Every night, this girl goes clubbing, and every night she would come home with a different boy. I've always wondered if she's lost it yet. 

"come on ji eun," she pouted and clung onto my arm while I looked at her, disgusted to see this side of her. "aniyo~" I said, my attention still on an episode of running man. You know that one episode where ji hyo and suzy are the ghost sisters? I got goose bumps watching that episode, espcecially when they disappeared from the picture.

Not long before I finished the episode, I noticed ji yeon was staring at me. "Have you been staring at me.." I looked back at my laptop screen. "for 23 minutes?... that's kind of creepy ji yeo-" she forced me up in a a split second. "Tonight," she picked out a dress from her pile and eyed me "you're clubbing with me." she took the dress and shoved me into the bathroom. 

I stood in the bathroom holding the tiny piece of clothe, dumbfounded.

"It's too small!" I yelled, irritated and frustrated.

"Oh, it fits perfectly honey, open the door." she knocked on the door multiple times. "Hold on, I can't move." I bit the dress to cover my almost bare chest and limped over, reluctantly unlocking the door.

"Perfect! Now let't go." she dragged me out after unfolding a layer of the mini dress, and picking a ridiculously high a** heel for me. 

I puffed my cheeks out and rolled my eyes patiently as my club-addict best friend dragged me into the club.

"ID's please." the buff security man cocked his eyebrows.

"here" I sighed and showed my fake ID, ji yeon gave me. He gave me a hesitated nod before letting me in.

"you can sit at the bar if you dont want to dance." she said and drifted off into the pool of dancing-crazy--cravers.

"water please." the person next to me and I both said in unision. I just sat there, stiffened. The voice was familiar.

I could feel a pair of eyes burning into my side, and that's when I noticed that guy staring at me. The fact that he was, made me even more uncomfortable. But then I couldn't help but take a quick glance at his glimmering eyes behind my long, brown hair.

"Hi, may I ask you name?" he smiled.

No, you can't. I thought as I rolled my eyes behind my long hair.

Yoseob's POV

 Hyungs forced me to come here. Where all the thirsty-for-lollipops-beasts are. 

"You can go sit over there if you don't want to dance, aish, why didn't we bring dongwoon again?" Doojoon hyung rushed into the crowd before I could roll my eyes, and started rubbing on some . I shook the image off and sat down next to a mysterious girl.

"water please." we both said at the same time. I took a quick sip before my gaze fell onto her petite body, tightened by that small mini dress. I couldn't take my eyes off. They way it hugged her in the right spots, and the way her s-line was visible, shamefully . 

"Hi, may I ask your name?" I smiled.

I could've sworn I heard her say something.

First chapter up! :) Yay. lol.