"Are you Kim Jongin?"   "No..."   "Are you Jongin?"   "I'm Luhan, remember?"   "Oh yeah...Mianhe..."   "So are you Jongin?"   "Haha...I wish."   "So is that a no? Where can I find Kim Jongin?"   "I think I know one place he might be..."   I follow the directions and found myself in front of a dance studio.    The same-looking dance studio like before.   The same sound of music emitting through the window panel and door.   The same good-looking white blonde hair boy.   The same mesmerizing dance moves.    I spazz out more as intended and very badly especially because the boy actually pops his head outside from the door, catching me quite off guard.    "Hello Stalker Girl! Do you need something?"   "Mianhe..." I bow. He stares at me with surprise interest.   "Being sorry for stalking..."   "Anneyonghaseyo! I'm Seo Jaemin! Your Sasaeng Protector! I'll take care of you!" I bow again. I repeated the protocol that is mandatory for our business, but I usually do not do it. This time on my second client I think I should be more professional than my usual behavior.    Ever since yesterday when Tao and I went on our "coffee shop" event and the run-in with sasaengs, I really think I should watch out and be more on my toes, however this boy in front of me...is totally not helping. Worse spazzing.   "Hello! Sasaeng Protector! You in there?" The boy comes close and waves his hand in front of my zone-out face. He smiles when my eyes start to focus.   I shake my head, "I'm here to protect and watch over you..."   "Are you supposed to follow me around and get stuff for me?" The boy pockets his hand and casually leans on the door while watching me closely.   “Yes and if necessary, " I straighten my posture like a toothpick and hold my hands in front of me in a respectfully manner.   "Well then...come into the dance studio. I have a bit of practice to do..." The boy leaves his spot and opens the door of the room "You must already know that my name is Kim Jongin..." He says over his shoulder as I nod and follow him inside. "People call me Kai...So either name is fine."   He walks over to his iPod speaker and changes the song to another hip hop dub step genre. He starts stretching his arms and legs. I stand nearby, observing.   Again, he looks over his shoulder to me, "you can sit over there..." He points to a round of plastic chairs in the back of the room. "Or you can join me?"   I gasp, "oh no...No...I am fine. I'll just go sit down..." I quickly walk to one of the chairs and take a seat.    "Suit yourself..." Kai starts moving around, finding a rhythm in the music.   While he dances, I sat back in my seat. My phone vibrates with a text. I slide to unlock my phone, enter my passcode, and saw the text came from Seungha-ssi.    Seungha: How's your client?    I look up to Kai and he spots me glancing from his reflection of the mirror in front of him. My eyes widen when he flashes me a wink and turns away, acting like he did not do such an attractive thing.   I feel a blush rise in my cheeks. Don't you dare, I thought as I slap my cheeks and shake my head. I return back to texting Seungha.   Me: He is just great...so how is Tao?   Seungha is still assigned to Tao while I am with Kai. We keep in touch because he still stands as my partner. Couple of minutes later, my phone vibrates in my hand.   Seungha: He is fine :)   I sign.   Another vibration. It is not Seungha-ssi.   I my head to the side in confusion at an attached image with a text.   I click to open the text.   I stare at a pair of gray eyes on the tall person, who has his fist rise up in front of him. His face is the cutest thing possible. An attempt of being serious and cheerful. I smile at the image Tao send and his following message.   Tao: Don't worry! Fighting!   Right before I text back, Kai shouts, "Can you help me for a second?"   I whip my head up in surprise, "with what?"   "This dance routine. You look bored so why not be my partner?"   I pocket my phone, shot to my feet, and shake my head, "I don't think I am any of help..."   Kai comes over to me and grabs my arm to pull me more close to the mirror. My hand is bit acting weird. My hand is sweating or something. It better not be sweating, I thought. "Don't be in denial. You probably can keep up. Just follow and we can have fun!"   Kai stops me next to him. "I don't thin-"   "Nothing about saying 'you cannot' or 'don't think'." Kai says while holding up his hand. "Now just follow me..."   Kai puts o