Changmin's POV

I'm sweating ing bullets like a fat kid needing to choose between either a vanilla cake or chocolate cake. Why the can't I find that worthless woman anywhere?!?! I'm so caught up in this stupid hide and seek game that she has going on and I refuse to be declared as the loser. this, I only know of winning. Who the hell said that she can pull off a disappearing act all of a sudden? She's actually gonna make me use my legs to stand and find her?!

OH HELL TO THE ING NO.

I grab this scruffy fellow closest to me. He's dancing like a dead seal all by himself. The worst part of it is that he never even touched a single drop of alcohol...so yeah, the disgraceful moves he's got going on is all natural. MY ING GUACAMOLE WHAT KIND OF FREAK SHOW HIGH SCHOOL DID I ATTEND?! As much as I would enjoy teasing the out of him, I'm eager to find Sooyoung.

 Again, it's because no one and I mean NO ONE can just come and go from me when they want to. ing girl getting me all worked up.  I basically ask him if he has seen Sooyoung around. He gives me this expression as if I'm talking gibberish. I try again saying if he seen a bland chick that looks somewhat Japanese-ish. He answers by saying we are in Korea at the moment.  -.-

Somebody slap me with a flip flop PLEASE. I know that we're in ing Korea!! how stupid can this dude be? It's a simple question so just answer properly damnit.

"Choi Sooyoung? She's over there."

I turn around to see who this person is that actually can comprehend the words that are coming out of my mouth. I would have worked my magic on her for a bit, but my eyes seem to just follow the direction her finger is pointing at.

Choi Sooyoung is standing near the back corner practically attached to the wall. She has the same brown paper bag like clothing as before covering herself from top to bottom. I breathe out in relief, grateful that I'm not losing my mind, but the vision of what seemed to be her in that black mini dress continues to creep into my thoughts. I DON'T KNOW EXACTLY WHY SO DON'T PESTER ME ABOUT IT.

I lean back on the bar with both my arms spread up on the dark marble countertop. I'm just staring at her odd movements; my eyes crunching trying to desperately to pick out whether or not she has a black mini dress underneath.

"Take that ing thing off Sooyoung," I find myself muttering underneath the booming bustle of the annoying 90's music they have playing in the stereos. I don't know why, but I find myself clenching my fist into a perfect sphere waiting...

"PROVE TO ME THAT YOU'RE STILL THAT SAME SOOYOUNG THAT HAS A LESS THAN AVERAGE BODY AND CLOTHES THAT RESEMLE A SCARCROW'S. DAMNIT, PROVE THAT TO ME!"

Sooyoung's POV

People are staring at me oddly. I guess they don't understand what a poncho is. I'll admit that the thing is pretty damn large, but it's a limited edition piece. These people probably won't know fashion if it even bit them in the . Although I know very well that my poncho is worth more than what half these girls have on, I decide to take it off.

In case that jerk Changmin has already graced his detestable presence here already, I might as well give him a little shock. I confidently take off my brown jacket revealing my slightly tanner complexion compared to these female snowballs. I can feel the stares of various eyes in every direction. My mission is accomplished if he sees me, but amongst the crowd I can’t seem to find that ert. Instead, I got some man on my right practically drooling a waterfall and another dude on my left obviously ogling me with his eyes. If I ever do remember who the they are, I’ll make sure to send them a female blow up doll for Christmas…s.

Suddenly I feel someone try to grab me by the waste. I was THIS CLOSE to knocking the out, but he knew better and ran away like a wuss. I don’t plan on getting molested any further so I throw back on my poncho. An eruptions of soft “awwwww~” escape the male audience I had somehow attracted in the measly 3 minutes of flesh I had revealed. I remind myself that I came here for one thing only and that was to see the jerk in all his misery one more time. I push myself through the crowd toward the back before casually leaning against the bare wall that is covered in hideous flowered wallpaper. Who the hell came up with such an ugly design? 

The 90’s music is making my head slightly heavy, making me want to doze off. Right now the extra thin padding of the atrocious wallpaper seems like a nice place to lay my head for a tad bit. Shim Changmin’s isn’t to be seen anywhere anyways…

I probably closed my eyes for just one minute when a hand firmly grabs hold of my head and guides me to their shoulder. I open my eyes only to have them meet his in return.

I haven’t seen him for who knows how many light years it has now been, but it sure is nice to meet him once more.

“Why are you her-”

He cuts me off by patting my head once more to his shoulder trying to convince me to rest a bit longer. He’s still the same after all these years and I cannot be happier with that fact.

“Summer, just try resting your eyes for a bit.”

His voice is soothing as a cool breeze in a dry desert. I smirk at his request since it truly is somewhat cheesy…after all we’re in a high school reunion at the moment. The room is filled with people who for the most are supposedly having fun. I don’t argue with him though and I just follow his command. A few minutes of shut eye won’t hurt…

Changmin’s POV

It seems like she’s falling asleep. Her head is falling down constantly within a few seconds like a bubblehead. It’s quite hysterical actually; she’s providing me a good comedic show for free. I come up with this brilliant plan to approach her when she least expects it. Once I see her eyes fully shut close I carefully tip toe my way over to her while still staying close to the walls. I can’t ing wait to see her reaction when she spots me. I guess you can say I’m somewhat excited? …because it’s going to be priceless, not because I’m anticipating the time when we finally meet! One thing is certain though; I really hope that she’s not drooling. Can’t get her slobber on my expensive suit I got going on here.

As I’m approaching her slowly like a kid who wants to squish a bee, I notice this odd freak doing the same. I’m certain that he didn’t attend our high school so why the is this man here? I decide to pause and observe his movements as I’m just a few steps away from Sooyoung. I grab the nearest chick on the dance floor, ignoring whether or not she’s worthy to even dance with me. I begin to move my body along to the nostalgic music that’s bringing me back to those years, all the while keeping my eyes locked on the fellow dressed in black.

He pulls his hands out from his pockets (dude was trying to act all cool by walking like a boss pshhh) and brings it close to her face. I think I just stepped on my dance partner as I hear her yelp for a second and I feel my foot running over something lumpy, but I brush it off.

I can’t believe what I’m ing witnessing before my ing eyes. He grabs hold of her head and brings it over to his shoulder. The dude definitely is craving for some action tonight. I see her eyes open for a bit and they stare at each other like a pair of idiots. That’s when I decide to go a bit closer. I forcefully grab this chick in my arms and spin her in their direction.

“Summer, just try resting your eyes for a bit.”

WAS THAT ING ENGLISH I HEARD?!?! WE’RE IN KOREA FOR GOODNESS SAKE…SPEAK KOREAN!

His perfect accent and pronunciation to each word pisses the hell out of me. even his R’s roll off his tongue the right way. Screw this guy.

My eyes widen at the revelation, but are only more surprised at the reaction from Sooyoung. The stupid girl is smiling at him! Just why the is she smiling?!? I’m really pissed off that I never quite learned the English language or else this er would have absolutely nothing on my skills. She continues to close her eyes and lay her head on this nameless man’s shoulder as if she knew the guy. That right there is pissing me off even more. He’s interfering with my plans…and when things don’t go my way I feel like throwing a mother ing tantrum.

I purposely shove the girl I’m so called 'dancing with' to Sooyoung’s area. In an instant the sleeping girl wakes up.

“Yah! What the hell??”

I can hear the irritation in her voice and it’s making my nerves shout in joy. I casually walk on over and turn into an academy award winning actor.

“I’m so sorry miss. I guess my date got a little bit carried away.” I sweetly exclaim while I bow to a complete fold and retrieve the girl that I still have yet to figure out the name.

“S-S-Shim Changmin???” Sooyoung’s voice quivers for a second before she quickly tries to cover it up. Too late .  I already heard it all; although, I continue to walk away like ear wax is blocking everything out.

“SHIM CHANGMIN YOU ING RETARD GET YOUR OVER HERE!”

I know I hit the jackpot when her voice is practically overpowering the music. I want to smirk at her impulsiveness, but I decide to hold it in. That ‘Men in Black’ wannabe character that stands beside her is holding onto her wrist, holding her back. He looks somewhat concerned.

JUST WHO THE IS HE? WHO THE HELL IS THIS MAN??

I don’t care. No seriously, I really don’t give a . His presence won’t take away from my fun that I intend to have.

Walking ever so slowly towards her with a girl in my arms I raise an eyebrow and innocently ask,

“Do I know you?”

LET THE MOTHER ING GAME BEGIN.