E-jin, Eunhae and I were sitting inside Jaws Food, near Hongik University. We were happily eating our blood sausages, super spicy dukbokki, tofu soup and fried dumpling and eggplant.

The other customers were eyeing us as we gobbled down our food.

I kept on dabbing my nose with tissues as the spiciness of the dukbokki was making my nose run. Beads of perspiration were forming on our foreheads. We looked totally unglamorous, luckily, nobody here knows our identity. I will definitely get a tongue-lashing from appa if the headlines write “HEIRESSES EATING LIKE PIGS IN DUKBOKKI STORE”.

I felt my phone vibrating. I stuffed my last piece of dukbokki into my mouth before opening my radio Kate Spade clutch to get my buzzing phone and answered without looking at the caller ID.

“Yobheoshaeyo--*Swallow*?” I raised my brows when I heard a familiar voice from the other line.

“What? Fundraising for--what?” I dipped a piece of blood sausage in chili sauce with my chopsticks.

“Homeless people in Korea. Hosted by the companies of the Young Elites” Baekhyun replied.

I nodded to nobody in particular as I popped the bloody sausage into my mouth.

“Oh—“I answered before swallowing the sausage. *Why can’t appa tell me himself? Maybe he’s too busy*

“Can I not go? I’m with Eunhae and E-jin now, eating near Hongik.” I asked. Eunhae and E-jin looked up from their food when they heard their names.

“I don’t care what are you eating, or where you are eating. Just get your here! And bring Eunhae and E-jin along—“

“Uh fine—“I said reluctantly, jutting out my lower lips in annoyance. *Crowds again --*

 “But why E-jin?”

“Just because—uh—Aish! Just bring her along will you, please?” I smirked and glanced at E-jin, who was chewing on her fried eggplant.

“Yeah yeah—fine—“ I groaned and hung up.

I pushed my phone towards Eunhae and E-jin, with the venue that Baekhyun had sent via LINE. They looked at me in confusion.

“Swallow up. We need to attend a fundraising for some homeless—if I’m not wrong” I rolled my eyes.

“Then what are we waiting for!” Eunhae sprang out from her seat, startling me. She resemble a hamster with curves, with filled with food.

She grabbed E-jin’s hand and pulled her out of the store. Confusion was scribbled all over E-jin’s face as she was being pulled by Eunhae. I rolled my eyes and followed them behind.

“I introduced them two to each other, and this is what I get…” I pouted as I looked at Eunhae pushing E-jin into her red Ferrari Enzo before slamming the door.

I introduced them to each other a few days back. Because of their similar boyish personality, they kind of get along.

*Three boyish girls, with two being heiresses to huge companies—* I smiled before getting into my limited-edition, white Lamborghini Veneno.

I zoomed off with Eunhae’s red Ferrari F12berlinetta tailing behind me.

The 12 male elites, all clad in sleek, black Brioni suits, walked around in the huge ballroom in the Park Hyatt hotel, attracting the attentions of both males and females. Females were swooning and drooling over the 12 prince-gods, that were glowing with charismas.

They raised their wine glasses as a form of greeting, while Jongin was sipping on his flute of red wine, without even bothering to start any conversation with anyone except for his 11 buddies, and chose to not glance at those females who were giggling while eyeing them.

“I don’t see Eunhae and Yena, where are they?” Chanyeol asked Baekhyun, while lo