“I said, what are you doing here, Joonmyeon?” Eunhye asked him once more.

                “I’m not Joonmyeon,” he replied as he finally let go of her hand. He saw her rub her wrist to ease the pain probably from his tight grip on it.

                “Are you drunk? Yah!” Eunhye said in surprise as he suddenly grab her groceries and walked towards her apartment.

                “These are heavy. Come quickly. Let’s get in, its cold standing out here in the open,” he told her as he stood in front of her apartment.

                “Hey! Come on!” he told her, smiling as he waved his hand to signal for her to hurry. Eunhye shook her head in disbelief and followed him.

                She led him into the building, and they quickly got in the elevator since she lived on the 10th floor. The ride was quiet, and Eunhye couldn’t help but look at him now and then.

                “What are you looking at?” he asked her.

                Eunhye didn’t have time to respond as the elevator doors opened and they had to get out. She led the way towards her apartment and shook her head once more as she heard herself say, “Come in.”

                Joonmyeon walked past her and entered. He searched for the kitchen and saw the mini kitchen she had and decided to place the groceries there. Then seeing the sofa, he plopped down and turned the television on.

                “Uhhh… I guess you’re staying for dinner, Joonmyeon-sshi?” Eunhye asked him.

                “Yup. Oh by the way, I told you I’m not Joonmyeon. I’m Suho, so you could call me that or you can call me Oppa, if you want. Eunhye, let’s be friends,” he said as he smiled brightly at her. His tone was so different from the one Eunhye had gotten used to. This guy talking to her was the angel she’d always wished Joonmyeon to be. And now, the heavens had granted her wish.

                “Friends?” Eunhye asked hesitantly.

                “Yes. He must have treated you horribly. I’m sorry Eun, Joonie gets a little overboard at times,” he said apologetically.

                “Overboard is an understatement,” she replied quietly.

                “Haha. I heard that. Well, I have to admit you’re right. So I’m here now, and I’ll fix things,” he told her.

                “Huh? Fix what exactly? And wait, are you his twin or something?” she asked him.

                “Hmmm. You’ll know. And actually, nope. I’m his other self Eun,” he replied.

                “Wait. I think you’re really just drunk Joonmyeon-sshi! I’ll go get you some medicine,” she told him.

                “Eunnie, lis