I nod, still lost thinking about her eyes. A beautiful shade of brown, I comment. As we walk up the stairs, Daesung and Seungri get more excited about telling Seunghyun and Jiyong about the girl.

“She was so pretty!” Daesung excitedly shouts as we go into our dorm.

“She was more than that. She was beautiful.” I mutter, noticing a little too late that I said it out loud.

I glance around me to make sure nobody heard. Sadly, Daesung did. His smile got even bigger. He whispered, “Don’t worry. I won’t say anything.” I sighed in relief. “But,” Daesung continued. “I won’t say anything about it unless we’re alone.” He smiles and winks.

“Aishh!” I exclaim as I retreat to my room, ignoring Daesung’s laughter and Seungri’s excitement telling Jiyong and Seunghyun about the girl.

I flop down on my bed, facing the ceiling. Ever since I saw her, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I thought about her deep brown eyes, her full pink lips, her shining smile, and her silkily black hair. Her voice was beautiful itself. It made me want to melt right then and there.

“I don’t even know her name.” I mutter.

“Hyung.” Someone sang on the other side of the door. I groan as the door opened. I knew it was Daesung. “What are you doing?” Daesung sang.

“What does it look like I’m doing?” I snapped. “I’m sorry.” I apologized almost immediately. I was never really the type to snap at someone like Daesung. Or snap at anybody for that matter.

“Ah~ It’s okay, hyung.” Daesung smiled. “You thinking of this girl have got you all messed up.”

“What makes you think I’m thinking about her?” I ask defensively.

Daesung looked at me. “It’s obvious, hyung.” As I threw my pillow over my face, Daesung asked, “Do you think you’ll see her again?”

I paused. I never thought of that. Will I see her again? We don’t even know each other’s names. How are we supposed to meet again? She doesn’t even speak Hangul, how am I supposed to know if she’s even staying here? I thought.

“I don’t know, Daesung.” I turned, my back towards Daesung. “I’m sleepy. We have a big day tomorrow.”

“Ne?” Daesung asks; sounding confused.

“Remember? We have to go around Seoul to look for a girl to work in our music video.”

“Ah~ Right.” Daesung said. He sighed, “Okay. Sleep well, hyung.” Then the door shut.

I scratched my head. After a few moments, I drifted off to sleep, dreaming about that girl once more.