"Again Jisoo?" Seungchol sighs, stepping aside so I could enter. I grin sheepishly. "I know. Sorry." I say. Seungchol nods and points upstairs. "Same room." he says. I nod and drag my suitcase upstairs. Somehow, I feel like this will forever be my life: living off of others. I attempt to make myself appear older but I end up looking like a kid anyway. "Tommorrow we're going job searching." I promise myself, looking around the room. It belonged to Seunchol's younger sister who, luckily, wasn't much of the girly type. I throw my duffle bag onto the bed and collapse beside it. I wish I could go back to my teenage days. I was just as careless then as I am now but I could be.  I was able to do as I pleased but now, I have to crack down and get serious.

{Haneul's P.O.V}

"You got the wrong one!" Chief shouts at one of his men, shooting a lit cigarette in their direction. "Does she look foreign to you?!" he continues. The guy apologizes over and over again. "I must've missed that part." he says. Chief eyes me for a while. "What's your relationship to LeeJoon, Jisoo, Taegu and Eungyul?" he asks. I open my mouth to say something smart but quickly shut it. Have I forgotten who I was talking to? This was the infamous Chief everyone talked about. "I uh...who?" I ask. Chief chuckles and grabs his cane, starting towards me. "I"ll ask you once more." he says, stopping right in front of me. "There's no need to. The answer is the same." I respond confidently. He raises his cane to strike me, then lowers it again. "Phone." he says to one of his guys. One snatches my purse from around my shoulder. "Hey! You can't do that!" I shout, not able to do anything since my wrist her tied. The guy fishes through the bag and pulls out my phone, handing it to Chief. Chief easily unlocks it and goes through my contacts, tilting it so that I could see. "Hong Leejoon. Cha Jisoo. Kim Taegu. Oh look! Park Eungyul's here too1" he chuckles.  I look away. "We've got a liar on our hands." he says. "Leave them alone." I insist. "Or what?" he asks, examining his cane. "How can you be so evil? What have they done to you that makes you think that you can control their lives like this?" I add. Chief slaps me across the face. "You don't know a thing." he snarles. "Send her back." he instructs. "She'll probably come in handy later." And with that, the guys begin to shove me out of the room.