I sat there frozen in place as Luhan only snuggled closer. Not a single person uttered a word for that moment as my face flushed. After a couple more seconds passed by, it occurred to me that Sehun was right behind me.           "Y-yah!" I stood up abruptly. So quickly that Luhan's head flopped onto the mattress without warning, and immediately, I felt bad. "...get up, Luhan."          Luhan rubbed his eyes as he slowly sat up from the bed. He kept his eyes closed, refusing to let any light enter as he yawned. It seemed like he was still unaware of Sehun's presence. Weren't dogs supposed to have sharp, keen sense?          When Luhan looked up at me and finally saw the figure standing beside me. However, his reaction took me off by surprise; took Sehun by surprise as well, because Luhan...barked.          What the hell. I thought repeatedly as my head swirled, trying to come up with excuses to tell Sehun why Luhan barked at him.           "What..." Sehun didn't look angry anymore, just confused.  It then occurred to me why Luhan barked at Sehun. It was quite possibly because Sehun had a pissed off look on his face when he saw Luhan, and Luhan might have regarded that as a sign of danger.           "A-ah!" I exclaimed, "my friend here, Luhan, he's a little different from other people."           When I told Sehun that Luhan was different', I hoped Sehun would interpret it in the way I wanted him to; that Luhan had mental issues. Yes, it was cruel for me to have said that, but it was much better to just go ahead and say Luhan is actually a dog. Who would believe that?           Sehun gave Luhan a weird look before turning back to me. "Where is he from?"          I stole a glance at Luhan who was still staring hard at Sehun. Luhan was definitely more awake now and I noticed that he was wearing my red track t-shirt back when I had completed in Busan.          "Bu-Busan!" I wanted to slap myself for stuttering. "Didn't I tell you? I met Luhan when I had that track competition back in high school."          Sehun thought about this for a moment before he continued to ask, "What's he doing here?"          When Sehun spoke, Luhan growled. And I gulped.          "He wanted to see Seoul, so I told him he could live with me while he was here." I gave myself a pat on the back when I spoke without stuttering. As lame as that was.          Luhan still glared at Sehun, who looked a little uneasy at the strange boy's state. I couldn't blame him, if I was in his position, I could have already been out the door.            I quickly went back to the bed and put a hand on Luhan's tense shoulder. Tense. Definitely tense, because Luhan was on guard in