New York, in my opinion, has the best bagels. If I were to start my morning, it would be with a bagel and cream cheese... but not just any cream cheese. It has to be the scallion kind. So delicious.

I have decided to treat myself to a bagel after my morning jog. Yes, it would probably kill everything that I worked out for but hey! A girl's gotta eat!

As I was getting ready to go, the bathroom door opens and Youngbae runs out of it.

"Hey!" he said, pulling me back into the living room before I even had a chance to open the front door. He sat me down and I looked at him as he paced back and forth. He looked so frustrated, like the world was on his shoulders and he didn't know what to do.

"What is it Bae? You okay?" I asked, all worried and concerned.

He stopped pacing, took a breath, and faced me.

"We're best friends right?" he asked with a worried look on his face.

"Yes?" I nodded with confusion.

"And you would tell me the truth no matter how hard it is right?" he then asked.

I nodded. "Of course! I'm always honest with you." I responded.

"No matter how hard it is?" He asked me again.

I sighed, stood up and patted his back. "What's going on Bae?" I then asked. 

He sighed again in frustration. He then took a step back from me and started to take off his shirt. Now I have seen the man shirtless and yeah it's hot and allbut this was abrupt.

"Whoa whoa whoa! Bae what are you doing? Put your shirt back on!" I yelled, covering my eyes.

He just ignored me and took it off, throw