I fiddled nervously with my hair. I always felt awkward around strangers. Awkward until they had an actual conversation with me, after which they couldn't get me to shut up. 

  Khun oppa cleared his throat. "You hungry?"

  "Um. Yes...?" They couldn't take it anymore and started laughing. I relaxed and started laughing too.

  "Relax! Its 7pm anyhow, just in time for dinner. Have you tried Korean food before?" Taec oppa asked.

  "Once, when my family brought me to Korea. Other than that, not really... except for kimchi, maybe."

  Taec oppa translated this to the rest. Chansung looked absolutely horrified.

  "Bwoh?!" And then he started talking in rapid-fire Korean.

  "It's ok, he thinks just because he loves food that everyone else should too. He thinks you've missed out on like basically life." Khun oppa said.

  I giggled and punched Chansung oppa lightly on the shoulder. "Well, let's go make up for it then!" He looked down at me, surprised, then laughed and ruffled my hair.

  "Aw, don't spoilt it!" I fixed my hair.

  He laughed louder and attacked my hair. "NO WHAT EVEN-"

  "Chansung ya!" Something in Korean again. 

  Chansung oppa pouted. He looked at me. "I scare you?"  

  "No..." 

  His face lit up. Then he launched another attack on my hair. "NO OH MY GOD GET HIM OFF-"

  A very rowdy 20 minutes later, we stopped in front of some shop. We had just passed the JYP building not too long ago, causing me to get super hyper and ask a lot of questions. I practically launched myself into Jun.K oppa's lap to stare out the window. So much for first impressions.

  "OPPA LOOK ITS THE JYP BUILDING! Is miss A in there? 2am too? Will I get to see them? This is so cool I can't-"

  Khun oppa laughed. "Don't worry, you'll get to see them." 

  I remembered Jun K oppa. I looked up him. "Sorry hehe. Or... um... mianhae?"

   "Gwaechana." He grinned at me.

  And that was when we reached the restaurant. It was a kind of shophouse, but brightly lit and it seemed crowded. It was pretty.

  "And this is where you get real Korean food. You like soup? Altang? It's fish soup."

  "Sure." I really didn't have any idea what he was talking about but I was starving. 

  We stepped into the restaurant and the owner showed us to our seats. Naturally, everyone was staring. The 7 cameras pointed at us didn't help either. 

  My discomfort must have shown quite clearly on my face, because Wooyoung oppa put an arm around my shoulders and pulled me close. I looked up and he smiled at me. 

  While they were ordering -enough to feed 20 people by the sound of it- I looked around. There were signatures all over the wall. Hey, 2pm's signatures were there! 

  I tugged on Khun oppa's sleeve. "Why are your signatures there?"

  "Oh, we always come here, it's so near to the JYP building. So the owner got our autographs."

  "Ohhh..." 

  Finally, the altang came. Altang was just evidently fish soup, but it looked so good. 

  "Ahhh..." Junho oppa reached over with a spoonful of soup. 

  I guessed I was going to have to get used to these habits of public displays of affection. They seemed to be extremely fond of them. 

  I opened my mouth. The fish soup was ridiculously good. I mean, it was just fish soup right? But it was so good. 

  "Told you it was good." Taec oppa smirked at me. My expression must have been priceless.

  Wooyoung oppa mumbled something to Taec oppa. He choked. 

  "What?" I was curious. 

  "Er... we wanted to know... do you have a favourite in the group?" 

  All eyes turned expectantly toward me. Were they serious? Sigh, men and their ego.

  "I like all of you the same!" I protested.

  "You're just saying that." Taec oppa pouted.

  I whacked him. 

  "Ow! Someone's not so shy now, huh?" Taec oppa teased.

  My ears turned red.

  Junho oppa laughed. He said something about Khun, which made all of them burst into laughter.

  "What?" I demanded. 

  "He said your ears turn red, just like mine do. We're the same." Khun oppa smiled at me.

  Already, these boys were making feel like I belonged.