“KIM JINRI!”

BoA enters the house and the first thing that she sees is her older brother running behind the youngest of their family.

Sulli has a smile on her face as she runs and squeals, trying to outrun Heechul, who is holding his cellphone in his hands.

“What…?” she is about to ask what Sulli did now, but she interrupted by Kyuhyun, the second to last heir of the Kim Empire.

“She took his cellphone and sent something to Yunho.” Kyuhyun says while descending the long staircase, a book in his hands.

BoA smiles. “What did she send?” she asks while giving her purse and coat to the maid.

Kyuhyun shrugs and leans down to kiss her cheek. “Welcome home.”

BoA is about to ruffle his hair and scold him for the lack of affection when Sulli (still running from Heechul) catches sight of her. She lets out another scream before tackling her on the marbled floor.

“UNNIE!”

BoA laughs and kisses Sulli’s head, ignoring Kyuhyun’s snort and retreating steps. And the pain in his head and back for the sudden tackle.

“YAH! If you think you’re safe now that BoA is here you’re sadly mistaken, you brat.” Says Heechul while glaring at Sulli, who hugs BoA tighter.

~.O.~.O.~

“Mr. Choi, your brother is here.”

Kangta looks up from the papers in his hand and looks at the watch on his wrist.

10:04

Kangta frowns, wondering why Junmyeon is skipping class just to see him when the door opens.

It’s not Junmyeon who enters, but Siwon.

~.O.~.O,~

Sungmin blinks. Once. Twice.

His eyes remain on the lawyer sitting in front of him, but his mind is far away.

“Did you just said...?” he stops to gather his thoughts, then he looks at the lawyer directly in the eye. “Did you just say that my uncle left me his company? To me?”

“Yes, Master Sungmin.”

“I can barely live with the idea of owning Sendbill and now...now this? What was he thinking?!”

“Mr. Lee left everything to you for a reason. And with a condition.”

Sungmin stops rambling to himself and looks at the man with narrowed eyes. “What condition?”

~.O.~.O.~

Yifan looks at the paper in his hand and frowns.

He looks up only when the waiter placed a steaming cup of coffee on his table.

“I know that look. What did the brat do this time?” asks the waiter with a knowing look.

Yifan sighs and shows Luhan the paper in his hands. He takes a sip of his coffee while he waits, then decides to take a gulp. The hot liquid burns his tongue, but it makes his anger dissipate. Just a little bit –enough to reconsider not killing the brat.

“He’s bombing every single course?” Luhan says with an incredulous look on his face.

“Except for dance.”

“Like that makes a difference.” Snorts Luhan, giving back the paper.

“That’s exactly what I told him.”

Luhan looks around, checking the semi-empty restaurant before sitting down in front of Yifan.

“Does he know that if he fails...”

Yifan rubs his temples in an attempt to sooth away the coming headache. He sighs and shakes his head.

“I haven’t told him anything yet.”

Luhan shakes his head and gives Yifan a disapproving look. “And you’re not planning on doing it soon, either, are you?” when Yifan doesn’t answer, he continues. “Well, I suggest you find him a tutor soon or else –”

“A tutor!”

“Yes, a tutor. You know, a person that –“

“You could be his tutor.”

The waiter stops talking to give Yifan a glare. “Hell no. I’m not dealing with some brat.”

“Not even if I pay you?”

~.O.~.O.~

“Ara, please listen –”

“NO! I’m tired of your excuses, of your indifference, of everything!”

Yunho sighs and rolls his eyes, which goes unnoticed by the beautiful girl in front of him.

“My sister –”

Ara lets out a scream and points at Yunho with narrowed eyes. “THAT! That’s what I’m most tired of! My sister this, my brother that, my siblings blah blah blah BLAH! AGH! I’m sick of them! You are not their father, you’re their brother and I am your girlfriend, your fiancee! I deserve better than those brats you have for siblings! I hate them! I should be your number one priority, but am I? No, they are!”

She takes a breath and is about to continue when she notices Yunho’s cold eyes.

“And they will always be. If you can't live with that, I supposed we should call off the engagement.”

“What? No Yunho, please wait, what are you saying? Yunho!”

Yunho continues walking, ignoring the calls from his now ex-fiancee.

~.O.~.O.~

“Henry! You’ll be late if you don’t leave soon!”

The sound of hurried steps, then “I’m coming, ge!”

Donghae shakes his head and smiles because really, they have gone over this several times. He doesn’t turn around when he hears steps descending the stairs.

“Hyung! I gotta go!”

That makes him turn around. “Wait, Amber, where –”

The girl takes a loaf of bread from the basket and takes a bite before answering. “Work. Late. Bye hyung!”

She leaves before he can say anything.

More steps, but this time lazy and slow. Aish, this kid. He is taking his sweet, sweet time –which he can’t afford. This time he turns around and glares at –at Jonghyun.

Jonghyun raises his hands as if surrendering. “What did I do?” he asks with eyes wide open.

Donghae shakes his head. “Nothing. Sit down and eat breakfast. Do you want eggs and bacon?”

Jonghyun doesn’t need to be told twice. He sits down at the speed of a bullet and nods towards Donghae.

“Please Donghae hyung.”

Donghae takes one step towards the staircase. “Henry Lau, if you don’t come down –”

“Coming, coming!”

~.O.~.O.~

Hangeng looks over his shoulder, searching for any signs that the boys need him.

But everything is calm, as always. He smiles and waits, the telephone placed between his shoulder and his ear.

“Hello?” asks a feminine voice.

“Song Qian.” Says Hangeng, the smile evident in his voice.

He can hear his sister let out a squeal before talking.

“Gege! Oppa! I mean, whatever. How are you? How is baba?”

The smile disappears from his face as soon as his sister mentions their father.

He lets out a sigh and closes his eyes.

“Tori, I’m afraid you have to come back as soon as possible.”

~.O.~.O.~

“Oppa.”

Leeteuk looks over his shoulder and smiles at Nari.

“Hey, kid. Need something?”

Nari lets out a shaky breath and looks down. When she looks up to face Leeteuk, he notices the tears gathering in her eyes.

He immediately leaves the spoon on the sink, dries his hands on the apron he’s wearing and walks towards Nari.

“Nari, what’s wrong? Are you alright?”

The girl takes a deep breath. “I’m sorry.”

Leeteuk frowns. “Sorry for what?”

Nari’s voice cracks as she speaks. “Oppa, I’m...I’m pregnant.”