*Hansol's POV*

Why, when I woke up, was ByungJoo in front of me? 

Shaking my head, I couldn't understand why everyone was laughing at me. What the hell is going on?

"Can someone please tell me what's going on?" I groaned. Rubbing my temple, I walked in to the kitchen to get a glass of water. 

"You seriously don't know what happened?" Hyunho, that smartass, asked. 

"Obviously, I don't or I wouldn't ask." I snapped. Closing my eyes, I sighed. I can feel a migraine starting to appear. 

"Are you serious?" 

Rolling my eyes, I didn't even bother answering A-Tom's question. What is with it with everyone? 

"He doesn't remember anything, guys." I heard the amusement in SangWon's voice. What don't I remember?

"What the hell happened?" I growled. I guess today is just not my day. Waking up to a bunch of guys laughing at you is not pleasant, might I tell you.

"Why don't you let this show you." I turned around and saw HyoSang holding out his phone. "It's got everything you need to know." He couldn't stop chuckling and I was starting to really get irritated. 

Taking the phone, I played the video. 

Eyes wide, I jerked my head up. "This was this morning?"

At this question, the entire room erupted into roars of laughter. I stared at HyoSang as he sank onto his knees, holding his stomach. 

"You're too funny, Hansoli."

I let ByungJoo feed me?! And carry me?!  

Groaning, I headed back to my room. Maybe some dancing might get my mind of all this. 

"You jerks." I muttered. I feel so embarrassed. I looked like a ing kid in that video. No wonder they were laughing at me. I looked so pathetic.

When I stepped inside the room, I wanted to immediately turn back around and leave. ByungJoo was sitting on my bed and he wore the most lost and hurt expression I ever saw on anyone's face. 

Ripping my ga