''Hyung!'' Taehyun was shocked and so were we.

        ''Aissh. Skye, you're eyelashes are really daebak. They're really long! You're right, they're probably longer than mine,'' Minho said as he touched my lashes which made my eyes, which were focused on Taehyun, twitch. ''Oh! Taehyun-ah! I didn't notice you,'' he added, acting all innocent. His voice was trembling, but I'm proud that he managed to speak despite his nervousness. I honestly thought that he would just give up and confess about us and...cry like a baby. I couldn't move though. My mind was still processing the lie he just made.

        ''Hyung, we were waiting for you...and you too, noona,'' Taehyun said and we slowly walked out of the elevator. We were awkwardly staring at each other. ''What were you doing?''

        ''Skylar...Skye, said my...I...my pictures look good, especially when my eyes are closed because my eyelashes are really long, right?''

        ''Ah...de! Chincha! He looks really good when he's asleep!'' . What did I say?!

        ''Eh?'' Taehyun's eyebrow curled up.

        ''Ani! Ani! I mean when his eyes are closed, like when he's asleep, like when he poses for pictures, like...'' I'm panicking. Oh my gosh. What the am I saying? I need to get out of this! ''Like...'' And I unconsciously put my hand over Minho's eyes for him to close his eyes...for me to prove my point. And because I was nervous and panicking...

        ''Ah! What the hell?!'' Yes. I slapped him. Right in the face. And he was drinking coffee.  And before my hand landed on his face, it hit his arm. And yes, the coffee was poured on him.

        ''You guys...you're weird,'' Teahyun said as he was looking at an absent-minded me, and a neighborhood idiot. He stared at us for a few seconds and laughed out loud. ''Let's just...let's just go,'' he said while catching his breath. Minho and I sighed in relief as we were following Taehyun, but then, he turned around and said with a straight face, ''But I'm not buying your alibi,'' and started walking again. He. Was. Creepy.

        ''Oh! Noona! Annyeonghasseo!'' Seungyoon welcomed me and bowed. He quickly grabbed the cups of coffee and offered me to sit. He's the sweetest.

        ''Oh. Annyeong!'' Jinwoo oppa and his precious smile greeted me. ''Ah! Minho-ah, what happened to you?''

        ''Long story. I just need to change clothes quickly.'' Minho's clothes look out of place though. All of the other members were wearing their usual practice clothes I often saw when I watched WIN.

        ''Oppa, annyeonghasseo!'' I greeted Seunghoon oppa, who was practicing his choreography in front of the mirror. He looks so handsome while dancing and he seemed serious and focused.

        ''Annyeong,'' he said while looking at my reflection, and continued to practice. He was cold. ''Seungyoon-ah, kindly get my wallet and pay your noona for our coffees.''

        ''De.''

        ''Ah kamsahamnida,'' I said and bowed. ''I think I have...'' I lost my words because Namdiva was staring at me, judging me. Damn. ''I'll go now. Thank you.''

        ''Where are you going?''

        ''I have to--'' And I realized he wasn't talking to me.

        ''I'll go change clothes,'' Minho said. ''Can I?''

        ''Aisssh, hyung. You can change clothes here. Noona's already going. And you're already late. We can't let you escape again,'' Taehyun said.

        ''But I--.''

        ''Taehyun's right, hyung. Haha,'' Seungyoon leadah agreed.

        ''Arasso~,'' Minho gave up, and I could imagine him pouting. I couldn't help but chuckle as I opened the door.

        ''Skye.'' And I suddenly stopped and turned around. It wasn't Minho. ''What time does the cafe close?''

        ''Six in the afternoon, oppa.'' I was shocked.

        ''Okay. I'll just drop by again later. And thank you for this,'' Seunghoon oppa said and drank his coffee. He was leaning on the huge mirror, and he was sweaty and all, but he looked so...manly. I didn't even receive a smile from him, but hell, his presence was more than the smiles of the other members. Woa.

        ''Alright. Sure, sure,'' I said, in English. Other than being y, or having sweaty hands, speaking in English, the language that I'm more comfortable speaking, is one of the indicators of me being nervous, or being in an awkward situation. It's just that oppa looked really cool. It was hard to shake myself out of it, but I managed to look at Minho, attempting to say goodbye. I stared at him as his mouth moved, telling me something, ''Damn. Problem.''

        I left the building puzzled. Maybe it was good that we don't really deliver orders, because if we do, I might end up being insane. Too much had happened. Why did Seunghoon oppa acted cold to me when all the times we've met each other, he was so bubbly and welcoming? And then 'he'll drop by' the cafe later? What does that mean? Does Taehyun know more about my relationship with Minho? Or was he just joking around when he said he didn't believe us? Ugh. Maybe Minho told him. He's just so bad at keeping secrets.

        ''Ah!'' A man bumped me.

        ''Tss. Watch where you're walking,'' he said as he passed me without even apologizing. I admit that I was looking down while walking. I was just thinking of things. I'm sorry, okay? But can't he be a little nicer at least? Can't he be a gentleman? Oh right. Equality.

        ''Yah! Why don't you ride a cab if you're going to walk that fast?!'' Sh*t. I hurt my ankle when I fell. ''My dialog's over. Thank you for listening,'' I said to the gossiping girls. How dare them look down on me like that? If they only know who I am, I bet they will race to help me stand. Anyway, I stood up and walked away (slowly). By the time I reached the cafe, I was sweating a lot because of the pain.

        ''What happened to you?'' Jihoon rushed and helped me walk.

        ''I bumped into an assh*le.''

        ''There are a lot of them nowadays. Can you manage to work?'' There he is again, baby-ing me.

        ''Of course,'' I said and smiled. I walked to the counter, each step giving a jolt of pain.

        ''Alright. Just cashier for you. I'll do all the walking.''

        By noon, my ankle was still swelling though it was getting better after Jihoon had put ice on it. It was still painful, but more bearable at least. Jihoon and I take turns on eating lunch. The cafe does not have a lunch break after all. ''Can I go now?''

        ''Sure. Take your time, and don't put so much stress on your ankle. Walk slowly,'' he said and smiled. I feel more and more guilty everytime he acts like this, being so nice and kind to me.

        ''De,'' I said and walked out of the cafe. My feet dragged me to the place where Jihyun and I ate (where Jihyun emptied my wallet). I feel relaxed whenever I eat there. I don't mind eating alone in a restaurant. It might seem lonely, but honestly, I find peace eating alone. LOL. As I was telling the waiter my order, I realized that I'm not having peace, not now. Why on earth is this happening?! There they are, having their food on a long table, eating like there's no tomorrow. How can I go away? I already ordered. I can't cancel it. T.T

        I tried my best not to gain attention. ''Don't mind me,'' I whispered.

        ''Ahh. Miss, what are you doing?''

        ''Just go,'' I said as I hid behind a waiter, and we walked and finally reached my table. He seemed to be creeped out, but I was desperate. It's better than crawling just for me not to get noticed. I'm out of their sight, but I have to be cautious. I waited for my order patiently, but when it arrived, I lost all the patience that I could ever have in my entire life.

        ''Here are your orders, Miss...Skylar. Enjoy your food,'' the waiter said. How can I ing enjoy eating when you said my name loud enough for Jinwoo oppa (who was going to the restroom) to hear?! I really love this place (the waiters already know me) that I always eat here secretly (to avoid bringing Jihyun with me), but I never thought my love for food would get me into trouble.

        In a few seconds, he was walking towards me. ''Skye! Annyeong!'' How can you be so friendly and loud, Jinwoo oppa? You could have just smiled at me. T.T

        ''A-annyeonghasseo oppa.''

        ''Why are you eating alone?''

        ''Jihoon-ie and I take turns. We can't leave the cafe to the customers. We don't trust them that much,'' I jokingly said.

        ''Haha. Would you like to join us? We're still not finished eating.''

        ''Thank you, but no. I'm fine eating alone,'' I declined.

        ''Alright, enjoy your food then,'' he said, smiled his heavenly smile, and raced back to their table. Please don't tell them (well, in case they haven't heard him greeting me). Please don't tell. Please don't tell. If I finish my food faster enough to leave before they decided to leave (I hope they chat for a long time after they finished eating), the others won't even know I was here. So yes, I ate shamelessly and gulped down my food. And I made it, though I think my stomach would hurt later, but I made it still. I quickly asked for the bill and paid. Okay Skye, all you need to do is to leave. Don't let me down ankle. I know you're hurt and exhausted but I need you to give your all this time. We need to walk fast (there's no waiter to help me this time).

        And so, I stood up, and instantly felt the pain all throughout my leg and foot. Of all the days, why injure myself now? -.- I looked down, my head low enough so they wouldn't notice me. But as if the world wanted them to see me, Seungyoon was looking around the restaurant (his neck extending from his seat like a giraffe), probably waiting for a waiter to pass by or something. And as soon as he looked at my direction, I was a few seconds away to be seen, but I hurriedly turned around and walked to where the restrooms are, instead of the exit.

        ''.'' How could this get any worse? I forced my ankle (twisted it a little because of my stupidity), and it was painful than ever! I leaned on the wall and decided to just hang in the restroom for a while, when suddenly, someone grabbed me by the waist.

        ''What happened to you?'' My body tensed. I was so shocked I almost vomited.

        ''Yah. Why are you--? When did you--?''

        ''I saw you, okay? What happened to you?'' Minho made me face him. He looked so cool even when wearing a simple white V-neck shirt. He was wearing a 'Harry Potter' glasses, and his hair was down. I instantly smiled at the sight of him. I couldn't help it. ''Yah. You can tell me what happened to you or we can just smile at each other like this. Haha.''

        ''I...uhh...hurt my ankle when someone bumped me a while ago and it got worse.''

        ''Does it hurt a lot?''

        ''What do you think?'', I said as I rolled my eyes.

        ''Tss. You little b*tch,'' he said and lifted me up like a bride.

        ''What are you--.''

        ''Don't shout or they'll hear you.'' He brought me to the men's restroom and made me sit where the sinks are, in front of the long mirror. My feet were dangling like a kid on the edge of a pool.

        ''Why did you bring me here? What if someone comes?''

        ''I don't know, but this is better than me being inside the ladies' room. The guys won't care,'' he said and knelt. He lifted my injured foot and placed it on top of his leg. He took of my doll shoe. ''This looks bad. It's swelling.''

        ''Yep. Don't touch it. It hurts.'' I pushed his hand away.

        ''Aiiii~. Hajima~. I'm looking at it.'' He shook his head while looking at my ankle, holding it gently. ''Ahh...what to do? Did you put ice on it?''

        ''De.''

        ''You should have been careful!''

        ''Woa?! Why are you getting mad? It's not like I wanted to hurt myself!'' I kicked him with my other foot.

        ''I don't want you being hurt. What would you do now?''

        ''It'll get better. I just have to put ice on it again. It's nothing serious.''

        ''Don't work anymore. Go home.''

        ''Ah chincha! Wae?! Jihoon's doing all the walking anyway.'' Minho looked away when he heard Jihoon's name.

        ''Are you--? Did you--?''

        ''No, we've never been in a relationship. Yes, he likes me.''

        ''So when are you going to tell him that--?''

        ''I'm going to tell him soon. I--I just don't want to hurt him.'' Minho stood up and faced me. He leaned a little, his hands were on each side of where I sit.

        ''Skye, sometimes we can't avoid hurting somebody we love, but I trust you. I know you'll do what's right,'' he said and placed my hair behind my ear. ''For now, let's think about your ankle.'' He smiled at me and kissed my nose.

        ''De~. Gomawo~.'' I returned his smile and kissed his forehead.

        ''Aiiii~. Chowa~. Haha,'' he said and was about to hold my face when...

        ''Aish! Hyung!''

        ''Taehyun-ah!'' He caught us twice. ing twice. ''What are you doing here?''

        ''No, what are you doing here? Ani, ani. What is noona doing here? Anya. What are you two doing?''

        ''Ahh..Skye hurt his ankle. I was helping her.''

        ''Hyung, I'm pretty sure that the ankle is far from the face,'' Taehyun said and I'm pretty sure Minho and I were both embarrassed. I want to escape. T.T

        ''I--I have a bandage in my bag,'' Minho said.

        ''Then what are you waiting? She's hurting. We're about to go so I checked on you. So this is why you're staying here for so long. Hmm. We thought you ate something bad again and you're...pooping. Haha.''

        ''What? I'd never--. I'm not doing that,'' Minho said, and I couldn't help but laugh.

        ''Aish. Hyung! Go already and help noona! I have to use the restroom too!''

        Minho then lifted me in just a second and made me sit on the nearest chair. He ran to their table and scrambled for a bandage in his backpack. Of course, the other members, even their manager were curious on where he was going. So yeah, ta-da! There's me! I knew they wanted to go and check out what's happening, but they can't and I understand. This whole scene was too risky. I didn't even want Minho to be in a scandal. I know there are already paparazzi following them. So when he came back, I just grabbed the bandage and thanked him.

        ''I'll do it myself. Not here, Minho. You know,'' I said and he understood, so he just nodded and walked away. I carefully started to wrap my ankle. Though it was really hurting a lot, and my hands were starting to tremble, I continued. When Taehyun got out of the restroom, they all stood up, ready to leave, but I could feel them staring at me. When they were about to walk pass me, someone suddenly approached, knelt, and lifted my foot on his leg.

        ''Damn those paparazzi. Anyway, I'll appear as a gentleman in the pictures, don't you think?'' Minho took the bandage from my hand, but I know him, he seemed a little confused on what he was doing so it hurts more than when I was doing it myself. But his effort was enough to make me swallow all the pain and not let out a single cry.

        ''Minho-ah, let me do it, okay?'' Seunghoon oppa, who noticed Minho's struggle, came.

        ''Hyung,'' Minho said.

        ''Let me,'' Seunghoon oppa persisted. Soon, all of the members were hovering over me. Maybe blocking the scene? I don't know, but I appreciated their concern.

        ''Aigoo. I didn't notice it before. Mianhe~.'', Jinwoo oppa said.

        ''Noona, I was looking for you a while ago. I thought you left,'' Seungyoon said. So they already know that I was here. I looked at Jinwoo oppa, whom I'm sure was the one who told them that I'm here, and he just smiled innocently at me. I felt so embarrassed being with them.

        ''That should do it,'' Seunghoon oppa said.

        ''Oppa, kamsahamnida,'' I bowed at him, still sitting.

        ''I'll help you walk to the cafe,'' he said and helped me stand up.

        ''Ani,'' Minho and I both said. I stared at him and he covered his mouth with his hand in shock.

        ''Oooh,'' Taehyun said.

        ''No need to do that oppa. I'll be fine. Thank you.''

        ''Alright. Take care of yourself,'' he finally said and they all bid goodbye.

        I walked slowly to the cafe after they left. I let Jihoon eat his lunch so I pretty much walked around when he was gone, but he managed to eat so fast that he might have eaten faster than I did. Then, he took in charge again. For an hour, I was constantly thinking of how I should tell Jihoon that there's already someone whom I'm in love with. How can I hurt him when all he gave me since we've met were care and kindness? How can I break his heart? Every time I look at him I can imagine how his smile would disappear when I finally tell him the truth. Why am I doing this to him? Lying and making him hope? I used to be good at this, taking away hopes from guys. Maybe this is karma finally taking its action on me. But no, I have to do this now, today, before we go home. It's better to settle this now. There's no point in prolonging my lie.

        ''Jihoon, can we talk before we go home?''

        ''Sure, sure. But I'm getting chills from that 'talk'. What is it about?''

        ''Just something.''

        ''Are you finally going to agree to be my girlfriend? Haha.'' And there it was, a bullet hit me right in my heart.

        ''Actually--.''

        ''Oh, let's just talk about it later. We have plenty to do still,'' he said and smiled.

        ''Right, right.''

        And so, I spent the next hours having a debate on what to do. Until it was already 5:15pm, I have less than an hour to finally decide. But since, there was no customer left...

        ''Listen, Jihoon.''

        ''Yes?'' Jihoon was cleaning the cafe.

        ''We really have to talk.''

        ''Okay,'' he sat and I also sat near him.

        ''I don't know how not to hurt you, but...''

        ''Oh. I didn't expect this, just...just go on,'' he said while still staring at me. I couldn't look at him, but he held my hand. ''Go on.''

        ''I--I--.'' I was hesitating on what to say. Think of Minho. Think of Minho. Think of how much you love him. I know you love Jihoon too, but you have to do this. ''I don't know how to say this. I don't want to lose you as a friend. You've been so nice to me. And I'm sorry that I made you hope. I was not thinking. I don't know if you can forgive me, but please, please, please, don't be so mad at me. I love you, and you know that, but not in the way--.''

        ''Just say it Skye. I can never be mad at you,'' he said while smiling. I don't if he's hiding his true feelings or what, but he seemed relaxed.

        ''I'm in love with someone else.''

        ''Alright,'' he said and let go of my hand...still in a good mood.

        ''Are you mad?''

        ''No. Why would I be mad at you for loving someone else? At least I gave it a try. Also, you're not the only one out there. Haha.''

        ''Oh my! You don't how happy I am right now that I got that off my chest without you being angry!'' Was it really that easy? Wow. I thought Jihoon would be...

        ''So are we done now?''

        ''Ahh. I think...still friends?''

        ''Of course! What I'm saying is that you don't have anything else to say? Because I'm still not done cleaning. Haha,'' he said, stood up, and started to wipe the table. I can't explain how lost I am right now. It felt like I didn't say anything at all. But it's a good thing, right? Like he doesn't really care?

        ''Yep.'' Yep, he doesn't care. Or...what if he just doesn't want to show his feelings? ''Jihoon-ah, mianhe.''

        ''There's nothing to be sorry about. I told you, it's fine. I'm not mad. Well, I'll be mad at you if you won't help me with the cleaning.''

        ''Ah! De!'', I said as I helped him wipe the tables.

        It was almost 6pm and we're ready to close the cafe when...

        ''Ah! Closing already? I'm late.''

        ''Jihoon! Wow!,'' I exclaimed as I ran to him and he greeted me with a hug. ''I missed you!''

     ''Me too! But you're already closing? That's a pity,'' he said and pouted. ''Should we go somewhere else?''

        ''Ah you can stay here Skye, just make sure to lock the doors properly. I'll go now, okay? Jalga!'' And Jihoon left. The other Jihoon and I just went inside and I made him coffee.

        ''Gomawo. It's been a while. Zico hyung always talks about you. Ani, Minho talks about you more. He's a bother sometimes. Haha,'' Jihoon or P.O, said and laughed. I just love his teeth. LOL.

        ''Ah, mianhamnida. Haha,'' I said shyly. Honestly, I was not expecting for him to come. I was expecting someone else. And no, not Minho.

        ''Guess you two worked it out after all. That's nice. I was an inch away from stealing you. Haha.''

        ''Aiiii~. P.O~. Don't say that! Haha!''

        ''Ah wae?! Would you go with me if ever?''

        ''Maybe? I have to think about that. Haha.'' We both laughed and he gave me a high five.

        ''You didn't change at all! On a serious note, will you stay here for good? I mean, it's been almost a year? Am I right? Since you went back to States? Also, I don't think there's a need for you to even work here. And your ankle...aissh, if your parents--.''

        ''Of course I'm going back there soon, but not now. And I have to earn for my own living. I can't always depend on my parents.''

        ''Wow! You're very very good~.'' Yep, he sang...and even danced a bit. Haha.

        ''P.O! No need to promote your song to me!''

        ''Right, right. Mianhe. I'm just happy to see you again. You know, calls aren't enough. I'm clingy when it comes to family.''

        ''Eh? Family?''

        ''De! I treat my friends as my family. You're like a little sister to me and the other members!'', he said and pinched my cheek. At the same moment...

        ''Oh!''

        ''Oh! Hyung?'' He finally came, the guy I was expecting.

        ''I--I just passed by. Annyeonghasseo,'' Seunghoon oppa said and bowed. He was dressed in casual clothes, not practice clothes anymore, like he's about to go somewhere. ''I'll go now.''

        ''Oppa! Would like a cup of coffee? I'm sorry, we're already closed, but I'll make one for you,'' I said and opened the door for him.

        ''I arrived late, but I don't think I should--.''

        ''Come inside already, hyung,'' Jihoon said (Ugh. I'm getting confused. Too many Jihoon in my life.) ''Sit with me. We both arrived late so it's okay. Right, Skye?''

        ''De, Jihoon,'' I said and hurriedly ran to make coffee...again. Why can't these guys go to the cafe when it's not closed? Ugh. They seemed to be talking and having a good time. I think they're already close. When I finished, I went back to our table. It was a little awkward. I'm with two guys, and Minho's not even one of them.

        ''Yah,'' P.O said.

        ''We?''

        ''Cake juseyo~.''

        ''I just sat down and you want me to go again? My ankle hurts Jihoon-ah,'' I said.

        ''Omo! Mianhe! I forgot!'', he said and patted my arm. ''Chincha mianhe. Haha.''

        ''You two seem close,'' Seunghoon oppa said while holding his cup between his hands.

        ''De, Skylar and I had known each other for years already. She's always been there for me,'' P.O said while smiling, and then looked at me. ''She's great! Just a little--.''

        ''Yah! Want me to tell your secrets? Haha!'' I pushed P.O a little.

        ''So, hyung, do you know about Skye and--.'' I stepped on P.O's foot under the table. ''Ah!'' And his knee hit the table. It was a little funny how the two of them held their cups tightly. I looked furiously at him and raised my eyebrow, a little annoyed, but still smiling. Then, I shook my head.

        ''About Skye and?''

        ''Oppa, that's nothing. Haha,'' I said nervously.

        ''Really. What is it? Haha,'' Seunghoon oppa said awkwardly, his eyes fixed on me.

        ''Skylar and I, we missed each other,'' P.O said so quick that I didn't have the time to stop him. He just blurted the words out without thinking!

        ''Ah...de,'' I said, forcing a smile, and tapped P.O's back...strongly.

        ''What?!'', he whispered. P.O was lost, I'm sure of it.

        ''So...you two, are you...something? Haha,'' oppa said (more) awkwardly.

        ''Anya. But hyung, we were already discussing it a while ago. Haha!'' Damn Jihoon. Just damn. If I could just plant my palm in your face, I would. What if oppa believed him?!

        ''Seunghoon oppa, it's not what you think it is. We're just friends. He's just fooling around. Haha,'' I said.

        ''De, she likes someone--,'' P.O said. If he would just shut up, that would be great. T.T ''Ah! I think I have to go, I have to meet your Mochi oppa on the way, Skye.'' Thank God. We all stood up and P.O shook Seughoon oppa's hand and bowed. ''It was nice talking to you hyung. Until we meet again, Skye!'' And he hugged me.

        ''Wait, who's Mochi oppa?''

        ''Oh! Mianhe hyung, it's Zico hyung. I think Skye likes him better than me since she has a pet name for him. Haha,'' P.O said and pushed me.

        ''Oh,'' oppa said and sighed.

        ''Go now, you don't want him waiting,'' I said. Please, please just go already, Jihoon.

        ''Right!'' And he rushed to the door and went away. I wanted to go with him, but I couldn't leave Seunghoon oppa. It would be rude.

        ''So, Zico and you are…'' I was caught off guard. I might seem like a to him now. T.T

        ''No, no, oppa. We're just friends too,'' I said, waving my hands and shaking my head.

        ''But you like him better than P.O for sure. Haha,'' he said. He seemed tensed, but he's blushing though. I think we both are. It's just so awkward you can hear the crickets and frogs.

        ''But I like someone better than him still,'' I unconsciously said. And I covered my mouth with my hand in shock. Why?! Just why did I say that?! What if he asks about him? About Minho? I don't want to make a lie again! Sh*t, Skye. Keep it together!

        ''Oh,'' he said, nodding in slow motion. ''I see.'' I couldn't read his expression. Please don't ask about him. Please, please, please. ''So, are you hungry?''

        ''De,'' I said. Actually, I really am. I just want to go home and eat whatever Jihyun made. I'm exhausted.

        ''Let's go eat somewhere. I want to talk you more,'' he said. And I felt the earth telling me that the day is still not over, because there's still one more 'talk' to get over with.