Baekhyun and Eunhye went inside her room and they have been there for thirty minutes now. WGM ended already, and Mark was growing more agitated by the second, although he kept his eyes on his iPad even if he wasn't seeing anything at all.

"Mwohago isseulkka?What do you think they're doing?" Jackson whispered to Mark.

It wasn't helping Mark's condition. There was a part of him that wanted to burst through the door and snatch her away, and another part of him wanted to storm out of there and hit something really hard. The more he thought about it, the clearer it seemed to him. The Burn Box, the snapbacks that she never wore, the small reactions she made when something that reminded her of him came, Mr. Padjima on the phone, and Baekhyun's sudden appearance.

"Hyung kwaenchanha?" Bambam asked him.

"NagajaLet's go," he decided. There was no point in staying there anymore. They ought to give Eunhye the privacy of her own house.

"Wae?" Jackson asked. "Napeun namja inamyeon noona eotteohke?What if he's a bad guy, what about Noona?"

"Napeun namja aniyaHe's not a bad guy." .

"Eotteohke areo?How can you be sure?"

"Keunyang. Ya, kaja." They weren't needed there anymore. She already found a more familiar shoulder to cry on.

Jackson crossed his arms in front of him in stubborness. "AngaI'm not going."

"Bambam-a."

"Nado angayo, hyung."

Pissed off with the dongsaengs, he started to leave. Just then, the door to her room opened and Mark stopped.

"Annyeong hasaeyo," Baekhyun said to them. "EXO Baekhyun imnida. Eunhye-ui chingu itnabwayoYou seem to be her friends." 

Jackson and Bambam jumped from their seats and Mark hurriedly went beside them to greet their seonbae.

"Annyeong hasaeyo, sunbaenim."

Somehow, Eunhye laughed as if the last thirty minutes didn't happen. She was all smiles now, although Mark knew it didn't reach her eyes. Jackson and Bambam went to shake Baekhyun's hand. Mark did, too, though he wanted to do more things than just shake it.

"Eo? GOT7 majji?You're GOT7, aren't you?" Baekhyun said. "Ya... Uri Eunhye ga ije jallanaeOur Eunhye did well(meaning she was getting more connections)."

"Mwoya, oppa," she protested. "Palli deoragaLeave quickly."

"I yae bwa!Look at this girl" He turned to the heobaes. "Meonjeo kalkkeI'm going. Schedule isseoI have a schedule. PangawayoNice to meet you." Did he mean to say that GOT7 weren't getting enough schedules??

"Ne, pangawayo, sunbaenim!" Bambam and Jackson said in unison.

Mark was staring at Eunhye and he hadn't heard what Baekhyun said, but Jackson nudged him, and he bowed to his seonbae, too. Baekhyun was by the door when Eunhye caught up with him.

"Igosereul alyeojumyeon andwaeneungeon alji?You know you can't tell about this place, right?."

"Arasseo inmaI know. KalkkeI'm going." And Baekhyun was gone.

"Keu saram nuguyo?Who was that? Namja jinggu?Your boyfriend? Akkan wae ureosseo?Why did you cry earlier?" Jackson suddenly bombarded her with questions the moment the door closed.

"Oraen jinguAn old friend," she replied. "Orae mannalsu eobseunikka bogoshipgo nunmul nasseoWe haven't seen each other for a long time, so I had tears."

Bambam suddenly jumped at Jackson, his face scrunched up, pretending to cry. "Uri Jackson-hyung! Aigoo, bogoshipeoyo!"

Jackson hugged him back and both went crazy. Eunhye picked a throw pillow from the couch and whacked it at Bambam. She seemed fine now, Mark thought. But he gets the feeling she's just putting on a show. Now that he had seen her cry, he wants to comfort her.

Aniya. It's not that.

He wanted to be the only one to comfort her. He watched as she fake-punched Bambam with Jackson. Bambam may have grown a few inches in over three months but he's still weak and ticklish as before. How could Mark comfort her? He was no Jackson or Bambam.

"Ice cream meogeolae?Shall we eat ice cream?" She asked, fixing her hair.

"Yeah!" JackBam said like a comedian duo.

She sat on the couch, nudging Jackson with her foot. "Naengjanggo isseoIt's in the fridge."

When Jackson and Bambam left for the kitchen, Mark sat on the couch. He still doesn't know what to say but he dec