HyeoEun’s POV

While I was preparing another glass of milk for myself, the house phone rang. I snap out of my nostalgia and ran to the phone. “Yeoboseyo?”

“Neh, HyeoEun-ah. Leeteuk oppa here. Is Kyuhyun up and sober yet?”

“Neh, waeyo? Does he have a schedule?”

“Aniya. Can two of you come up?”

“He’s in the shower now. Can we come up in 20 minutes?”

“Sure. We’ll see you then.”

“Okay. Oppa! What’s this about?”

“Secret.”

“Okay…”

I went to the bathroom door and knocked. The sound of the shower died and I told him that the team wanted to see us in 20 minutes. With that, I rushed to my room and took a shower. I got dressed in casuals and grabbed my bag. Kyuhyun was washing the dishes so we left right after the dishes were done.

“I wonder what they want they want,” Kyuhyun said as we walked to the lift.

“Probably some emergency meeting about your drunkard state last night. I told some fans to post those pictures they took of you because I was so angry,” I said with a shrug. He froze in his steps and stared at me.

“Kidding,” I responded with a grin on my face. “Park HyeoEun, your jokes might be cold but they sure devastate a person. You scared me for a second there,” he said as we reached the dorm. The door opened as soon as