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//A few years later\\

She was in BEAST’s dressing room at SBS’s Ingkigayo when she heard a commotion outside the door, looked up, and saw Jun.K and Chansung pass in the hallway.

“Of course they’d be here,” she thought to herself, “…I guess I should go and say hi.”

After telling Hyunseung she was leaving the room for a moment, she made her way towards the filming area, where she spotted Nichkhun watching the current group dancing and waiting to perform.

So Paula quietly approached him from the side.

“Nichkhun.”

He turned slightly and smiled.

“Paula,” he said, stretching his arms out.

She smiled back and walked into his open arms, happy to be hugged by an old friend. They stayed like that for a minute before they separated.

“How have you been?” he asked. “It’s been too long.”

“It has been a while,” she agreed, “But I’m good. Busy. It’s fun though. I love getting to know the person behind the celebrity.

“How are you doing, oppa?” Y'all should know what "oppa" means by now. Right??

Nichkhun started a little. “Oppa?”

Paula shrugged. “Do as the Romans do, or whatever. I’ve lived here long enough.”

He chuckled. “Sure. It’s gonna take me a while to get used to that though,” he teased, “But I’m well. Everyone else is good too. We’ve been busy promoting.”

“I know, I’ve noticed on Twitter and Instagram,” she said. “Your guys’s new song is good by the way. Hot as always,” she winked.

He laughed. “Why thank you, it’s nice to be appreciated,” he said as he gave her an exaggerated model pose.

“Yah, this is not the time to ruin your image,” she grinned, trying to hold back a laugh and failing.

He smiled. “For you, I don’t mind.”

Paula gave him a playful look, then got serious. “It happened a while ago, but I’m sorry about Tiffany.”

He shrugged this time. “It was bound to happen, especially in this business.”

She nodded, and then paused, debating whether to tell him what she was thinking. The “tell him” part of her brain won over.

“You know I never really liked her, right?” she softly said to him as if she was telling him a secret.

“Hey, aren’t you going to SM soon?” he asked, a little scared. “You can’t be saying stuff about its artists…”

“Uh, first of all, I’m not going to be working with Girls’ Generation,” she sassed, “Second of all, I am going to do everything in my power to avoid ‘F