`I told you that it was a bad idea!` scolded me Malak, right after we made it to our dorms.  'What did I do?' I replied, lazily. Right after our departure from the 'Weekly Idol' set, we got invaded by a bunch of journalists, questioning us about our love lives and such. We barely made it home. 'Not sure. I just need to blame someone' she ended up saying. 'I mean, do you know how many anti fans we've got in less than three seconds?' I just shrugged it off. 'I like leading my life the dangerous way. Don't you?`  She nodded. 'But korean netizens though... I'm not a person with suicidal tendencies either.' 'I know right' I sighed. Dony and Cony are such sadistic bitc...' 'Aya shut that goddamit mouth of yours!' she screamed. 'After everything we went through this year, I wouldn' be surprised if we were to find cameras in our dorms' 'I didn't know there was a clever side to you' I replied smugly before getting beaten -rather harshly- by the old ahjumma. 'You can stop you know, it doesn't hurt. Tsk... I still can't believe you take Taekwondo classe..OUCH!'  'You're mean' I pouted. `Whatever, I have a really bad feeling about this` Malak said.'Let's get mentally prepared. If anything, things will only become scarier around here' 'Well, I guess you're right. Now go ahead and change yourself. I'mma cook something' I muttered. She nodded, smacking a kiss on my left cheek before  running upstairs. 'Not that I'm nice or anything, I shouted. YOU JUST STINK' 'Such a tsundere*, aren't you? tsuntsun~~' (tsundere : describes a person who is initially cold and even hostile towards another person before gradually showing their warm side over time) 'Shut it, dere dere*'.  (dere dere : lovey dovey person) Once alone, I took a quick look around the kitchen, hastily searching. 'There must be something in here...' I mumbled, furrowing my eyebrows in concentration. Shaking my thoughts out of my head, I tried to forget about this uneasy feeling of being watched. 'Aya' started Malak, massaging her temples. ' May I know why on earth are we eating cake?' I shrugged. 'Because sweets are the only thing I can bake? Besides, don't you like Red Velvet? You keep listening to their songs,you ungrateful brat. Kids these days.. '

'It's not like you have ever tried to cook a meal...And this isn't the matter! I want to eat healthily at least!' 'Then eat salad, I replied, annoyed. 'Stop nagging, I know you were craving for cake, who cares about your weight. Nonetheless, I found something interesting' She glared at me in a disapproving way ( Professor McGonagall, get out of here), before sighing rather loudly. 'What is it?' 'I swear if you keep sighing you're not eating any of this' I let out, threathening.  'Okay okay, just tell me what you've found already' 'This' I replied, pointing to a nice hidden camera on the corner. Malak's mouth formed a perfect O before grinning excitingly. ' See! I tol