Jiyong sat at the couch and continued watching the movie Frozen after the boys left. He let it run over and over. He's suspecting Eunji's reaction have something to do with the movie. He opened her ipad and browsed the song Let it go. He printed it out and read it over and over. It has to be the song. She threw his phone in the waters in Jeju. She walked out at the TV studio recording while the song was playing. She screamed at Seungri with the ringtone. "dammit!" he pulled his hair and threw the paper in the air. He grabbed his phone and searched Eunji's number. He was debating to call or not. If he will call, what is he going to say? She might be screaming at him. He has to swallow his pride. The concert's coming near and he had to admit her presentation was good and unique. They can't afford waste time. He pressed the call button. It was ringing but it was directed to the voice mail box. "darn!" he called Seungri. "Seungri-ah, you know her address? Text it to me," he hang up and walk in to her bedroom to change.

He parked at the curb and dialed Eunji's number. Just like before, it went straight to the voice mail box. He wanted to go up her apartment but he can't risk getting caught. Then she saw her walking towards the building. He revved through the parking lot and adjusted his hoodies. He jogged and ran to catch up with her.

Eunji wasn't paying attention with her surroundings. She was mad. Pissed off. Angry. Disappointed at herself. She broke down of all places. Jiyong's apartment. That ended up into an argument and shouting. She's not that type of person to shout and argue but Jiyong started it. She pressed her floor level and was concentrating on the music plugged into her ears. She got out when her floor level dinged. She was fishing for her keys when she heard a cough.

"ehem," there it goes again.

She turned around and her eye brows met. "What are.... What are you doing here?"

"Apologize," Jiyong answered in confidence.

Eunji's eyes widened but didn't say anywords. She opened her apartment. "Come on in. You're here anyways." she opened the door wider. She dropped her bags on the floor and sat at the couch. She motioned the other couch to Jiyong. "So this is your habit. Getting mad at me. Screaming at me and come apologizing. Are you sure you don't have a crush on me?" Eunji's tongue almost rolled back. She didn't know why she said the last sentence.

Jiyong looked up and smirked. "Don't  fool yourself. You're not my type,"

That was straight to the heart. Eunji raised brows. "So it's just your habit. This time it won't work. No way. You can have all that demo design but we will see each other in court."

"Jung Eunji, I'm sorry I snapped at you. It's just that.... Look! my couch and rug was ruin and then there you were like hallucinating and you won't tell us what's happening. Of course I would be mad,"

"I'm sorry I had my panic attack in your apartment. I didn't see that coming and thank you for your aid but why were you worked up?"

"I..... I was worried. We were all worried. Imagine if we called an ambulance. I'm sorry okay. Can we work this out, please?"

Eunji got up. "No and its final. There is no way I am working for you again or get myself associated with you. I hope this is our last meeting," she motioned the door.

Jiyong got up with a stern face. He is not used to getting rejections. "See you in court Miss Jung Eunji," he left.

Eunji slumped back on the couch and the  music loudly that it 's all over the house. She understood why Jiyong was mad. He was worried. She saw it in his eyes when he carried her from the washroom to his bedroom. But she can't just ignore her attacks. What if she has another attack while with the team?

It has been 3 days since Eunji flared up in his apartment. Jiyong was studying the demo in his phone. He did not even got the demo Eunji showed them in his house. "Damn!" he shouted in frustration. The president asked about the development and he cannot say any concrete answer. He walked to his studio and fidgeted with the sound controls. Just then Taeyang came in.

"Yo! Are we up for the practice tonight?" Taeyang asked.

"Yeah sure. It's just...."

"The production," Taeyang continued. "Did you get in touch with her?"

"She's not answering my call. bro, did I overdid it last time?"

"Bro, Seungri's right. You have to control your anger. It gets you to trouble."

"I'm sorry. I got us all into trouble," Jiyong played with the controls.

"We'll have her back. Hmm...  What time we're going for the prac..." Taeyang was interrupted by the knock and the voice at the door. Both turned to see the person at the door.

"The door was opened." Eunji said as she walked in. "And you shut your mouth," she pointed her forefinger at Jiyong. She sat down beside Taeyang and took out her laptop. "Okay, I need the whole line up of songs,"

Taeyang and Jiyong looked at each other in silence.

"Do you want me to do this or what?" she turned to the two.

"Oh..." Jiyong scrambled to her computer and printed the line up. Taeyang walked to the printer and grabbed the paper and handed it to Eunji.

Eunji skimmed the paper. She hit her computer and played the song one after the other.

Jiyong and Taeyang stayed silent.

"The next time you yell at me, I won't hold back," Eunji said while working on her laptop.

"Uh....coffee anyone? I'm going to get us something to eat," Taeyang felt the two need to talk.

"White chocolate for me," Eunji answered. "Thanks,"

With that, Taeyang left the room.

"Are you still mad at me," Jiyong asked with out looking at her.

"A little or I won't be down here working with you," Eunji answered.

"Uhmm... why did you decide to come..."

"I have a boss. Let's just finish this and get over it. This is the last one and I hope not to work with you in the near future." Eunji cut him. She turned her laptop for Jiyong to view the works. "What's your idea with the loser?"

For the next few minutes they worked on each songs. How the lights would be and the backgrounds.

"I'll just be here for an hour." She said and check her watch. "That makes it 40 more minutes. What's taking Taeyang so long?"

"Found girls on the way," Jiyong pulled a joke but Eunji did not took it funny. "He's giving us time to talk,"

"Talk? What's there to talk? I came here to work," Eunji raised her brows. "I'll try to finish all these tonight and give you the rough demo tomorrow."

"Jung Eunji, thank you and I'm sorry," Jiyong's tone was so gentle.

"And let me repeat myself. The next time you yell at me, expect hell to break lose."

"I'll remember that." Jiyong kept his head bowed. "Oh...uhm.... We're leaving tomorrow night for overseas for MV. Can you make it early tomorrow?"