Sehun warily stared at his friends. It was Sunday and the group was roaming around the busy streets of Hongdae. It’s not like he wasn’t used to his friends’ sudden invitations and all but the day and the place they chose were extremely suspicious.

The flower boy threw a distrustful stare at his best friend. Jongin merely flashed him a huge grin.

They were walking the familiar streets of Hongdae and Sehun perfectly knew where they would be heading if they went straight ahead. He stopped in his tracks and crossed his arms over his chest. He frowned at his so called friends.

“Okay. Tell me what you guys know. Now,” the young male deadpanned.

Five heads turned to him, their eyes a little guilty but still teasing. Jongin already knew everything. The tanned male did help him with getting Seunghee’s schedule after all. He stared expectantly at the others.

Kim Yugyeom, a tall business major and their junior in high school, beamed widely at him. “Well, we know about the pink iPod,” he started. The tall junior then turned to his classmate and the youngest in their group, Jung Chanwoo. “We also know her name’s Oh Seunghee,” the said male added.

The youngest then turned to Sehun’s classmate, Park Jinyoung a.k.a. JR. The other Architecture major grinned at him then said, “We also know she plays here during Sundays with her friends.”

Sehun simply nodded to his classmate’s words. He then stare