He looks down in an almost depressed manner.

“Are you okay?” I ask.

“Well…I was hoping you’d stop being so formal with me.  I know it hasn’t been too long since we’ve met but…well you are so comfortable calling Haha ‘oppa’ but with me…” he confesses.

“I don’t mean to do it intentionally”

“I know….but still…even Jae Joong gets to be called ‘oppa’ and you just met him.”

‘Is he jealous? … nah…that can’t be it…’ I think to myself .  “Oppa…”

His eyes shoot up to meet mine.

I look down, completely embarrassed. “Kim Hyun Joong oppa… or Hyun Joong oppa…mian-hae…I don’t know why it’s so hard….but I will try my best to get comfortable.  I really didn’t mean to…”

“Oppa,” he repeats, “oppa is better.  You don’t even have to say ‘Hyun Joong’.  Oppa is what I prefer.”

“But then…well…okay…” I say as I begin to blush.

He begins to grin.  “Well then, shall we continue with our day?” he asks me.

“What will we be doing?”

“You’ll see” he says while he opens the door to the van.

I get in and we drive off.

LovelyLoli's note: Just a little bit of the story to transition for what is to come...