"If the world was blind, how many people would you impress? If the world was deaf, how many people would listen to you?" LOCATION: SEOUL METRO APARTMENT     There was massive response just like we had expected. In less than 24 hours, my twitter my filled with notifications of asking if I was really going to be on We Got Married, or if I was just another victim of a hoax. Usually there would be articles of partners rumored to be on WGM; in my case, however, not a single article came up and I concluded that it must be because the reporters could not find anything.   It was the first day that I was supposed to film WGM and I woke up with a nervous heart. I had not contacted Kai for some time, but I did watch the shows he starred in. Every time his face filled the screen, I would feel my heart squeeze. If it was up to this, we were back to being strangers and back to not knowing each other. My hands reached out to grab my phone, checking the time just to see that it was 7 am in the morning. I was to film around 10 am at an amusement park and I had to get my make up and hair ready. This was what I hated so much about showing my face; I always had to be self conscious. Deciding not to wash my hair, I took a shower and out on a beanie. Once I was done with everything, I walked out of my bedroom to see Zen brewing coffee. He gave a yawn and turned to smile at me. “Good luck for your first filming.” Zen said, passing me a cup of coffee. “Nervous?” “Nah.” I answered, smiling back at him. “I can tell you are.” “I am.” He answered, lowering his head and string on the white table before him. He was repeatedly wiping the same surface over and over again. Zen was appointed to film Hello Counselor today. It was a hard show to go on, a show to show your views and wits while listening to other people and their problems.   “You’ll do well.” I took a sip of coffee. “You’re a good listener. You give me good advice.” I wanted him to feel at ease, a hand going to squeeze his. “Don’t be nervous. Call me before the show if you’re nervous.” “Won’t you be filming then? You don’t even know who your partner is, he might be mad jealous.” Zen playfully said and I rolled my eyes. “I’ll answer your phone call right in front of the camera.” I promised. He smiled again and I felt myself calm down to see my best friend feeling better. “I’m going now, give me a hug.” I told him, walking around the counter and opening my arms. Zen stepped closer, engulfing me in his arms giving me a bear hug. “Stay calm and don’t worry. And remember if there-“ “Is anything, I’m just a phone call away. I know, I know.” Zen said the last part with me, giving me a bored expression.   I laughed, grabbing my bag and heading out the door. My manager was being very active. He was the one who congratulated me the most. He told us that he told his friends that he was a manager for an idol, but they did not believe him because we were faceless. Now, they would be able to prove them wrong. I went on the car and my manager was chirping happily about how I would become a top star now that there would be reality shows wanting me everywhere. “Oppa, the hype will be over as soon as it starts.” I told my manager, suddenly feeling nervous as we neared the salon. “Do you know the amount of requests I’ve been getting? You’re a star!” “Wasn’t I a star before this?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “Our songs were good enough to gain fame.” “You know what I mean.” My manager parked the car and unlocked the door. “Time to go now, my darling. I’ll be watching your first episode. Don’t insult anyone, I know how foul mouthed you can get.” “I’m just straightforward.” I said irritably, going out of the door to go into the salon.   I stepped down from the car. I walked inside and they fussed over me, asking me what kind of makeup I wanted- I opted for the makeup that seemed less likely to make my face feel heavy.   I was sitting on one of the chairs, my hands rubbing up and down my body when nervousness finally settled in. I grabbed my phone while the women behind me started pulling on my hair, straightening it. I bit my lip, feeling annoyance spread over my body. I glanced down on my phone, a text from Mark suddenly appearing. I had been talking to him from time to time, sometimes I would end up not replying to him and he would send me double messages. I was a lazy texter and would usually read a text just to forget about it.   MarK: Goodluck today :-)   When Mark and I talked, it was like talking to a friend. Casual and somewhat boring but it was comforting for some reason. He never mentioned to me about my career and I don’t think he knew. I my lips, tilting my head at his text.   Me: For what? Mark: You know for what :-)   I paused, frowning. Okay… Why did it sounded like he knew how who I was? I tried thinking back when I groaned. When he called, Zen called me by my name- that alone was a given. He must have pieced it all together. I shook my head and the woman tugged on my hair and my head was pulled backwards. She grumbled about how I could not stay still and I bit my tongue not to hiss at her. The people around did not know I was an idol, they thought I was a normal person who had more money than usual since the salon was only for the loaded.   I texted Mark back a smiley face, keeping my phone when the bell in front of the salon rang, showing that someone had walked in. It wasn’t one person, but 3 and I regretted turning to look at them. Kai was behind me with Baekhyun and Chanyeol, the two walking to the seat beside me. I had to tell myself that he wouldn’t know who I was; he didn’t know how I looked like. I gulped nervously, Kai falling onto the seat next to mine, flashing a smile to one of the makeup dressers. She gave a giggle and Kai laughed out loud at her reaction. Baekhyun and Chanyeol sat on the back and I peeked at them through the mirror. I looked into the mirror, my eyes suddenly meeting Kai for a moment and he gave a small nod greeting me.   “Don’t you have people to do your make up in the company today?” The hair dresser asked- cooed more like it, to Kai who smiled back at her. “Since only some of us need make up, they didn’t hire many people.” Baekhyun answered for Kai, the woman putting cleansing onto the piece of cotton. “Only some of us have reality and variety shows today.” My heart beat- was my partner Kai? I frowned, listening and I turned to see him engrossed with his phone. After awhile, I felt my phone vibrate and I watched him place his phone down on the counter. I waited for a while, my hand bringing out my phone just to see that he had texted me.   Kai: Goodluck.   I blinked, not replying to his message just yet, just watching as he laughed with s and throw flirty comments at the girl who was styling his hair. I felt something stir inside of me but I ignored it, lifting my head up to allow another woman to dap on my foundation. “Are you filming We Got Married today?” The woman who was behind me asked Kai and I held my breath, pretending to sleep- losing my eyes. All there was was silence and when I opened my eyes, I saw that Kai just shot her a smile. I guess they weren’t allowed to tell anyone just yet.   “Do you think she’s pretty? That Extinct girl?” The woman asked the girl next to her ho was doing Kai’s make up. “I don’t think so.” The girl answered and I battled against the want to roll my eyes at her when Kai answered their question. “I don’t think it matters.” His comment was simple and I turned to see him, the same position as I was with his eyes closed as he waited for her to blend the foundation onto his ski