YOU "People say I'm brave, but that's not true. People say I'm brave, because I'm not scared of the dark. It's the opposite, really. I'm blend in with the dark because I'm afraid. And nothing scares the dark as much as light."    LOCATION: GOT7's DORM   The GOT7 dorm was as lively as ever as the 7 members sat in the living room. They had just been lectured by their manager since Mark’s news became the front page of the Entertainment Magazine. After the manager left saying the company will take care of the issue, Mark felt the weight lift off his shoulders. Some fans were scary, they found everyday to mess with their personal lives. Everyone now had to be double careful of what they did, that was what the Manager said and for the sake of their ears they all agreed. Jackson told the members what really happened with the cup of coffee- saying that Mark was just acting nice. They all understood and it was not anymore spoken about. Mark was the quiet one of the group, the kind one and the oldest out of all of them. He was sitting by the side of the wall charging his phone when Jaebum spoke up. Jaebum was looking at the front page of the Entertainment website and he had seen the album cover of “Extinct”- two of them posing as if they were in a masquerade, masks covering their eyes. “Haven’t Extinct ever shown their face before? It’s a bit weird, don’t you think? I like their new song though, it’s catchy. It actually got number 1 on the site until EXO pushed it down to number 2.” Jackson was always the first to speak up, nodding after what Jaebum had said. “I’m actually very curious of what they look like. If only we can sabotage and gate crash their photoshoot events we’ll be able to see.”  “That’s terroristic, Jackson.” Jaebum answered. “Besides, we don’t even know their schedules, how the hell are we supposed to know where they are at.”  “These things can be found on the internet Hyung. Our fans get information from there as well. Look, I’ll show you.” Jackson grabbed his laptop and typed down something on the search bar. “Here- see? They have a radio show two days from now, a photoshoot tomorrow at 2 am, and a recording also tomorrow. Easy, Extinct’s schedule.” “Why hasn’t anyone gotten a picture of them then?”  “They do. It’s just that they are always wearing masks.”    Mark sat listening to them absentmindedly as his fingers typed down onto his phone back to his older sister that sent him a picture of his nieces. He his lips, moving his eyes over the screen when Jackson began talking again. That guy, he never stopped talking. “Hey, Mark. What are you going to do about the news?” “I thought JYP said he’ll take care of it.” Mark answered simply, turning his attention back to his phone again. “They’ll ask you about it in broadcasts, you know how they are.” Jackson started and Mark looked up, shrugging.  “They’ll probably rule it out as my friend.” “More so, it’ll be good for Mark’s image.” Jaebum said. “How about your jacket then? Don’t you need to get it back? Go dry clean it today, we have the day off.”  “I forgot.”    Mark stood up and headed to his room, grabbing the black jacket that was under his bed. He had stored it away after the incident and didn’t touch it, totally forgot about it. He shook the jacket and plunged his hands into the pockets to check if there was anything there before he brought it to the dry cleaning when his fingers touched what seemed to be a piece of paper. Mark took it out, his fingers unfolding it and he saw that there was a girly scrawled handwriting on it. He squinted and read what was written. “July 31: Recording 2 pm, Recording studio. July 31: Photoshoot 2 am. Location: - August 2: Radio Show 4 pm-6 pm.” Mark blinked at how familiar it sounded when he read it on his brain when he stuck his head out of the room. Jackson was still on his laptop. Mark calling out for Jackson, his roommate looking up in surprise. “Jackson, what did you say Extinct had tomorrow?”  “I forgot. Photoshoot, I think. Why?” “Just curious.” Mark answered back, crumpling up the paper. Jackson shrugged again and stretched. “You said you can search for the schedules online right? What site is it?” “Google.” Jackson answered, turning his attention back to the screen of his laptop.    Mark his laptop and entered Google, typing down for the schedule of Extinct. He had a hunch and it was something about that girl that he could not shake off. When the page loaded, he read it under his breath. “Photoshoot, radio show, broadcast… It’s the same.” He spoke to himself, frowning. He pressed a radio broadcast recording at the bottom of the page and heard her voice, trying to see if it was the voice of the girl he had met.    “_____ does not call me Oppa even when I’m one year older than her.” The sound of Zen complaining spoke out of the recording and the host laughed.  “I can’t make myself do it.” The girls voice answered and Mark closed his eyes trying to pin point her voice but he couldn’t. “He sometimes acts like he’s younger than me.”    Mark ended the recording. Footsteps entered the room and he looked up to see Jackson finding something. His friend saw the jacket and pointed at it. “Isn’t that the girls jacket? Call her, we won’t have any time this whole week.” “I will.” Mar