It is Saturday midday, though I have talked to my members and our managers, I feel strengthened. I feel supported. The meeting will soon begin and we are on our way to a room backstage prepared for the meeting. I am not wearing makeup yet, I got my own clothes on; I wonder if he will recognize me. Maria is holding on to my arm, she if anyone was getting furious and emotional when I told them what happened. She regrets not being there, she is proud that I stood up for myself, but most of all she is furious for the way I was treated. My manager wanted to cancel the meeting, but it is better face to face, to explain what is going on. We reach the door, a familiar language is heard inside and I know this is it. We don’t have any special planned out, but I know my team will not sign a deal with a company allowing such treatment. Entering, I see him right away. He is smiling and dressed up in a suit, looking much better than last night, but I know what kind of a person he is and even a good suit can’t hide that. All of us shake hands with his boss, but when he hold out his hand to shake it with our manager, our manager moves on, ignoring him completely. He tries to shake our hands too, Maria gives him a glare and then he sees me. I actually like that look on him. “You…” he says, pointing at me. “You know each other?” his boss asks next to him, speaking English and glancing from his employee to me and back. “Ah-” is all he gets out of him, a sound. “We met last night,” I answer and shake the boss hand with a smile. “I didn’t find it appropriate to introduce myself to your employee then as he was insulting my group, but I was very surprised to hear you have employees finding this contract silly and useless.” I hear Emelia give Julia a low five behind my back and I feel such pleasure at the boss gaping at the man. This is payback for not listening to a simple ‘no’, this is what my ladies told me to do. “He is on an internship, that’s all,” the boss laughs when realising what my tone means. He gives the man a glare, and I know this will go well – for us. He then smiles. “Please, take your seat.” “I don’t think it is necessary,” Manager Park says. “After hearing that your … intern, both insulted and forced himself onto a member of 5 Pieces when clearly being told she is not interested-” “No, wait,” the boss is panicking. “I will deal with it. We can solve it, can’t we? This contract means a lot to our company, I’ll do anything to seal it with you.” To hear his boss say that it means a lot to the company makes the man look like he really regrets not understanding my language last night. He opens his mouth and try to speak but his boss cuts him off, telling him to not say a word. By the time we leave the room, we have signed the contract, and the internship between the company and the man is ripped into pieces. The boss tried to say he will have a word with his intern, saying as an excuse that he was jetlagged, but in the end he offers to send the man home and end his internship with the company – just for us to sign the deal. Leaving that room with my ladies, it feels incredibly great and empowering. We are laughing and though it was a horrible experience last night, my ladies say he now has a lot to think through. By treating me wrong, his internship has ended. We go to prepare our hair and makeup for the stage, but while waiting for my turn I sneak over to SHINee’s room. He is getting his hair done, but with the sight of me by the door he asks for a break to come out to me. “How did it go?” he asks, curious and smiling because of my face-expression. “He was kicked out,” I almost squeal out, I am bouncing in excitement. “It was like in a movie. His boss got such a shock when we said what had happened. Right now, he is packing his things and taking the next flight back to Norway.” I laugh at the excitement I feel and Jonghyun laughs. “That was brave of you,” he congratulates me, wrapping his arms around me. All of a sudden the smile vanishes from me and I stop bouncing. I am reminded of where we stand again. My smile can’t reach my eyes now. “Thank you again for saving me last night,” I tell Jonghyun when he stands up straight. He grimaces a bit at the memory. “I’m glad for it, who knows what would’ve happened afterwards? No, I don’t want to think of that. All that matters is that nothing happened,” he says and puts his hand on my shoulder. He looks straight into my eyes. Damn, I know why I coldly rejected the man last night, before he could’ve even says a thing to me. The reason is standing in front of me. “I got to go get ready,” I breathe out, nervous by his touch. “And you have to get ready too.” “Yeah,” he smirks, “I’ll see you later.” Going back to my room I know that our family has been busy today. Everyone knows what happened last night and now I am asked how it went, if he got what he deserved, that 5 Pieces is Girls Power and so on. Yet, the power I feel is in our dressing-room, how I smile without an effort hearing my ladies and our crew talk about things they have experienced or heard from others where the bad treatment of men towards women arise. I know if Manager Lee was here, he would say ‘not all men’, and I know where that comes from but at the same time ‘not all women’. Men likes to think that women wants to be with them, that women love to go down on their knees for them, and while it is said women do not want that, I want to say ‘not all women’ because there are women who loves to please men, whether it is a stranger dirtily asking for or telling how hot you look, there are women who could punch you in the face for insulting them to think men that speaks that way are too good to have boundaries. I think there should be a standard way to ask a person if he or she wants to do something or not, and accept and respect the answer given. Next time I’m going to the gym, I don’t think I will be able to go alone, just in case. Because too many men do not know when a woman is rejecting them, or they can’t stand the fact they can be rejected. By the time hair and makeup are done, the social time can begin: we go to eat. The cafeteria always has people in it, and right now we have members of SHINee and f(x) there when we arrive. Maria is already eating too, sitting with Key and some others. I spot Jonghyun sit with Onew and Taemin, and when I have taken my food I go to sit down next to Amber. “I heard you were saved from trouble last night,” Amber says before I have even placed my on the chair. I look dumbfounded at her, making her laugh and Krystal looks up on Amber’s side with a curious look in her face. “How did it happen?” Amber asks in English, taking a big bite of her food. “Was there a fight?” “I met a creep at the gym,” I tell her, the English comes out of me naturally. “Julia said he wouldn’t stop following you,” Krystal says with a grimace. I like my English speaking friends. My head nods while I chew on my food. “You know what the first thing he said to me was? ‘You got a nice body’.” “Eeeeeuw,” Krystal says while Amber’s expression says the same thing. “How did it end though? When did Jonghyun come?” Amber wonders. “Um… He followed me, the creep, and … well, he grabbed my arm and Jonghyun showed up, removing it,” I say and end with a shrug of my shoulder. Krystal is leaning forward with the fork in . “Was it romantic? Was he like … protective and cool?” Amber laughs. “It’s Jonghyun we’re talking about.” Her words make me laugh, but I know I am blushing by Krystal’s question. He was cool and protective; it was like a movie scene. Afterwards he wouldn’t let me leave his room until both of us had calmed down, we just talked or sat there in silence, then he walked me to my room to make sure I wouldn’t meet that man. Still, last night was … while I was scared about what had happened with the man, it was not him I dreamt of. I glance over at the other table, seeing Jonghyun look our way. “He probably heard his name,” Krystal giggles behind her hand. “Are you eavesdropping, brother?” Amber calls over to him, smiling and raising her hand. Jonghyun smiles. “I got no idea what you’re talking about,” he waves her off. I think I imagine him smiling at me before turning his face to those he is sitting with. Will I ever get over him? “Yo,” Julia says and sits down with us with her own tray of food. “Are you coming tonight, Amber?” “Coming where?” “After the after party, some of us are going to the pool,” Julia says. I sigh towards my food. Tiffany and Hyoyeon have been walking around scouting friends to meet up at the pool at the hotel tonight, not really for a pool party but to have some fun before everyone go their own directions. I look at Julia when Amber says she is not missing it. Julia looks happy. She has been talking about going to Australia tomorrow for her tour teaser; she is the last one of us to film the teaser. “Jinki, you’re coming tonight too,” Julia suddenly shouts out over me. “Boys allowed too.” “He-he, Maria already told us,” Onew says and gives her a wink. Does that mean Jonghyun is going too? “We have asked the seniors too, Boa said she won’t come,” Julia says and reaches out her tongue a bit at how exciting it is. “Which means Yunho is not coming either.” “Is the whole SM Town gathering or what?” Amber chuckles. “It better be a big pool.”   The concert has started, SM Town in Taiwan is enormous and backstage I can feel the reason why SM Town is a family. Everyone is talking to everyone, though there is a senior-junior way to talk, it is obvious we all belong to the same agency. I am feeling good today, a big difference from yesterday when my tiredness took over, and waiting for my first performance on the stage I am sitting on a chair next to it with Taeyeon who has finished her performance and is not yet going to change her clothes though her manager has come to tell her once to do so. We aren’t really talking, but yet it feels like I am sitting there hanging out with Taeyeon, maybe because we comment at times “I like that part” during the performances on the stage. F(x) is performing on the stage, and SHINee is coming to wait for their turn next. I turn a bit more towards Taeyeon to not have to see Jonghyun. Taeyeon and I sit quietly until the boy group walk up on the stage. That is when she glances at me. “You’re obvious, you know that right?” she tells me. “Obvious? About what?” She smiles at me. Taeyeon is very pretty, especially when she smiles. “He kept glancing at you,” she comments. I look behind me for some reason though I know they have already walked up on the stage. Taeyeon puts her hand on my head, just like Emelia tends to do. “I honestly do not understand what went wrong with you two,” she comments, her hand dropping down a bit on my back. “You adore each other; everyone knows that, the only fools stupid enough to ignore it are the two of you.” I look at her with a pout. Taeyeon rarely says these things. I have heard it from many people, but Taeyeon has never said it before. We have talked about relationships but never said things like this, or is it just the fact that I haven’t met her much this year? “Enough about that,” she pats me, maybe not wanting to start a deep conversation but still letting me know it is obvious for them to see. Then what am I supposed to do? I have mood swings when it comes to Jonghyun, I never know how to behave or how to react, or even how to look at him. I am so confused. I look at a staff member passing by. “Maria wants me to find someone during our promotion tour,” I comment in a low voice to Taeyeon, “To get over him.” “Just over a night or something?” she asks and leans a bit forward, glancing at me as I nod in response. “Is that their advice?” I nod again. I don’t want to get over him. “Maybe Maria is right,” Taeyeon shrug her shoulder and sits up straight, looking at the screen in front of us, watching my ex-boyfriend perform. “Maybe you should try to try get over h