Chapter 11

Before I came back to the dorm, I called my mom and it looked like she already know what happened and let me skip school for one more day. I don't want to go to school. Not now at least.

I was dropped of by the president's driver in front of the boys' apartment. I walked towards it, every step gets heavier. The president's voice kept replaying in my mind like a broken record. I couldn't block it out. I can't push it back to the murky depths of my brain where I can't get access to it.

"Ms. Kim, you do know that they are still a rookie and they still have a long way to go in this business." He paused. I nodded. "Good that you know. You're a smart girl, Ms. Kim. I know you are. So, I assume that I don't have to say the words out loud."

I perfectly know what he was talking about, but all of me objects and denies it. "I... do." It came out with a struggle, like a part of me was taken away from me. "But, I won't stay away. We're just friends and that's all it will be between us." I tried to keep a straight face, to not show him that the inside me wants to pounce him.

"Ha! Of course you won't." He placed his arms on the table and leaned closer. He continued, "Let's make a deal, Ms. Kim. I will let you be by his side. As a friend. But, when-"

"Hyunmi! Yah! Kim Hyunmi!" I shook my head and it took my mind of to everything that just happened. "Hyunmi, are you there?" I saw Doojoon's face near mine, I felt my hearbeat quickened. NO! A voice in my head screamed.

"I'm ok, oppa. Could you move? I want to rest. Mi ahn." I said. I walked inside their dorm, the president's voice still echoing in my mind. "But, when you feel like you're falling for him, you have to leave or if you choose not to, I will take him off Beast and I'm sure you don't want that to happen seeing how close you, him, and the other boys have become. So, do we have a deal, Ms. Kim?"




"I'm hungry!" Kikwang whined. "Hyung! Junhyung hyung! Is it done yet?" He turned on the sofa that he was laying down on. His stomach facing down, his head on the pillow.

"It's almost ready." Junhyung answered. "Is food and your body the only things you think about?" He took the pan and transferred its contents in a bowl. He called the rest of us for dinner after.

"Yeah." Kikwang said. "You know that I'm always hungry and my body is what made us popular. Right, Mi?" He gave me a nod and I answered him with a laugh.

"Mi, don't listen to him." Yoseob covered my ears. "Yah! Why are you so full of yourself?" A question that everyone besides Kikwang agreed to.

"No, I'm not. I'm just stating the truth. Hmph." He pouted and he looked cute and adorable. To make it short, childish. We all laughed like nothing happened earlier.



"Oppa, you ok?" I asked. We already finished dinner. Junhyung, Yoseob, and Dongwoon stayed in the kitchen to clean up. Kikwang went to his room and Hyunseung went to take a shower. Doojoon left the kitchen silently thinking that no one will notice him gone, but I did. I followed him in the empty living room.

"Yeah." He muttered. He didn't look at me while he did. He intently stared at... nothing. I sat beside him, ignoring the tickling feeling that my body felt when we made contact accidentaly.

I sat there with him. Both of us not saying anything to each other. The silence between us was not awkward, rather it was comfortable. I felt him shift his weight. I looked up from my hands and saw him looking at me. My stomach tightened. "What?" I asked, slightly backing up.

"What did you talk about with seongsaengnim?" he asked straight to the point.

"To leave you alone." I said frankly.

"Will you?"

"Aniyo."

He sighed in relief. "Thank god. Wait." He's smart, why did I think that he'll just believe what I said. "That doesn't make sense. He just won't let you stay like that. Is there anything you're not telling me?" I tensed.

I tried to relax myself and forced myself to look at him in the eyes without averting them from his. "Aniyo. That's all we talked about. He said fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Ne." I gulped.

"Yah, hyung. Don't you need to drop her off to her house now? It's late." Junhyung said as he walked in the living room with Yoseob and Dongwoon on his trail.

He took his eyes of me and looked at the clock that said 11:00pm. "True. Come on. I'll drive you home." I sighed in relief silently. "Ok." I replied.



Two weeks had passed since the paparazzi incident. I haven't seen any of the boys ever since then. I go to the same school as Doojoon, but I don't see him there. They're probably busy with their schedules. I told myself.

Since I came back to school, it had been tough for me. The three biggest fangirls in school targeted me. Writing nasty stuff on my notebook, dumping my text books in the trash, or 'not' intentionally pushing me. They did much more, but I'd rather not tell.

"Yah!" Here they come. I ignored them and kept walking towards the library. It's my only sanctuary because they're 'allergic' to it. Lucky for me. "Yah! Don't ignore me bitch!" I heard their heels making contact with the floor much faster. I walked faster. "Yah! I called you didn't I?!" I felt skinny fingers grab my right arm and forcefully turned me around. I lost grip on my book, big books, and it came down right at her perfectly manicured feet. "OUCH!" I backed away.

"OUCH!" she yelped. "BITCH! YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE, DIDN'T YOU?!" She kicked my books and limped her way towards me.

"Nope. Not at all." I shook my head and looked at her innocently. "But to tell you the truth, that was rather entertaining."

Her face burned crimson red as she walked towards me, digging her heels to the ground. "So you're acting tough now huh? Why? Because you know Beast? I know Beast too. They're one of the popular idol groups right now. I see them all the time too, in TV shows and music programs. Do you think you're better than us?" She glowered at me. I looked at her in the eyes, not backing out. I stood my ground and I'm not going to cower because of her. Never.

"Ha!" I challenged her. "I know you do. A lot of people does. But do you know that Kikwang whines annoyingly everytime he's hungry? That he stomps his feet like a kid. That Yoseob does not act like a maknae at home like what he does in shows? He acts much more mature." I breathed in. "Dongwoon, the maknae, he has a lot of aegyo behind his not so maknae like appearance? Junhyung. That oppa cooks for his members all the time even when they're not that good. He's the umma as you all know him, but from what I've seen, there is much more in 'umma'. Hyunseung knows how to have fun. He's just insecure in shows because of what happened back then. And Doojoon..." What about Doojoon? I can say a lot about him, but... "See... Doojoon... Doojoon is a-"

I realized that I miss him so much. All of them. For such a short time, I've become dependent on them, my only friends. All the things that happened when I was in their dorms for two short days came rushing in my head. Overwhelmed, I backed a step and I shook the images away.

"I don't have time for you and your crazy fangirl antics." I turned around, but I felt cold hands on my arm, nails digging to my skin.

"No, bitch. You're staying with me and we're going to have a little TALK." she said putting an emphasis on the word 'talk'. She turned the other way, yanking me with her in the process.

I tried to free my arm, but she has a death grip on me. I may be sick, but I'm not that weak physically. I noticed that she's struggling to keep a hold of my arm as I continued pulling it off her grip. "Let. go. of. me!" I yanked my arm. Hard. I broke free, but with a scratch. Bitch have deadly, manicured nails too. I bet she can take an eye out or two with those things. I will go run away from her before she tried it out on me.

"I'll give you an advice, I know you're a fangirl and all, but being a crazy one is not very appealing even to idols. So, bring it down a notch. It will help you in so many ways, like having a life maybe." I witnessed he eye widened, face burning, and jaw clenching.

She lunged at me, but I evaded her. "Don't mess with me!" she hissed as she lunges again trying to grab a hold of me again. I won't let her. "I don't get why it wasn't me. Why you?!"

"I wanna know why me too." I mumbled. "I don't have time for you, see. Homeworks. So leave me alone already!" My voice came out louder than usual. My breathing became harsher as I try to evade her. She's crazy. Huff... Huff. I don't think I'd last for another minute... or less.

I stopped on my tracks and put my hand out in front of me. "I have a proposal." I huffed, trying to catch my breath. She stopped looking confused. "What?"

"I'll..." I took another breath as I bend down to get my books. I felt her eyes following my every move, like a predator watching his prey and I am sadly the prey. "I'll give you a rain check and we can continue this lunging and evading game of yours. Araso?" I said and I ran away.



"You... Pabo!" I scolded myself as I leaned my back on the concrete wall. I ran as far as behind the last building of the campus. "You're sick... and... you ran... like... that." I slipped into a crouch, head on my knees. I'm getting dizzy.

The hot, burning feeling of the sun on my back wasn't helping either. Actually, it's making everything much worse. After some time, I finally caught my breath, but the dizziness didn't ease. I'm afraid to raise my head because I'm afraid that it may fall back down. I stayed in a crouching position.

I felt the sun off my back for sometime now and it felt good. I started to relax until... "You pabo!"