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After a few days, I didn't go on a hiatus after a small talk with JYP and my manager. Although they were against my choices, they still let me be. They told me they would reduce my work to keep my stress low though, I was a bit mad when I heard but at least I still get to do what I love.

I told Junhan about it and he was a bit sad but still let me be me knowing that he couldn't do anything else about it. He said that if anything happens, to update him immediantly with a call or a text.

Honestly, Junhan is beginning to confuse me. We've kissed twice, one of them almost turning into a make-out session, and he still calls me his friend. I mean, so do I but I really don't mean it. I say it to cover up my feelings for him. Whenever he says the word friends, he says it like he means it. As if we didn't kiss at all, as if we were never attracted to each other before. It's frustrating, and very confusing.

These days he's been a bit teasing towards me. If we pass by each other in the halls of the company, he would either wink at me or say "Hey" in a very attractive and teasing way.
I know it's wrong thinking of Junhan that way.. but he seriously stands out to me.
Although it's been a while since the hospital incident, I still can't stop thinking about what Junhan said before Aera and Yuki woke up.

"Noona, I-"

"Nari, you're slacking." Yuki shakes me by holding my shoulders, rocking me back and fourth. "You said you want to do as much work as you can before 6."

"That doesn't mean shake her aggressively to the point her guts is now a milkshake." Gunil laughs.

Yeah, Gunil.

Xdinary Heroes is now with Celestial for some extra tips. They will be showing us what songs they have learnt so far and Happy Death Day after we show then a song of ours that they choose.

"Right then, what song do you guys want us to do?" Chunja asks as she suddenly jumps out of her seat, making Jungsu and Gaon slightly jump.

"What about Not Mine? It's my favourite song of yours." Junhan asks with a slight smirk as he looks at me. "Who produced it?"

"I did." I mumble as I sit up from my seat, going over to my guitar and wearing the strap, playing the start of my part and sighing. "Let's play."

"Oh, I'm falling in love."

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