10 out of 10 Points ( AnyBer oneshot collection)

One Thing (Jungshin x Amber)

So, technically...this was written and inspired when I had this crush on this guy who looked a lot like Jungshin from CN Blue (their both quite similar actually you know...like the face, hair and their bassists). No, I don't have a crush on this asshole anymore lol. Looks are definitely deceiving but anyway enough about my past crushes and onto this story lol

Hope you enjoy this! :D

"Ahem, you're staring at him again."

It was just another hectic day in the show champion studio. Absolutely everyone was on their toes, rushing from one room to another, everyone except for one Amber J. Liu.

"No, I'm not!" Amber sputters incoherently, flushing in a lovely shade of crimson because Jaejin, her co-host, had just caught her in the act for the eighth time in a row and it certainly was no surprise to him to find her rooted on the same spot.

Amidst the chaotic background, there she was, inconspicuously hiding behind the numerous life-sized standees displayed right outside the public restrooms. Why was she even there in the first place? Well...

"Seriously, are we really going through his again? Why don't you just go up to him, and wish him good luck before the show ends and he's nowhere in sight by the time you finally have the lady-balls to talk normally to him. Jeez, how difficult could that be?"

Apparently, it was a lot easier said than done. It has been three years since FNC's second rock band debuted to the public, approximately two years since Amber was acquainted to the famed group and exactly five months since she has been secretly doting on a certain brunette bassist. Never in her life has she ever experienced such anxiety breathing the same air as the said person. I mean, she's practically friends with everyone; a notable social butterfly. She was once a normal human being but not until Lee Jungshin decided to fill the missing piece to her heart's complicated puzzle.

It all started the day the rapper slash string instrumentalist cut off his famous long onyx tresses. Hair beyond the terms of 'boy-cut' was extremely normal especially for metrosexual males but since it was a common fad, he never stood out in Amber's visual parametrical terms and conditions of 'crush material' and it wasn't like he wasn't attractive to begin with. Strange as some of her closest friends would view it since Jungshin was always present whenever his group leader would invite the petite tomboy to their weekend get together with the rest of the FNC artists and come to think of it, both seemed to have exchanged numbers and text each other every now and then. Well, she always saw him as just a friend; the mysterious single phrased individual who enjoys satire yet tends to be a closet clown type of friend. Straight as a stick but she has the outmost tendency of unintentionally placing most of her male friends in the infamous friend zone. Seemingly, a lucky individual is about to make history of being the first to escape the endless realm.