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Only a few days after Yeonwoo fought with Taehoon, the company received news from Bomi that his father had been in an accident. That was why every company member stood on the threshold of his father's hospital room, taking a peek. 

"Ji Yeonwoo. You alright?"
"H-How did you guys?" He asked, turning around with a surprised look on his face. 
"We heard from Bomi." Rumi said, placing some chicken on the counter top. 

"Ah..." Yeonwoo said, glancing at them suddenly taking over the room. He glanced at (Y/N) for a split second before continuing. "He's recovering right now. The doctor said he was really lucky this time." She listened to him speak, a frown settling on her face. Not only was she upset that her Jake was going to prison, and now Yeonwoo's father was hurt.

"What's with the grumpy face?" Taehoon asked from beside her, gift basket hooked by his arm with his hand in his blazer pocket. He took a bite of an apple from one of them. He did look good in his school uniform. (Y/N) was ditching the School Sports day and thankfully not in the horrendous uniform the class had decided on. 
"Whatever, you know those are for Yeonwoo's father, right?"

"I can't believe it, a hit and run in this day and age. I'm glad he's okay though." Their bickering ended as the familiar words hit the duo right in the face. It'd been such a long time. There was no way it was them, anyway. Those guys from Middle school. Her hands heated up like his blood was on them once again. 

"You coming?" Taehoon asked, placing what was left on the gift basket on the table. The company had left the room and stood waiting in the hallway. She glanced down at her hands again, ignoring their questioning gazes including Yeonwoo's. 
"Yeah. Coming." He watched her with knowing eyes as she walked in front of him, leaving the hospital with others. 

Plopping down onto a comfy white couch, (Y/N) watched Hobin and Gaeul bicker. "Can't you handle something as simple as this?!" She yelled, slapping his cheek with a thick black folder full of documents. A few moments later and the documents were signed. 

The group erupted in celebration, finally the Yoo Hobin company had an office. "Is this it? Isn't it just a regular house?" Rumi asked. They all stood outside a house, their luggage piled in front along with random gifts from fans. It was like their own personal hide out.

From the outside it was actually just a normal house, but that's what made it work so well. What about the Yoo Hobin Company was formal? That's right, nothing about it. 
"Still better than my place."
"Come on, let's take a look inside."