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We are all clearly surprised. So she does speak English. And her name is Bay. I nudge Lay to respond.

"It looks like you're okay," he smiles. "Will you be fine? Or does something hurt?"

She shakes her head. "...not a scratch. Well maybe just a little one." She holds up her left hand, showing him a tiny scratch on her palm. Chanyeol scooches closer to get a closer look and looks up, shocked, then gives her a weird look.

"Do you need a ride home or wherever you were headed?" manager-nim asks her politely and Lay translates.

She thinks about it and looks around her, a bit wary of something. "Actually, can I just tag along with you guys?"

"Wait you're a groupie?!" Xiumin blurts out from the back.

She arches her brow at the outburst, not understanding what he said and Lay scolds him for saying it.

"We just hit her with the bus!" he exclaims. He pauses and Chanyeol picks up his statement.

"We just hit her with the bus," Chanyeol repeats quietly.

"Is it okay? For her to come along I mean," I ask the manager-nim. He nods reluctantly and Lay gives her the good news.

"Okay boys, let's get out of the open," manager-nim says, ushering everyone back into the vehicle.

Lay leads her by the shoulders onto the bus and I follow, intently watching her silhouette.

Once aboard the bus, I take my seat across the row from Bay and Lay, who decided to stick with her until we get back to the hotel. I notice she's still a bit tense and lets her eyes wander around. The boys stay silent, Chanyeol is still very suspicious of the stranger. I keep unconsciously staring at her and I am pretty sure everyone is too. I tap her shoulder and she looks over at me questioningly. I offer my fluffy blanket, throwing in a gentle smile to make her feel more comfortable and she accepts it graciously. That is when I noticed that her hands are trembling a bit. It is no wonder. We did hit her with a bus and now she's with us, complete strangers, in said bus.

She flashes a small smile towards me, and even though we aren't able to communicate through words, we understand each other's good intentions completely.

"Ah, what to do? What to do?" manager-nim mutters to himself when we arrive back at the hotel. "Boys, watch over her, please. I'll get her a separate room for now."

"Wait a minute. Why is she staying with us?" D.O. speaks up. "Why can't we send her home? There's nothing wrong right with her now is there?"

"I think it's best to watch over her for now," Chanyeol intervenes, never taking his eyes off Bay. She still has the furry blanket wrapped around her shoulders while keeping her head down, refusing to look at any of us.

After manager-nim gets a key card, he gives it to Lay and asks him to take her to a room right across from mine and D.O's. Lay beckons her to follow but she stays where she's standing. "What's wrong? Let's get you cleaned up, Bay," he says in English but she shakes her head. She approaches me and pulls delicately on my sleeve.

"Please," she says in a word that I recognize in English. I look at her confused. Lay looks confused, as well. The other boys are already heading up, leaving me behind with Lay and Bay.

"Baekhyun-ah, I think she wants you to come with us," Lay says.

"Why?!" I ask, arching an eyebrow.

"Beats me," he shakes his head and heads towards the elevators, leaving me no choice but to follow with Bay still holding on to my sleeve.

Throughout the duration of the elevator ride, Bay has her head hung low, still refusing to make eye contact with me or Lay. If I didn't know any better, I'd say she's shy. However, something in the back of my head says she doesn't trust us. Not completely at least. But she had wanted to follow us, so there must be a reason why, right?

"I forgot to introduce myself," Lay smiles quietly, looking down at the top of her head. She snaps her head up and looks into his eyes, unfaltering. "My name is Lay."

She nods and looks up at me. I stare back into her big brown orbs, realizing she wants me to introduce myself as well.

"Baekhyun," I whisper bluntly.

"Baekhyun," she repeats, satisfied, under her breath and smiles.

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