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Gentle waves were touching Mijoo's toes, sending chills to her spine. She was standing like a statue on the seashore, wearing Baekhyun's hoodie. Hands on her side, she sighed as she thought of something.

'2 days left until the big day. What if I can't perform well? What if something happened? What if my voice cracked? What if I tripped?'

What ifs filled her mind as she stared in the calm sea. They were on a trip at an island. It was for celebrating their debut. Staffs and their friends were present.

"Why are you here?"

A voice was suddenly heard behind her. She didn't look at that person and she felt his presence beside her.

"You always come all of a sudden. I wouldn't be surprised if I'll have a heart attack." Mijoo said and then she chuckled, the person beside her stayed silent.

"You're not answering my question Mijoo-yah." Chanyeol said. Cold breeze brushed past their skin as Mijoo closed her eyes.

"Why would I tell you?" She said, still her eyes closed. She heard Chanyeol scoffed.

He grabbed her hand, making her eyes open. Mijoo stared at him and then he shaked her hand.

"I'm Park Chanyeol, born on November 27, in Seoul, South Korea. I have a sister. Her name is Park Yoora. Playing guitar is my hobby." He paused and continued. "You know me now and I already know you so you can tell me the reason why you're here?"

Mijoo sighed at his stubbornness. "Okay. Fine. You win." Then she rolled her eyes.

Chanyeol dragged her down, making her sit on the sand. He took off his jacket and placed it on her thighs.

Mijoo began to speak. "We're going to debut right? It's just I feel like I can't do well when the debut stage come. I'm a drummer and PD-nim told us that we're going to sing and dance. I'm afraid that my voice will crack or I'll trip while dancing."

Chanyeol laughed. "You can sing and dance right?" He asked. The girl nodded. "Then you can do it. Just think positive."

"You?" Mijoo asked. Chanyeol pointed to himself. "Me? What?"

"Why are you here?" She asked, looking at the man beside her. She noticed that his hair was not brown anymore. It is black now. His brown eyes sparkled under the moonlight. And his smile that would melt anyone.

His face became a little bit red when she asked him. "Just getting some fresh air. I can't take the atmosphere in there."

"Hmm. Is that so? Why?" Mijoo asked again. She wasn't in there since she finished her meal.

"They're wild. I think they're sucking each others faces." Chanyeol answered and they laughed, in chorus.

They talked a little bit longer about their lives. They were comfortable with each other. Then Chanyeol said that he'll go now because he's sleepy. Mijoo decided to stay at the shore for a few moments.

Mijoo went in her room quickly because it's getting cold. When she opened the door, a squirtle plushie holding a bunch of pale peach roses welcomed her. She hugged the plushie and took the roses. She placed it on the table. She noticed that there's something on the plushie's back. There was a letter on its back.

'Only yours. Two words, three syllables and nine letters. That's what I want to hear from you. Do you like Pokemon? 'Cause if you'll ask me, I really love them. I will be a Pokemon that protects his trainer and my trainer is you. Take care. Goodluck on your debut.'

Mijoo chuckled at the cheesiness of the man. She read the letter again and noticed that there's no name on the bottom.

'Maybe he wants to be mysterious.'