"Really?"I asked.
"Yeah... how come I never see you? I always got out at 8"he replied.
"I always went to college at 7.30... and on weekends I usually at my room until noon..."I explained.
"Owh..."
"Do you perhaps live alone?"he asked.
"No... I live with my brother..."
"Which floor do you live in?"he sure asked a lot of questions.
"5th... room 513"I blurted out. Did I just said my room number to a complete stranger?
"What?! Seriously?"he said amused. "Is your brother Park Jinyoung?!"he asked excitingly.
I widened my eyes a bit and rose my eyebrow. I just nod in response.
"You knew my brother?"I asked.
"He is my hyung! And he never let us came to his apartment..."he dramatically pouted which I respond with a light chuckle.
"Why so?"I asked.
"Because he said there is a certain person that he won't us to meet... he said the person can harm us"he explained innocently.
That little piece of shit. He meant me. Little son of a-- huh.... why am I not surprised?
"By that certain person, probably he meant me,"I said, I really want to immediately go to Jinyoung's face and smack it with a frying pan.
"I'll make sure to place a frying pen up on his butthead as soon as I come home"I hissed.
Yugyeom is trying to hold his laughter but laughed anyway.
"S-sorry.. I-I can't h-hold i-it hahahahhahahahah"Yugyeom placed his hand on his stomach.
I tagged along and laugh with him.
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