She went to the library, searched for what she need. When she grabbed a book from one of the shelf, she met his eyes again.

"Maknae-ah! Wake up! Wake up, sleepyhead! Don't you have class today?" Oldest hyung* hit his maknae* with pillow. He didn't budge.

"Yah! Okay young man, if you're not going to wake up, i'm going to use my secret weapon." His hyung grabbed his chest and pinched his nipples. He felt ticklish and woke up instantly.

"Argh. Hyung. Five minutes. Just give me five more minutes." The maknae said raspily with his eyes slowly close again.

Oldest hyung chuckled, he knew that his maknae was tired. —They had a busy night yesterday. After the maknae headed home, it didn't take so long for them to went out again. They had broadcast schedules right that evening till night. It was very exhausting— He tickled his maknae again.

"Okay. Okay. I'm up. Just stop, please. Isn't it to early? What time is it?" The maknae stretched his body a bit, yawned and tried to reach his watch on the nightstand. 

"You'll be shocked" Oldest hyung said as he walked away from the maknae room.

The maknae checked his watch, thought that it's still 7, but it's 10!

"Shoot! I'm late!" He rushed.

The oldest was like a mother of the family. Being the oldest, he really raises his brothers, physically and mentally. He cooks, cleans, drives and many more. 

'If someone ask me, which member do i need the most, i'm definetely going to say 'this hyung'. The maknae thought.

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When he reached the classroom —with his covered face— he knew he was super late. His watch had shown it was already 30 minutes passed from the time. He decided to head straight to the library instead. He planned to finish his assignment to show Prof. Kim that at least he made an effort.

At the library, he peeked at yesterday's spot, hoping that it's empty. He knew sooner or later he would run into the woman again —They're in the same class though, always run away would make it more suspicious— so he just sat there when he found the spot's empty.

He walked back and forth from his seat to the bookshelf to search for references. After some time, he finally searched for the last book to finish them.

"Hmm, i think this one will do." He grabbed the book from the shelf and it happened again. He met her eyes.

Minhee faked a cough to break the silence. "Ehm. We met again" She said in awkward tone.

"Yeah." He said uncomfortably. Minhee must sensed his tone because she immediately got pissed.

"I need that book." She stared at the one the man picked.

"Not again." The man replied —annoyed.

He knew she's annoyed to. She walked around the shelf to came to him and snatched the book off his hand.

"I really need it this time. Just shut up or i will tell Prof. Kim that you ditched his class, even though you're already here." She walked away.

"Yah! You —!" The man shouted and tried to catch her.

"Shh!" Everyone started to shush him. He flustered and ended up losing her. She was fast.

'Shoot' He cursed under his breath and went back to his seat.

'What a bad day!' He took a time to calm down and started to do his assignment again.

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'What was that?! I can't believe i was hoping too see him before, like i won't turned up to be a hotheaded like almost every time he showed up.' Minhee grumbled.

She did what she need to do in class this morning. After class ended, she decided to go to the cafeteria.

"Dahae-ah, do you want to come with me? Let's eat something." Minhee asked Dahae.

"I'm sorry, Minhee-ah. There's a gathering with local Army this afternoon. I think, i'll eat there. Do you want to come with me instead?" Dahae teased her, one eyebrow raised.

"Oh no, thank you."  Minhee blurted out, without a second thought. "I'll just eat by myself." She smiled to her and walked away.

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Minhee ended up at the rooftop after she bought takeaway foods. Seeing people eating by themselves at the cafeteria always makes her don't want to be in their shoes. It looks lonely. So, when Dahae's not around, she would be here. People wouldn't see her alone. It's nice and quiet. She never met anyone here before. She sat on the floor, prepared her food and got herself a book from my bag. She started to eat and read at the same time.

Suddenly, someone came. She was startled. A man came, the criminal guy that made her annoyed earlier. She got so annoyed again about the thought that he was probably.. somehow.. stalking her. She felt that she had enough. It's too much for just a coincidence.

"Speak! What do you want from me?! I'll do what i can do, just please stop!" Minhee shouted while getting up and coming to him.

The man pissed as he heard Minhee shouting. "What are you talking about?! Are you crazy?" He shouted back.

"Why are you following me here, you jerk?!"

"Aren't you the one who followed me?! Don't pretend to be stupid!" He argued.

Minhee lost her patience to this absurd situation. "Followed you?! Aren't you a psycho?! You followed me, you crazy! You stalked me! Who are you that i need to follow you around, huh?!"

He's silent for a minute. He's confused because of Minhee reaction.

"Are you not a fan?" He softened up.

"What?! A fan?! Who are you really?! Michael Jackson?! Or his asian son, or his asian nephew, or his asian son's son, or his asian son's nephew. Or —" Minhee rambled on until the man shouted.

"Would you shut up?! I'm seriously asking you! Do you really not know me?"

"I'm seriously answering you. I. Do. Not. Know. You. I mean.. i just met you at the class yesterday, dressed like this." Minhee looked at him from head to toe and she continued. "Like a criminal. And after that you kept.. showing up.. every here and there."

"A criminal, really?!" He asked in disbelief. He took a few seconds to think and finally removed his cover. "Do i look like a criminal?" He posed, acted like a model.

Minhee rolled her eyes, couldn't take the situation anymore. "Look! If you want to act like a dummy, just do somewhere else." She gave up.

She got back to her seat, continued to eat and read her book, ignoring the man's presence. He sighed and followed Minhee to sit, positioned himself beside her.

"What are you doing?!" Minhee shouted.

"Calm down, you freak. I just want to sit. I'm tired" The man said.

'He, indeed, looked tired.' Minhee thought.

"Go somewhere else! This university is huge you know!" She glared at him.

"Oh shut up! This is public property. This spot here is not yours, right?"

"Tsch. The more i talk, the more you'll shout back at me." She gave up again, tired to bicker.

"What book do you have there?" He asked out of nowhere, peeked at the title of Minhee's book. "Jane Eyre? It's a classic, right?" He continued.

"What? You read this book too?" Minhee eyes narrowed at him.

"No. The cover looks classic." He chuckled. Minhee just rolled her eyes.

"Can i call you 'Jane'?" She choked on her food for a few seconds as the man asked.

"What?! What was that for?" She said, gawked.

"You can call me 'Eyre', instead of 'criminal'." The man glared and continued. "It feels better that we don't know each other." Suddenly, he felt sad.. and lonely.

"Whatever, Eyre" Minhee said lazily.

Actually, the man came up to the rooftop because he wanted to rest for a moment. He heard from the janitor before that the place was desolate, no one really comes up here. He was tired.. and sad.. and lonely.. but when he met Minhee there and she said "Eyre", he smiled. He felt relieved.

  'Can i have a real friend?' He asked himself.  

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