your p.o.v

I screamed into my pillow as I played back all the events that happened earlier. I bit my lip and punched my bed several times.

"Dammit, why do you care?! You don't even know this prick."

"That was cold [y/n]."

I nearly teared up when I remembered the expression sitting on his face before I turned and walked away. I smacked my cheeks to collect myself from the thoughts and heard a knock at my door.

I shuffled down the hallway and opened the front door to reveal Yoosung. He had several bags in his hands and a giant smile on his clearly tired face.

"I got ice cream, chocolate, candy, chips, soda, games, and movies. Can I come in?"

I moved out of the way as he set the bags on the table. I looked at him and he smiled quite awkwardly as he made his way back to me. He hugged me fully as I stood in his arms.

"[y/n]! Yo! Tae and I apologize for ditching you earlier!" Nari shouted as she burst through the door.

She gasped deeply as Tae ran in and ripped Yoosung off of me. Nari pinned him to the ground as Tae pushed me against the wall and stood between us two.

"[y/n]? Are you hurt?? Don't tell me he tried to take advantage of you! You can't just open the door without looking first! You're so careless." Tae pet my hair as he stuffed my head in his chest.

I pushed him away and grabbed Nari off of Yoosung.

"This is Yoosung. I'm his tutor. He attends SKY University also. So chill guys. Always jumping to conclusions." I clicked my tongue as I picked Yoosung up from the ground.

He stood behind me slightly as Nari squinted at him. I sighed and cleared my throat as Tae laughed nervously.

"Well, we were checking in on you! We'll be on our way now!" He grabbed Nari as she continued to stare down Yoosung.

"OH, HE IS IN MY ENGLISH CLASS!" She screamed from outside when I slammed the door shut.

"I am sorry about them. They're really obnoxious and they are idiots. It can't be helped I guess."

He looked at me then burst out laughing.

"They look like so much fun to hang out with!" He exclaimed and I smiled slightly.

"They are. Yoosung you can come chill with us if you want."

He smiled big and hugged me tightly as I hugged him back slightly. He let go and skipped to my kitchen where he fished for two spoons. I grabbed the tub of ice cream he got which was chocolate. I slightly bit my lip at the flavor and he mumbled.

"I'm guessing you don't like chocolate."

"I do!" I shouted and ripped the spoon from his hand then shoved it in the tub and squishing it into my face.

"Don't force yourself you goon!" He grabbed my hands and looked at me.

I had the spoon dangling from my lips as he looked at me. He blushed lightly as I pulled my right hand from his grip and fished in the bags for the salt and vinegar chips he got.

"How do you know Zen?"

He slammed with the question so early I stopped cramming my face full of the greasy food. I swallowed the morsel left in my mouth as he stared me down.

"Four score and seven years ago," I began when he shook his head. "Okay fine. But how do you know him?"

"Uh uh uh just a fan!" Yoosung laughed nervously as I grabbed his arm.

I squeezed his flesh as he flinched slightly.

"I can't tell you that information."

"And why not? Why can a normal college student like you know something I can't?"

Yoosung widened his eyes and ripped his arm from my grip. He bit his lip slightly as tears welled on his waterline.

"I understand now. You see me as a normal student. Probably think I'm stupid too."

"No. Yoosung, please. I'm sorry. Please don't go." I grabbed onto his shirt and he turned away.

"I thought you were different [y/n]. That hurt my feelings." Yoosung mumbled lightly before bowing lightly. "Thank you for having me here. I'll be seeing myself out now." He mumbled before leaving without grabbing any of the supplies he brought.

"Yoosung wait please!" I tried to chase after him to no avail.

I walked back into my apartment before clutching my phone in my hand. My phone lit up with a notification as I set it on the couch. It vibrated again and I walked over to it. I picked the device from the surface as I unlocked the screen, it lit up and flashed. A message was then revealed to show an anonymous sender.

"Hello. I have some advice for you in exchange for information." The message was followed by another. "But you have to promise to keep me a secret. Kind of like your personal info broker. My price is dirty little secrets. Is it a deal?"

"How can I trust you? Why are you talking to me like we're friends?"

"What do you mean? We already are. I know I perked your interest and you'll be the only one truly benefitting from this trade."

I could almost feel his smirk pierce me through the screen as I bit my lip in annoyance. He had me hooked on his fishing pole and was waiting to tire me out so he could reel me in.

"Okay deal."

"First point I should make. Hyun Ryu isn't one to trust. But as I give you this, it's your choice on what you do with it."

"I don't understand what you are quite talking about. I barely know the man but he can be trusted."

"That's an early judgment on your part. Continue that and you're going to live the rest of your days alone and miserable. I sense that you're already in love."

"How are your words beneficial? Also, how would you know all this information?"

"I am the one to ask questions and, my sources are reliable also classified. You can trust that one hundred percent."

I sighed at his reply and danced my thumbs over the screen as I thought of a response.

"So. How does that reassure me in how valid your first point was?"

"I'll answer that with another question. Can you truly trust a good actor?"

I didn't know. Could you?