Day was disgusted to find out that Chanyeol lived in the apartment next to hers. He would play games so loudly that she couldn't hear herself think, and she countered with loud music that made the walls shake.

To make matters worse, they always seemed to exit at the same time, and it would result in a race to see who could reach the elevator first. Daye had taken to bashing the button to close the doors, as Chanyeol wasn't above pushing her out of the elevator.

She was just getting ready to go out, in the middle of praying to the gods that Chanyeol would trip over his ridiculously long legs on the way out so that she could have the elevator, when a brisk knock resonated through her small apartment.

Figuring it was the landlord asking where her rent was, she opened it in the middle of pulling her sweater on. 

It definitely wasn't her landlord. No, this boy looked like he had no business being in this part of town. He was far too clean, and far too pretty. 

An easy smile rose to Daye's lips; even if he didn't belong, she sure wasn't complaining. Just looking at him made her forget her sour mood. 

"Oh, I didn't know Chanyeol had company, sorry."

Daye was too distracted by his face to notice what he had said. "Hmm? What can I do for you?"

The boy smiled, but he was clearly unsure of what to do, most likely feeling very awkward. Truthfully, he was struggling not to allow his eyes to waver down, to her neon yellow sports bra.

"Ah, I think I have the wrong apartment, sorry."

"Well, maybe I can help-"

"Oi! Baek, it's on this side, stupid."

Daye scowled, leaning forward so she could glare at Chanyeol, who had heard them and peeked out of his door.

"Excuse me," Daye grabbed her bag before shutting her door, getting uncomfortably close to Baekhyun. 

She pushed Chanyeol back into his apartment, before making a run for it towards the elevator. Then, she decided that she shouldn't be rude to Baekhyun, even if he was friends with her mortal enemy. She paused just long enough to grab his arm, holding tightly and pulling him along. 

He was too surprised to react, but he didn't resist, and they made it to the elevator safely. Unfortunately, she would have been better off abandoning Baekhyun, as Chanyeol ran in right behind them. 

"Why are you trying to steal my Baekhyun, trash?"

"Well, I was planning on saving him from your toxic presence, aren't I nice?"

"Just get out so we can use the elevator."

"No way, I was here first. I'll kick your baby balls if you try and push me out again."

Chanyeol scowled, but Baekhyun lay a hand on his shoulder. "Don't be mean, she's a lady. You don't just make a lady use the stairs."

"She's anything but a lady, trust me."

Daye smirked, crossing her arms and sticking her tongue out at Chanyeol when Baekhyun wasn't looking.

"So, Baek is it?" It was amazing how different Daye's voice sounded when she wasn't talking to Chanyeol. She almost sounded nice, not that Chanyeol would admit that.

"Byun Baekhyun, and you?"

"I'm Kim Daye, it's nice to meet you. You're really handsome, did you know that?" 

Baekhyun laughed, and Daye looked pleased with herself. 

"What are you doing with a prick like him? I can't see how he's a good friend."

"Oh, he's the best." Baekhyun hugged Chanyeol's arm, and it was his turn to smirk and stick his tongue out at Daye when Baekhyun was distracted. 

"Well, let's be friends too, I like you already."

"Okay sure! Hey, why don't you come with us-"

"No way am I letting a rat ruin our night out, Baekkie. Besides, she has to beg for money now anyways."

Daye glowered, clenching her fists to keep from ripping Chanyeol's hair out. She didn't want to scare Baekhyun, after all. 

"Oh, do you need money? Maybe I can - "

"No, he's just being a bitch, like always. I perform on the streets, and sometimes people give me money for it."

"She's a prostitute- ow!"

Daye picked up her bag off the ground from where it fell, after hitting Chanyeol square in the face. "I dance, not screw, but I'll screw with your face if you don't shut up."

"Hey, I could sue you for that!" 

"Or I could kill you before you can open your sinful mouth again!"

"That's threats of violence, you could be arrested!"

"Oh, I'll give you threats alright. How about I make every part of your face swollen so they match your giant ears, dipshit?!"

Baekhyun looked between the two in mild panic, as they began bickering, not noticing that the elevator had arrived in the lobby. 

"Hey, guys, we can get out now." 

"Oh, bye Baekhyun, have a fun night! As for you prick, you can choke." 

Daye disappeared down the street, and Baekhyun glanced at his friend.

"Is that the girl you were telling me about?"

"Yeah. She's a nightmare, isn't she? I mean, look at her, she thinks she can stand up to me? Disgusting."

Baekhyun smiled softly to himself, "I like her."