Heeseung looked at himself in the mirror. "Again," he told himself, starting the music from the beginning. 

The dance practice room. Who knew he'd be spending so much time here? Who knew he'd actually be working towards a debut? 

When he'd auditioned, he'd just done it to annoy his mother. But then he was taken in as a trainee because they'd said he was talented. 

Talented. 

They'd taken him not for his wealth or his fame, but because he was talented. 

He looked at the mirror again, ready to start, but the door opened the Sunoo walked in. Heeseung turned off the music, and Sunoo walked over to him. 

"It's kind of late," Heeseung told him. "What are you doing up?" 

"Why do you care?" Sunoo teased, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "You never used to," he said, pouting a bit. "You've changed." 

"No," Heeseung protested. "I've always been like this."

Sunoo laughed. "Oh really?" 

"Shut up," Heeseung complained, hitting his shoulder lightly. "Really, why are you here? Shouldn't you be getting ready to go to sleep?"

"I should be," Sunoo admitted. "And so should you. But there's a part of the dance that I'm having trouble with..." 

"I'll help you tomorrow," Heeseung said, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Let's go get some rest for now."

They headed towards the door, but it opened again, and in came their manager... 

With Jiyeon. 

Heeseung stopped in his tracks, looking at Jiyeon and the bags she was holding. 

"Your mother phoned," Mr.Park said, looking slightly annoyed. "She told me about the news being released tomorrow morning and said that Jiyeon should stay here, so you guys can spend more time together and get to know each other better. Show her around tonight. Her room is the empty one next to Aera's." 

Mr.Park left, leaving the three of them alone. 

"Who's she?" Sunoo whispered. 

"Nobody important," Heeseung snapped, glaring at her. "Find your way around on your own," he said coldly. "I don't want to see you."