"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight," the young woman counted as she demonstrated the dance moves to the trainees. Go MiNam watched her, fascinated by her confidence and beauty.

"Wah, she's so pretty," Go MiNam mumbled to herself, feeling even more inferior than usual. It was bad enough she was pretending to be her brother, dressed as a mucky dirty boy, but being next to a pretty girl made her feel even worse.

"Yeah, she really is, huh?"

MiNam jumped as she realized ShinWoo had come to her side. He smirked.

"That's Jung Aimee. She's our dance choreographer," ShinWoo explained. "She's real close to the band. You'll probably meet her formally after practice."

"Oh, she's really close to the band?" MiNam asked. ShinWoo nodded.

"She's known Hwang TaeKyung since his childhood. They grew up together, and Jeremy looks to her like an older sister," ShinWoo said.

"Ah," Go MiNam nodded. "And what about you?"

ShinWoo paused a moment, looking at Go MiNam. She shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. Why was he looking at her like that?

But instead of answering his question, he simply grinned, ruffled her hair, and walked off. A few steps away, he turned around again.

"Pay attention to the dance. You don't want to be scolded by her," ShinWoo smiled. Go MiNam panicked slightly and nodded. She turned and watched the dance Aimee was demonstrating. She was so busy trying to memorize the movements that she hadn't even realized that everyone was looking at her.

"Go MiNam?" Aimee called. She stopped moving, and Go MiNam snapped back to reality.

"Uh, ah, yes?" Go MiNam stuttered. Aimee smirked at her.

"Come here, Go MiNam," she wiggled a finger at MiNam.

MiNam tensely made his way over to her. Aimee laid a hand on MiNam's shoulder.

"Were you paying attention?" Aimee asked.

"Uh, yes," MiNam nodded nervously. "But I'm new, and the dance is difficult for me to understand."

"I see," Aimee tapped her chin, studying Go MiNam from head to toe.

MiNam stood very still. She didn't know why, but she felt as if Aimee was a viper, ready to launch at her and sink her razor sharp fangs into Go MiNam's skin. MiNam shuddered at the thought. No, she told herself. Aimee noona is a good person.

"Has everyone else got the dance?" Aimee asked the other trainees. MiNam tensed even more. Was Aimee trying to humiliate her?

"Yes, noona," they all said, staring at MiNam.

"Good," Aimee nodded. "Then everyone practice. I will spend a little time helping our newbie Go MiNam out."

She gave MiNam a friendly smile. MiNam let out a deep breath. Aimee was not going to humiliate her. She was only trying to help. And Aimee did help. She was very patient with Go MiNam, though she snapped at MiNam once or twice. And once MiNam was able to get the basic of the dance down, Aimee left her to herself and went to help out the other trainees. MiNam watched her. The way her body was able to move crisply to the timing of the music, the way she smiled and laughed with the other trainees…MiNam couldn't help but feel as if she, herself, were a complete failure.

Aimee glanced at her, and MiNam quickly averted her gaze. Her face reddened. Why was she watching Aimee like that? It was very rude to stare.


I turned, and saw Go MiNam staring at me. As he noticed me looking at him, he quickly turned away. I smirked. Then, I turned back to the other trainees.

"Like this," I said, demonstrating the dance move again.

"Ah, okay," the young man said, copying my movements. I give him a light slap on the back and grin.

"That's it," I say. He smiles at me, and repeats the dance move to his friends.

"Yah! Noona, let's take a quick break! We've been practicing a hour now!" Jeremy called from the other side of the studio. I roll my eyes, but chuckle.

"Alright!" I shout loudly to the others. Everyone whoots loudly and begin chattering with their friends. I skip over to Jeremy and ShinWoo, my long hair bouncing on the top of my head in a messy bun.

"Great day today," I smile at them.

"Yeah, noona!" Jeremy grins brightly. ShinWoo smiles, but looks over her shoulder. She turns and notices he's looking at Go MiNam, who was tripping over his own shoes trying to get the dance move right.

"Yah! Go MiNam!" I call over to him. He looks at us and falls on his face. Jeremy, ShinWoo, and I rush over to him.

"Are you alright?" I ask, helping him up.

"Uh, y-yes," he stutters, scrambling away from me. I tilt my head at him.

"No need to be nervous, I'm nice to all my trainees," I reassure him, standing up.

He stands quickly, knocking into ShinWoo. He puts a hand on MiNam's shoulder.

"Are you alright?" ShinWoo asks him gently. MiNam simply nods, stepping away from him. I look at ShinWoo, noticing he's staring pretty hard at MiNam. Then, glancing behind me, I see Jeremy scowl at MiNam. What the heck is going on here?

"I'm Jung Aimee, official choreographer of A. and future stars," I say, winking at Go MiNam. "You can call me noona like everyone else. And sorry to put you out there like that earlier."

"No, it's alright," Go MiNam bows. "I'm sorry to take away part of your time."

I simply smile at him. He was so timid for a boy.

"Aish, I'm sweaty," Jeremy suddenly says, tugging at his beater.

"Alright, alright," I chuckle. "Everyone off to the showers!"

All the guys scramble to go. I grab my bags and make my way to the women's shower room upstairs. After taking my quick shower, I dress in a pair of jeans, graphic T-shirt, and white high-tops. I brush my hair and blow it out to dry. Then, after applying a quick coat of lip gloss and eyeliner, I grab my bag of gear and walk out.

Just as I step out from the locker room, someone rams into me, knocking me over. I let out a cry of surprise as I fall back on my butt. Looking, I see Go MiNam scrambling up the stairs. I look to my right and see Hwang TaeKyung running after him. He jumps over my legs, taking off after Go MiNam.

"Get back here you punk!" TaeKyung shouts.

I sit on the ground, dazed. Then, quickly, I scramble to my feet and grab my bag, taking off after them. I chase them to the rooftop where I see TaeKyung huddling Go MiNam.

"Please! Don't do this!" MiNam shouts.

"Give it back! I'm going to rat you out!" TaeKyung shouts back. That's when I notice Go MiNam holding TaeKyung's cell phone in his hands. I shrink back against the wall, watching. TaeKyung snatches the phone from MiNam, but misses and manages to only get a hold of the teddy-bear keychain.

"Let go right now!" TaeKyung says, yanking on the keychain.

"Please!" MiNam cried.

"You think you won't be caught if this disappears?!" TaeKyung shouts. I stare at them.

Caught?

"You're a fool! Let it go!" TaeKyung shouts. I step towards them, deciding to stop this. Suddenly, TaeKyung shouts, "Even if it disappears, aren't you still a girl?!"

I freeze.

Go MiNam is a girl?

TaeKyung yanks hard on the phone. It slips from MiNam's fingers, and goes flying over the roof's edge. Both turn and look to see the phone land on the top of the truck beneath the roof.

The two scramble back downstairs. I take off after them, wondering what the hell was going on. As I get down to the street level, I see Taekyung standing alone, fidgeting with his phone.

"Where is MiNam?" I ask him. He looks up, startled. Then, he scoffs.

"On top of the truck," he says, looking back to his phone. I look around.

"What truck?"

TaeKyung turns around, seeing that he's standing completely alone. My eyes grow wide, realizing what had happened.

"You're an idiot," I mumble as I run past him, dropping my stuff. I run as fast as I can, finally catching sight of the truck. I see Go MiNam on top of it, screaming.

"Go MiNam!" I shout, running after the truck. He, or rather she, glances back, and I see her face is glistening with tears.

"Aimee-noona!" she cried.

"Hold on, Go MiNam! I'm gonna get you!" I yell to her.

"Aimee-noona!" she simply screams.

"Yah! Stop the truck!" I manage to get close enough to the truck to knock my fists on it loudly. "Stop the truck!"

The truck continues to go and I stumble slightly. I fall over, my knees scraping hard against the street cement.

"Damn it," I curse, trying to stand up again. Just as I get to my feet, a figure rushes past me.

"Go MiNam!" TaeKyung screams, running after the truck. I watch as his long legs carry him faster and faster, but he doesn't catch the truck.

"Hold on! I'll stop it!" he yells, but the truck speeds up and TaeKyung begins to fall back. I get to my feet and begin to run as well But just as I get to TaeKyung, I see the truck stop at a stoplight.

"Go MiNam!" TaeKyung yells to her.

"Get off now!" I finish.

"Hurry! Get off!" TaeKyung screams. We both dash for the truck. Go MiNam stands slowly, shaking. She turns toward us. TaeKyung speeds ahead of me.

I watch in horror as the stoplight turns green. Go MiNam freezes on top of the truck and slowly, it begins to take off.

"Jump now!" I scream to TaeKyung and MiNam.

"Jump!" TaeKyung says to her.

And so, Go MiNam leapt off the truck. I watch as she falls on top of TaeKyung. I run towards them, worrying if either is hurt, but my bruised knees slow me down. When I do reach them, MiNam has climbed off of TaeKyung, who is groaning and muttering to himself.

"Yah, oppa, since when do you run so fast?" I ask, panting. He ignores me and groans again. "Are you alright?"

"No of course I'm not alright!" he snaps, rolling over onto his stomach and slowly standing. He flinches, touching his back.

"Hwang TaeKyung-ssi," MiNam starts, but TaeKyung shuts her up with a glare.

Without another word, TaeKyung starts walking. Go MiNam starts after him, but I hold her back.

"Wait," I tell her, walking up to TaeKyung. I spin him around.

"What?!" he snaps. I glare at him.

"What the hell is going on?" I ask.

"Did you hear everything?" he asked.

"Yes."

"Then you know what's going on already," he groans, turning and walking off again. MiNam runs up beside me. As TaeKyung walks away, I notice his sweater is torn and his back is bloody with scratches.

"Hwang TaeKyung!" MiNam calls after him. "I'm sorry! You got hurt because of me. Thank you for catching me."

She bows to him. He swings around, glaring at her. She flinches.

"You're right. I got hurt. I get dirty, smelly, wet, and sick because of you!" he snaps angrily at her. I stare at him.

"Oppa…" I start, but he shuts me up with a look.

"Are you sick? What should I do?" MiNam mutters quietly.

"Ha! What should you do? H-how in the world is this happening to me?" he mutters to himself. "I'm going crazy. Is this Candid Camera? Lee Kyung Koo!"

MiNam and I exchange looks. TaeKyung continues to call out.

"Lee Kyung Koo! Lee Kyung Koo!" he says. Then, noticing our stares, he scoffs at himself. "I'm really going crazy. Huh! Candid Camera! Geez…"

"Oppa, calm down."

"I can't calm down in this situation! I'm going crazy! I'm not like this!" he shouts. He points a finger at MiNam. "People call people like you a nuisance!"

I look at MiNam. The hurt expression on her face is almost heartbreaking.

"I'm sorry for troubling you," MiNam bows. "Please do whatever you'd like with me. I'll do anything."

"What should I do with you?" TaeKyung scoffs. "Being near you is unlucky. You're a walking accident zone!"

"That's enough, TaeKyung," I say lightly, but he ignores me.

"I'm not going to mind you anymore. All your accident, this whole business, has nothing to do with me," he muttered to MiNam. "So deal with it, and disappear."

He walked away, leaving MiNam and I standing. She starts to take off after him, but I take her arm.

"Leave him be. We need to get back," I tug on her arm. She purses her lips, and looks up at me.

"You…heard everything?" she asks slowly.

"I heard enough," I mutter, shrugging.

"Let's go. I need to talk to my manager," she mutters, and we both walk back to the dance studio together.

After a very long meeting with Manager Ma and Coordinator Wang, who I found were the two behind the MiNam scheme, they finally let me out. I went back to A.'s dorm with them in their van.

"Yah! Go MiNam, did you do something wrong to TaeKyung hyung again?" Jeremy suddenly shouts from beside me. He latches onto MiNam's chair, shoving his face into hers.

"Yes," she muttered. "I'm a nuisance."

"You did something wrong to him again didn't you?!" Jeremy shouted.

"Dongsaeng, I have a headache," I muttered, pushing him back from MiNam with my knee. He only sat up and latched onto her chair again as soon as I put my knee down.

"Yes," MiNam answered quietly. "I'm a walking accident-zone which causes fender-benders."

"What?"

I push Jeremy back again, but this time, to keep him seated, I stretch my legs out across his lap.

"Sit, Jeremy."

"But noona-!"

"Shush," I say loudly, closing my eyes and leaning my head against the window.

"Please drop us off at Aimee's condo," ShinWoo tells the driver. I open one eye.

"No, I'll be staying with you guys," I say quickly before shutting my eyes again.

'Why?"

I open my eyes. Jeremy and ShinWoo are looking at me. I give them a fake pout.

"I just miss you guys. That's all," I say, winking. Jeremy grins.

"This will be great! I miss having noona around to cook meals!" he exclaims.

I smile, shutting my eyes again. I remembered. After I'd fully healed and was able to walk again, no one could keep me still. I walked, I ran, I jumped. I lived with the boys for half a year more after I'd recovered. I cooked, cleaned, and kept things running around the house. Since I'd left, they'd all managed in their one and a half years without me, but it was 'not the same', as Jeremy said.