The walk to her dorm was surprisingly short. Her place is so close to the "park", no wonder she knew about it! I live quite far away. How could I have possibly known about this place? He tries to justify himself as he is still secretly embarrassed about his ignorance. Aish, nevermind. I know about it now. Cha Eun Sang, why are you always the one to introduce me to new things?

He watches intently as she rummages through her satchel purse with a slight pout. Her bag is not very organized. He decides to make little mental notes of the little things about her. They will come in handy one day. She pulls out her key with a huge smile on her face, like a proud child who had just gotten a good test score.

"Here we are!" She says as she opens the door.

They walk into her dorm, which is very modest. It was built for two people. I guess, there were no roommates available. The room consisted of two single beds (which were pushed together), bed side table, a desk (with a matching chair), her closet, and a small chair by the window. There are no posters or anything on the walls except for a bulletin board. The bulletin board is decorated with a million to-do lists and Polaroid photos. There a many photos of her, her family, and friends; but one particular picture catches his eye. It's one of her smiling brightly in front of the Hollywood hills.

"Ya Young Do!" She yells as she jumps in front of him, blocking his view.

He finds himself being somewhat confused by her actions. "Huh?"

"Don't look at the pictures, it's embarrassing." She says as she pulls him away from the photos and the bulletin board.

He can't help but laugh as she pulls him away, but at the same time he's really confused.

"You have them displayed, but you don't want people looking at them?"

"It's not like I invite boys over all the time.."

All the time? Does this mean she invites boys over some times? He's never been one to be possessive, but he found himself very jealous at that moment.

"What are you thinking about?" She's examining his expression closely.

"So you think of me as a boy?" He smirks.

She slaps his arm and he feigns a pained expression. "Well, you're obviously not a girl."

He raises his brows and nods slightly. I see you're still as good as arguing as ever. She tells him to take a seat, so he walks up to the chair by the window and sits there.

Eun Sang walks towards her desk and she bends down to open one of the drawers. This was the first time tonight that he could observe anything other than her face, as it was the first time there was proper lighting. She dressed very modestly in High School, hiding herself under layers and layers of clothes. The weather must have played a big role in that. It's a lot warmer in California than in Korea. Tonight, however, she's dressed in an all black ensemble of skinny jeans and a fitted v-neck t-shirt. We're both wearing black V necks, looks like we have things in common after all. He smiles slightly at the thought. Her jeans cling to her slender figure, accentuating her curves. He feels like a pervert, but he can't help but bite his lips as he looks at her bending figure.

"It seems I have run out of snacks, I do have some Ramyun though." She remains bending as she says this, scavenging through her drawer. Must be her food stash.

"Nah, I'll pass." He's still checking her out, feeling like a pervert the whole time. In the back of his mind he imagines what it'd be like to feel her body. He's suddenly transported back to middle school, and he was once again the kid that peeped up girl's skirts as they climbed the stairs. He was no longer in middle school and he had plenty of experience, but he still couldn't help but stare at her.

"Why?" She says as she looks back at him, her hair falling down her shoulders. He quickly averts his eyes to the wall.

"Aren't you hungry?"

I am hungry, but definitely not for Ramyun.

"No, but I'd like something to drink."

"You have to share though!" She smiles as she tosses him a bottle. Wow, good aim.

He's mesmerized by the way her hips sway as she walks saunters towards him, wheeling a chair behind her effortlessly. After a few seconds of being hypnotized, he forces himself to look away and takes a sip of the soju straight from the bottle. She reaches out for the bottle and he hands it to her.

Her eyes are glued on his as she brings the bottle to her lips. She smiles innocently before she throws her head back and gulps down the alcohol. Slowly, his gaze moves from her eyes to her lips, and then to her neck. She hands him the bottle.

"It's so weird to see you like this."

His statement makes her laugh. "How so? I am legal now, you know."

He takes the bottle from her. "Yes, I know you're getting old." Young Do smirks playfully as he says this. His expression becomes more serious as he leans closer to her, arms resting on his legs. "I'm just not used to seeing you like this."

She smirks back at him. "There are many advantages of growing up." Leaning towards his ears, she whispers, "You should try it sometime."

"Like what? I think I'm perfect enough already. It wouldn't be fair to the male population if I'm any more perfect."

She rolls her eyes and moves back into her seat. "What makes you think that?" Very deliberately, Cha Eun Sang raised an eyebrow at him.

This girl is mocking me.

"You're right, I don't think it." He stands, towering over her. "I know it."

Eun Sang stays seated. Young Do notices that her eyes light up. There's a mix of playfulness and calm in her voice as she casually commands, "Prove it."

Still standing, he bends down to her. His hands are resting on the arms of the chair. He hovers over her confidently. "You know that I'm perfect. But since you insist on playing this game, how do you want me to prove it?"

This causes her heart to fasten, but she regains her composure quickly. She instructs him to sit down as she crosses her legs. "You're tall, smart, and handsome. But can you sing?"

Oh, I got this. Young Do had often denied that he could sing, this must be where she got this idea. But the truth was that he had a lovely singing voice. Granted, he wasn't the best singer in the world with the biggest range but he was pretty good. Young Do clears his throat before he sings the chorus Taeyang's Wedding Dress flawlessly.

She claps slowly. "Okay, you're tall, smart, handsome, and you can sing. But can you dance?" She takes a sip of soju.

He had never been much of a dancer. When Myung Soo dragged him to clubs, he never danced. He much preferred to observe. However, as a child his mother had forced him to learn ballet. He stood up and did a perfect pirouette. Her mouth gapes open. Looking down at her, he winks as he says "Oh, I can dance."

The sound of her laugh is light and real. "Okay, okay. But these things are not enough to be perfect. One must have a good body." She challenges him.

I thought this task would never come. Young Do is not buff, but his body is very toned. He'd always preferred this look and nobody had ever complained. Slowly, he lifts his shirt to reveal a perfect V-cut. Her eyes widen slightly. He continues, showing his six pack and chest. She takes another sip of soju. He smirks at her before he takes his shirt off.

"So Cha Eun Sang, are you ready to admit that I'm perfect?"

Her eyes are fixed on his body and he feels a jolt of pride. So she checks me out too.

"I think I'm perfect too." She finally says.

You are.

He decides to challenge her the same way that she did him. "Oh, you think so?"

She stands up and walks towards him. "I'm cute, pretty, smart, musically talented, and also a great dancer."

"But these things are not enough to be perfect. One must have a good body." He quotes her.

She finishes the bottle of soju and places it on the floor, bending slowly. He can see some of her cleavage peaking through from the loose neck.

"Do you really want to see if my body is perfect?" She asks seductively as walks towards the bed. She sits with her legs crossed.

"Why don't you come find out?"

He bites his lips as he moves to her.