"Hey, Hyuna!", I heard Mark shout from the bottom of the stairs, "Wanna come with Doyoung and I to the convenience store? We're just gonna pick up drinks"

"Yeah, ok!", I shouted back from my room.

Summer was definitely here. All of us had a lot on our minds, but Taeyong always did his best to keep us in high spirits. This Saturday afternoon, we all agreed on having a barbeque.

Every one was busy downstairs with helping each other grill everything, so I went to my room for a while. I was really happy when Mark asked me to go to the convenience store with them though; I hadn't been out of the house in a while since so many mafias were looking for me.

I threw my shoes on and went to open the door.

"Hyuna!", someone called me.

"Yeah?", I turned around and saw Jaehyun walking towards me.

"Hey, just remember to bring mace, ok? If you run into anyone, spray it at their chest and run"

"I know", I said, "I can handle myself"

"Yeah well things are different now"

"Fine", I smiled and tucked a bottle of mace Jaehyun handed me into my finger glove.

"Alright, have fun. Grab some wine"

"You sound like my dad", I laughed and shut the door behind me.

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"What kind of fricken wine does he even want?", I asked Mark and Doyoung as we walked around the convenience store in our flip-flops.

"Just grab a bottle, you can't go wrong", Doyoung mumbled.

"There are so many though", I bit my lip as I looked at all the bottles.

"This one looks fancy", Mark handed me a bottle.

"Mark", I sighed, "That's sparkling water. Not alcohol"

"Oh..."

"I'm gonna check out the other isle", I said.

The convenience store was pretty empty for the most part. When I walked into the next isle, there was another guy there, but that was it.

"Jaehyun likes this one", someone said to me.

"Why didn't you tell me-"

I looked up, expecting to see Mark or Doyoung.

But it wasn't Mark. It wasn't Doyoung either.

"Excuse me?", I looked into the eyes of the stranger. He had dark eyes and a young face.

"When we grew up together, he liked to buy that brand"

"You're being a creep", I told the guy straight.

"You really are just as mouthy as everyone says you are"

"And who's 'everyone'?"

The guy took a step closer. "The other mafias"

I picked up my hand and went to flick the switch of my mace bottle.

It was jammed.

"What do you want, Hansol?", I asked.

"Take a wild guess", he answered.