"Hey, I heard (Y/N)'s going to join the upcoming dance competition"

"Can she dance?"

"Hyo Min's going to win though..."

"Yeah, I agree with you"

"Just because her brothers a great dancer doesn't mean she is too"

"She's so full of herself"

"Such confidence. HA"

Those were the loud whispers that surrounded the hall. From left to right, from behind and up front, they talked about one topic. That's obviously me. Their gazes were full of judgement, criticism, and worry. The atmosphere was suffocating.

"Let's prove them wrong" Ah Yun comforted me with a bright smile. I nodded back. Who cares about what people think?

"I have somewhere to go today. Make sure you eat later, you didn't have lunch. I need to go bye~" She patted my shoulder before leaving.

Jeongin also had an appointment to go to today. Guess im going home alone.

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I was waiting for a bus while listenting to music. It was Eric Nams 'Good For You' . Suddenly an arm wrapped around my shoulder. I turned to the right to see who it was and it was Changbin.

"Where's Jeongin?"

"He needed to go somewhere" I replied.

The bus arrived and we both got in. It wasn't crowded in the inside, and we were able to sit together.

Later, after a few minutes, my stomach started aching. It was very painful. I couldn't keep still. I kept moving around my seat.

Just when I leaned forward a little bit, a loud and awful smell spread inside the bus. It wasn't me though. I looked around and everybodys attention was on me. I laughed nervously, "It wasn't me...".

They started whispering.

"No, No, no it's not--" Just then, the second wave arrived but this time it was three times as horrible than the first.

"IT'S ME!" Changbin exclaimed, raising his hand as his eyes rotated around the bus. I looked at him confused but he just smiled back at me.

Then the old lady who sat behind me tapped on my shoulder, "You should be glad this young man is kind enough to take the blame for you" She grinned.

"But its not--" I tried to explain but she shushed me. This time I raised my brow at Changbin but he raised both of his fists with a thumbs up.

---

We got off the bus. Finally...

"Were you actually the one who farted back there?!" I asked him. He was dumfounded and his expression was blank.

"Weren't you the one who farted...? I took the blame because I thought..." He was speechless. My mouth threatened to laugh out loud but I didn't.

"If it wasn't you then who was it?" We asked each other.

(Note: The old lady kept giggling as they left the bus and continued to fart and blame people)

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"It really wasn't you?" Changbin was still shocked from the incident until we reached home. He kept repeating that he embarrased himself infront of a lot of people and how he couldn't believe I wasn't the one who released that awful smell earlier. It was funny at first. Seriously.

We finally reached home.

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It was already 10 in the evening and I was deciding on a song to use for the contest. What kind of dance? Hip Hop? Contemporary? There are a lot of types of dances and music, its hard to pick one...

The doorbell rang. I rushed out of my room to open the door.

"Delivery" A guy that wore a gray hoodie held out a cake infront of me. He had a low voice. His hair was dyed blonde and styled to the side. He also wore round Harry Potter glasses, and had a piercing on his right ear.

He looks familiar...

"Oh sanitary pads!" He snapped his fingers and pointed towards me with a bright smile. My face flushed red as soon as he finished his sentence.

"Oh.. you're that guy" I laughed sheepishly with my face facing the floor. He laughed a bit.

"It's okay, things can happen" he answered.

"You're a delivery guy? Don't you work in a cafe or something?" I asked him. He shook his head.

"I can have multiple jobs you know" he laughed again.

"Anyway, when I was on my way to deliver a package for someone here, a guy came up to me and told me to give this to (Y/N). That's you I guess?" He shrugged.

"How'd you know the exact location where I lived...?" I was suspicious of him. He blinked twice before smiling.

"He told me the apartment door number, isn't that obvious? Plus, he mentioned being your manager" He laughed again. Geez, this guy is cheerful. But that obviously made sense.

"(Y/N) right? That's a pretty name " he scratched the back of his neck. I thanked him before he left.

Oh I forgot to ask his name... Do I need to though? We literally just met. But what if we meet again and I don't remember him... gosh that would be embarrasing. But then again, he's just an aquaintance.

It was only after I closed the door that I noticed the cake. It had stawberries on top and the icing was a mix of pink, purple, and white colors. It looked pretty.

I called the others who were still awake to share the cake.

"Oh right, manager told us that he'll bring food today" Seungmin said. We all got ourselves spoons and started digging in.

It was delicious...

I coughed.

"Are you okay?!" I heard someone shout.

I suddenly had a hard time breathing.

"(Y/N)!!"