Chapter 61 - The Perverted Stalker (Part 1)

The Blue Team was named victorious and won the gold necklace. They only gave us one, so we decided to let Ha-jeong have it, making her very happy. Afterwards, we did another mission, but it was really boring. On TV, it looks fun, but in reality, it’s just meh. It really does come down to the editing team. Anyways, we wrapped up around dinnertime. Oh, Guk-jong disappeared for a bit while we were filming and he came back with small cast on his arm. He claimed that it was because he fell and hurt his arm while running around for the second mission, but I of course knew it was because of my kick. He apparently got a small fracture.

“Good job, everyone,” I said to the cast and the crew members with a bow. Well then, time to go home. Manager Lee was waiting for me earlier, but I told him to go ahead, because I had dinner plans. It was rather last-minute…with Christine, that is. She suddenly said that she wanted to grab coffee with me. She’s a lesbian but I mean, I’m technically a guy so there’s nothing weird about it. And besides, we really began to get along after filming Un-Position Rapstar. We text each other almost every day. It’s mostly Christine texting me, but still. And as I text her, I realized something. She’s not just pretty and shameless…she’s very shameless.

“Sian, good job today,” Ha-jeong said to me. I took her hand with a smile.

“You too, Ha-jeong.”

“Hey Sian, can I have your number?” Ha-jeong said, holding out her phone.

“My number? Why?”

I put in my number as Ha-jeong’s smile turned shy. Was she really not a lesbian? Why are there so many girls who like me? Maybe my girl crush image is coming on too strong.

“Let’s hang out sometime.”

“Okay then,” I replied with a nod. Seriously, where is the girl from this morning? Well, it’s not like I mind though. Why would I reject when an attractive girl says she wants to be my friend? Let me repeat – I am a guy.

“There’s no need to be so formal with me. We are the same age anyway.”

“Sure.”

“Hehe. I have to go now, but call me, okay?”

“Alright.”

With a wave, Ha-jeong left. Her backside really was a work of art though. A toned butt with beautiful and sexy lines showing off her fine legs and a small waist. It was beautiful. She really is an attractive woman. Suddenly, Min-joon was standing in front of me. My face became dark again.

“Sian!”

“Yeah?”

Ugh, this guy really couldn’t get a hint.

“Um…would you like to…well…maybe…get dinner…with me?”

“No,” I said immediately.

Was he crazy? Like I would go out with a guy. Oh wait. I told Christine I would meet up with her. Should I pretend to be a lesbian? Then he might just leave me alone. And it might be fun as well.

“Well, okay then. Let’s go.”

“Oh! Really? Thanks!”

That made Min-joon happy. Did he like me that much? I felt like throwing up.

“But I already promised a friend I would meet her so I only have a short time to eat.”

“Okay! It’s more fun to take things slow anyway.”

Did this guy really think that I was starting to be attracted to him?

“Whatever. Let’s go.”

And with that, we headed for a restaurant.

***

We ended up at an Italian restaurant and the prices were expensive. It was the kind of place that I would only go to if I had Jinwoo’s card, but Min-joon didn’t seem to care as he told me to order whatever I wanted. Then again, he was rich so this was probably just pocket change to him. Hence, I decided to not care either and ordered whatever I wanted. As for the price…well, let’s just say the first number was 1.

After dinner, I told him that dessert was on me. I do have a conscience, you know.

We went to a café and sat in an area where there weren’t that many people. I ordered the coffee. One iced Americano for me, and one iced Americano for Min-joon. Since I hadn’t received my paycheck yet, I had to save as much as I could.

“Thanks, Sian.”

Min-joon seemed satisfied with his drink as he took a sip. He just looked very happy overall, but that would change very soon. I had a plan.

“Is it okay if my friend comes here?” I asked. That friend was Christine.

“Oh, of course. I’ll just say hi and then leave.”

“Thanks.”

“But are you free tomorrow? I would like to have a real date tomorrow – a longer one. How about a movie?” Min-joon asked, sounding extremely hopeful.

“A movie…I’m not really into that stuff,” I rejected with a smile.

Min-joon smiled as well.

“You keep saying no. If you continue, it’s not as fun Sian.”

He really didn’t get it.

“And if it’s not as fun?”

“Then I might have to attack you. Hahaha.”

He gave a soft chuckle, probably a little embarrassed.

“Hahahaha.” I laughed. The moment you do, you’re a dead man, Sir. I’m Sian Lee.

“You have a pretty laugh. Oh, what did you think of the food? Was it good?”

“Yeah, it was. But wasn’t it really expensive?”

“For me, it was akin to buying a piece of gum.”

“That’s an expensive piece of gum.”

We both laughed again. Suddenly, I got a text from Christine.

Hey, where are you?

In your heart.

Pffft.

Christine laughed. Then she added.

I’m here at the café.

Come to the back.

Okay!

We ended our conversation and soon after, Christine showed up. She and Min-joon recognized at each other and exchanged awkward greetings.

“Hi.”

“Oh, hello.”

Since they were both famous, they would certainly know each other.

“So you’re the friend Sian said she was meeting…” Min-joon said with an awkward smile.

“Yeah. And you were the guy Sian said she was going out to eat with.”

“Yeah. It’s nice to meet you like this in person. You’re very popular these days.”

“Yeah, I guess so. Hehe.”

Christine seemed to like hearing she was popular, because she had a bright smile on her face. She’s probably known for being shameless.

“So are you two really good friends?” Min-joon asked the two of us.

“Yes. Really close friends,” I said, taking Christine’s hand. I oh-so-casually placed our hands on the table. That made Min-joon tilt his head a little. But he soon nodded, as if he understood. Girls do hold hands with their friends. He probably thought there was nothing more to it.

“You holding my hand first makes me nervous.” Christine giggled bashfully. Min-joon tilted his head again.

“Do I? Then what about this?”

I interlocked our fingers together. Min-joon’s eyes became wide.

“Sian, what’s up with you today? Hehe. Are you doing this on purpose to put me in a good mood?” Christine said, blushing. Min-joon’s face was now very confused.

“You’re just really pretty today.”

Then I leaned in and gave her a small peck…on the lips.

And that’s when I heard a horrified gasp.

“Ah!”

It was Min-joon.

Christine, who was also surprised by my sudden kiss, looked at me with wide eyes. Min-joon’s jaw dropped in astonishment.

After I separated from Christine, I looked at Min-joon. Was he okay? He remained frozen in his surprised state, so I spoke up.

“Hey, Min-joon. Now that I think about it, I think I do have time tomorrow. Let’s go see a movie.”

“Oh, uh…what…?”

Suddenly, Min-joon got up from his seat.

“Um…I…uh…bathroom…be right back,” he said.

“Okay,” I said.

As soon as I did, Min-joon hurried over to the restroom, and he didn’t look back.

“Sian, we didn’t agree on a kiss?”

“I just decided to add it. What? You didn’t like it?”

“No. I did,” Christine admitted with a shy smile.

“Anyways,” she added, “Since I helped out today, you’re taking me to the movies tomorrow, right?”

“Sure. Let’s go.”

***

A few days passed and now it was evening.

We all gathered in the living room for the first time in a while.

Yoo-young, Ji-hyun, Jia, Jumi, Rhinzi, Yooin, Hainan, and me.

“Good job today, guys,” said Lovely Girlz’s leader Yoo-young. We all applauded. Usually, we had music programs, public events, and commercial shooting all in one day. By the time we got back to the dorms, we were usually too exhausted to do anything more than just sleep. So it’s been a while since were able to just gather around like this.

“Is it true that fans sent us presents?” Hainan asked, taking a seat next to Yoo-young. The youngest out of all of us at just eighteen. She was at an age when receiving a present was the best thing that could happen to them.

“Yeah. They’re in my room. Do you want to open them?”

“Yeah!” We all answered. We gathered the presents and began to open them one by one. There were matching T-shirts and some other really pretty stuff.

“What’s this?”

I ripped the paper off a box. Suddenly, Hainan was next to me.

“Sian, don’t be so rough,” she scolded. “The fans took their time to send it. You should be gentle.”

“Oh…uh, right.”

I went back to opening the present, gently this time. Hainan. She was young, but had a tendency to act older than her age. Which is why instead of me telling her what to do, you could say that it was the opposite way around.

Anyways, I opened the box and the first thing I saw was a mouth guard. And then a pair of boxing gloves. There was also a letter. It read:

[I would like to see you fight again! Please have another match!]

“…”

Sorry, but I have no intention of hitting another person (for a show anyway).

“Yoo-jin, you should use this since you grind your teeth in your sleep.”

I passed the mouth guard over to Yoo-jin. She really did grind her teeth, to the point where it was really concerning.

“Thanks, Sian.”

Yoo-jin readily accepted it. She put it into her mouth and nodded, looking satisfied.

“What else is there?”

I opened another present, and this one was weightlifting gloves. I opened another big one that had protein supplements. A long one had a sword inside.

“Wow…thanks.”

I really was grateful to my fans for these gifts. Just then, Jia, who had been sitting next to me, threw a box away from her with a scream.

“Kyaah!”

“Huh? Jia, what’s wrong?”

I wrapped my arms around Jia. She immediately collapsed into them and began to cry. What kind of present was it to make sweet, beautiful Jia this upset? The other members checked inside the box that Jia had thrown and their faces were equally shocked.

“What kind of sick pervert sent this?” Ji-hyun spat out as she closed the box.

“Give me the box.”

I passed Jia over to Hainan before taking the box and opening it.

“Whoa.”

It was quite a sight. There were multiple photos of Jia naked. But they were definitely edited, because they were not Jia’s body. Her boobs aren’t this big. I should know – how many times have I shared the shower room with her? We just took a shower together before this. Well anyways, what kind of sick pervert would make photos like these and send them? I wanted to find whoever it was and bash their heads in.

“What’s this?”

It was a condom.

“This…”

It was a DVD and I bet more than anything that it was a porn film.

“Wow. I can’t believe this.”

That’s when we heard it. A strange sound coming from the window. We all turned to look. And there, right at the window, was a strange man looking right back at us.