Lottos was a Korean boy band, and an extremely popular one at that. While they didn’t bother trying to tiptoe through the absurd rules that most K-pop bands were held to, they still had quite a bit of fans. Their popularity (as well as talent of course) secured them a spot at the IPSAG, the International Pop Show Award Gala. It was there, amongst pop idols from all over the globe, they met you.

New to the market, a solo artist whose fans cheered and screamed when you came on stage to preform. Seol Joon, who the rest just called Ju, was the first to suggest meeting you. The group was curious, you were new, not just a new person but from a new place. That’s when them following you around like lost puppies started, well most of them. Bang Korain, or Kor as they called him, was who you assumed to be the oldest of the four due to the fact he’d constantly scold them for bothering you, not like they listened much.

Your manager, a sweet albeit not the brightest older man named Pedro, was ecstatic when Lottos’ manager, an older woman who was always referred to as Mrs. Hu, came to him with a proposal. Lotto and you would be flown out to a private mansion in Crete, Greece next to the Elafonissi Beach for a few weeks, telling Pedro it was for a promotional event. The news had been announced before you could refuse, so reluctantly, with the pressure of Lottos’ and your fans, you agreed. It wasn’t like you couldn’t refuse or leave, after all Pedro made it very clear he could get you out if you ever wanted to leave before the stay was over.

Because there was one of you and 4 of them, you got your own part of the large mansion which the boys swore to not interfere with; a private bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, living room, plus things like a study and a laundry room to yourself. It was rather nice there, an all expenses paid vacation and all you had to give up was your sanity. You had just woken up and gotten ready for the third day there, walking over from your side to the huge open living room that had windows for walls out to the backyard & pool, and which connected with the kitchen.

Seol Joon, or Ju - youngest and the sweetest, and Beom Kyu, or simply Kyu - second youngest and the troublemaker, were rolling around on the carpeted floor, fighting over what looked to be the television remote. Mo Hael, or Hael - the second oldest and the self proclaimed romantic, was busy sitting on the large sofa, scrolling on his phone. The eldest, and the unofficial father of the group, Bang Korain, or Kor, was in the kitchen making breakfast for the group. Usually you’d make your own in your kitchen, but it was better to bite the bullet now and socialize so this trip wasn’t completely wasted.