"Okay, idiot. Tell me, who the hell are you swooning over this time?" Wooyoung rolled his eyes, leaning against the wall and taking a drag from his cigarette, blowing out smoke. The sky was rather dark this afternoon. Hongjoong was the leader of a cult, and he was totally your type, just thinking about him makes you giggle and kick your feet.

"Hongjoong.." You manage to mutter out.

"And who is Hongjoong?"

Hongjoong was quietly standing in the corner, yet not in sight.