Kitty stormed through the halls of KISS, emotions swinging between heartbreak, rage, and humiliation. Dae kissed Yuri. Right in front of her. No hesitation, no guilt just lips on lips, her supposed boyfriend kissing another girl. She had left everything behind for him. She had imagined their beautiful, romantic reunion, the kind of love story straight out of a K-drama. But instead? This. Shoving the door open to her dorm, she stepped inside, slamming it shut. She threw herself onto the mattress, yanking the blanket over her head, The front door creaked open. Kitty froze. Voices. Male voices. Sneakers shuffled, the door clicked shut, and then—

“Dae, man, you okay?” Kitty’s stomach lurched. Dae? Her entire body tensed as she heard him sigh like he carried the weight of the world. “No,” Dae muttered. “I messed everything up.” “Well, yeah,” Ming-Ho said. “We saw everything.” “Why?” Q asked, confused. “You and Kitty were supposed to be endgame.” Kitty held her breath. Yes, Dae. Why? “It’s not that simple.” Ming-Ho rolled his eyes. “You should of seen her face." “I know,” Dae admitted quietly. “I just hope she’s okay.” Kitty’s heart clenched. Oh, I dunno,” Ming-Ho said, teasing. “She’s probably hiding under a blanket somewhere, crying her eyes out.” Kitty, who was literally hiding under a blanket, sucked in a sharp breath. The room went dead silent. “…Did you hear that?” Q asked. Ming-Ho straightened. “Yeah. What was that?” They paused. Then, in unison—“The bed.” Kitty’s stomach dropped. Oh no. Before she could react, hands yanked the blanket away. She shot up like a vampire in a horror movie. “AHHHHHH!” she screamed. “AHHHHHHH!” They screamed. Scrambling off the bed, she stormed into the living area, snatching up her documents. She slapped them onto the table.“This is my dorm,” she declared. “See? Song Covey. Room 209. Me.”Ming-Ho and Q peered at the papers. Ming-Ho blinked. “Wait… ‘Song Covey’?” Dae sighed, rubbing his face. “Kitty… ‘Song Covey’ sounds like a boy’s name.”