My Honey Bunny Sweety Mon (1/2)

SM Management was a big office block, roaring high from the main and bustling roads of the city. And Dami was a high society chick who drove a sexy black Mercedes. Her cousin, on the other hand, was a bottle of bubbling red soda that bounced on the edge of the passenger seat. You could say Yeonhee was overly excited at the thought of working at SM, but of course, that would be too much of an understatement.

Before Dami could even turn off the engine, Yeonhee had already charged towards the building's entrance.

And because Yuri had led a tour for Dami around her workplace countless times before, Dami knew exactly where to dump Yeonhee before scurrying off to class. But because Dami was running late, she had no choice but to leave her cousin with only quick instructions to DBSK's practice room, which Yeonhee took down sub-consciously within her overly hyped mind.

And so Yeonhee had disappeared, leaving Dami the concession to speed to her prissy little private college in peace.

The air-conditioning had slapped Yeonhee in the face from the instance her foot had stepped inside. But it absolutely did not erase the immense grin that stretched out her face in a somewhat queer manner. Luckily, there was no one behind the counter to frighten with such a look. The seat of the receptionist sat empty as Yeonhee fumbled inside her mind for the instructions Dami had left her with. OK, so hop in an elevator and go to level... 4? 5? 8? Then turn uhh.. left? Right? ...Noooooo memory, why do you fail me so?! T^T

"Are you looking for anyone?" came a deep voice, shattering Yeonhee's deep exploration of thought.

Spinning around, Yeonhee connected the voice with its face only to jump as she instantly recognised the man that stood before her. She could have sworn within the silence and time it took to finally rub off her dumbfounded expression and bulging eyeballs, that her heart had paused for a millisecond, before pacing itself a hundred miles an hour.

"I..uh.. um.. I... er.. DBSK.. looking... for... yes......?!" she sputtered, stuttering herself into a mental institution if it weren't from the weight of her feet that glued her down.

He was a man tall in statute, and so very very handsome. "It's OK, I'll take you to them." Siwon offered with a smile, holding back the giggle that bubbled within his throat.

YOU ARE A NICE MAN!!!! she wanted to cry at him, resisting the urge to curl her arms around him and hug him. But she mentally slapped herself silly from such a thought. Keep your cool, Yeonhee! No molesting of Super Junior members infront of security that are looking at you funny! She warned herself as she felt the piercing glare of the two security guards stationed beside the counter.

And so forcing her feet to unfasten themselves from the vinyl floor, she followed the ever-kind Siwon towards the elevators. But as they headed towards the sliding metal planks, another man had appeared from behind, his face is much beautiful than girls, Yeonhee thought."Who's the girl?" he whispered.

"I have no idea, but she's looking for DBSK."

"Wonwon, you sure are nice to their fangirls..."