I looked at Minho.
Wow… why does he look so different?
I studied him from head to toe. His fair skin, that exposed collar revealing an even paler shade, and his slightly messy hair—it all screamed celebrity vibes.
Damn… he looked hot.
Wait—why was I doomed again? Oh, right.
I quickly turned toward my aunt. She was gone.
Of course.
"Aunt? Aunt?" I called, my voice a little louder this time.
No response. She definitely didn't hear me.
I looked back at Minho.
"What are you doing out?" I asked.
He sighed, stretching lazily. "I was thirsty. And before I went to shower, I realized it was your aunt. By now, she'd have left. So I came out." He paused, adding with a smirk, "And don't blame me—you guys weren't making any noise anyway."
I stared at him.
He wasn't wrong. If I'd just handed her the phone without all her drama… none of this would've happened.
But still…
"You still have to stay inside," I said.
"Stay inside and die of thirst?" he shot back, already heading toward the kitchen.
"And by the way," he glanced over his shoulder, his smirk growing, "does she even know me? You know… the celebrity part?"
"Of course she does! Even a child knows who you are!" I snapped, glaring.
He just smiled and kept walking.
"Hey! Where are you going?" I shouted, panic rising. I can't handle this alone!
"Kitchen. Water," he said, voice casual, not even looking back.
I turned toward my aunt again.
"Aunty…"
She looked at me, expression sharp. "Soheon."
"Yes, ma'am," I replied, bowing slightly.
"You have the celebrity that the entire world is looking for… in your house," she said, narrowing her eyes.
"Yes, ma'am," I repeated nervously.
"And he's your boyfriend," she continued, voice sharp. "So you two caused the whole world to panic just because he snuck out to see you?"
"Wait—what? You're getting this all wrong—"
Just then, Minho returned, holding a glass of water. He sipped slowly, completely unbothered, collar still wide open.
I froze.
Would you fix your shirt?! I screamed internally, my eyes practically burning holes into him.
He noticed and raised an eyebrow.
Ahh… why do I have to deal with two deranged people at the same time?
"Here," I said awkwardly, subtly pointing at his collar.
He looked down. "Oh… I left it open. I felt hot," he said casually, lowering the glass.
"You felt hot?" I frowned. "Are you sick?"
"I don't know," he said, tilting his head slightly, "Why don't you come check?"
"You—you're going back inside. Now," I snapped.
"First… fix your aunt problem," he replied calmly.
Oh. Right. Aunt.
I turned back to her.
"Soheon," she called.
"Yes, ma'am. What do you need? Just say it—I'm right here," I said quickly.
"And yet… you two are busy flirting," she said, crossing her arms.
That was it. I was done.
"You know what? I can't deal with this." I took a deep breath,"Aunt, he's my boyfriend. We're so in love—that's why he had to sneak out just to see me."
I paused, voice dropping a little. "I'm sorry if I caused the whole world trauma. I'll return him when I'm done with him."
My aunt gasped.
Minho choked.