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YEONJUN Pov:
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I walk out the bathroom with a song that is playing in my tongue. It is one of those kind of ridiculous songs that get on nerves and you want badly to burn whoever wrote them, but that doesn't disallow my lips to curl up into wide smile because of it. I am not sure though, but I sense something is promising me something special.

Staring at my reflection after I wore a white & blue tight and stretchy Mock-Neck tee with racing prints, white wide leg multi pockets pants and white high-top runners. I'd say that I tried my best to dress casual –maybe a little edgy– since I used to be wearing more formally.

I close my eyes, taking a deep breath and in sudden my sister walks in with another basket full of goodies, girls from her school tend to send me presents. It's sweet to know I'm still valued at my old school but it's irritating sometimes. I'm only accepting their presents as a way of appreciation and gratitude as long as they don't pick on my sister.

- ' YOOOi !!'

She exclaims then inquires further curiously, but innocently.

- ' Are you going on a date?'

- ' Yes, with few of my mates. Wae?'

I ask her back, slicking my hair back with the comb

- ' Nothing in particular. But, are you going with Kkyy?'

- ' I don't have only Kkyu as a friend,  Chae-wonah. But why asking?'

- ' I'm just having some mathematical issues for a practical test and I need him to help me with it. I know you have a hectic studies schedule that's why I don't want to burden you with my silly problems.'

She throws herself on my bed, arms extended back while crossing her legs.

- ' Uh. Never say that again. You're not a burden. But concerning your studies I will ask Soobin-ssi, he is better than us.'

- ' Yeah.. The Duke of Math!'

She sounds sarcastic, I stare at her reflection on the mirror. She pouts cutely, answering my unspoken question.

- ' You know I don't get along well with his sister. So I can't go to his place and consult him.'

I can't get why she and Taehyun dislike Minah. To me, she's sweet and easy-going and good-natured. Anyway, you can't force anyone to like someone else.

- ' When are you supposed to finish with your assignment?'

- ' Before Friday of next week, I believe.'

- ' Fine then, I will invite him over and see if he'd accept tutoring you. Now excuse me, I need to get going.'

I inform her, wearing my watch

- ' Uh. Sure. Thank you oppa! I love you to the moon and back over and over.'

She hugs me tightly then she left.

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Finally we are at the strip club. It is awfully busy considering it is only a Wednesday evening. There is barely any parking left but I got lucky as a person pulls out of their parking spot just as I am pulling into the lot. We park and get out quickly, we're moving to the doors of the club called "Young Passion" .

- ' You know sunbae, I bet you'd be a stunner in a racing suit! I'd give my all to see you at a racetrack!'

I blushed at Rosie's another remark as we approach the entrance of the club. Throughout the drive she was flattering my outfit and how it is a mind-blowing, and Heeseung couldn't agree less. It made me feel special, eventhough I'm still feeling anxious .

I stare at the blinking neon-pink sign above the entrance of the dimly- lit club as I walk through the doors, along with a few weird symbols that looked remotely erotic, though I don't really pay them any mind.

At first, I step into a big room with flashing light and very loud music. This sort of music is not really what I prefer to listen, it keeps drumming in my ears while Rosie and Heeseung quickly move around the room and walk toward the seats in front of the stage, nearest to the main pole. For a moment I lost them because of all the people that are stuffing in the tight space. I feel a hand pulling me. That is Hee. He pulls me along and soon we sit on a table near the stage, where several dancers are dancing. I sit in the middle, between my both companions.

Originally, I have thought it was a good idea but right now, as I am sitting at the leather couch, I think it is a bad idea, a very bad idea.

- ' What was I thinking?'

I mumble secretly, obviously I begin regreting to be in such places. I look around the club carefully, leaning back in my seat with my crossed legs. I left audible sighs while running my fingers through my hair. The room where I am sitting has numerous laser lights of different colors, one bar counter and then, in the middle of room there is a stage, where the strippers dance frantically.

- ' This isn't too awkward for you, is it?'

Heeseung asks me after he saw my discomfort. I bite the inside of my cheek, pretending everything's fine.

I tilte my head to my left side where I can see Rosie being busy on her phone. Once she finished typing something, she waves at a waiter who soon comes towards us. She orders three cups of Vesper Martini and the waiter doesn't take much time and comes again with the orders.

- ' I heard you are a fan of 'James Bond', sunbae.'

- ' Uh. Yes. I am.'

- ' Then you should try this one originated by your favorite spy.'

She winks and takes a sip.

- ' Once you'd tasted it, you don't want anything else.'

She adds. Her lips slightly brushed on my earlobe. I shuddered, smiling back at her.

I have never tasted this english cocktail, I only heared about it or better, read about it in one of "James Bond Series" I have. But I tried it curiously. It is very strong for me and very cold.

- ' Three measures of Gordon's, one of vodka, half a measure of Kina Lillet. Shake it very well until it's ice-cold, then add a large thin slice of lemon-peel. Got it?'

- ' Woah! Casino Royale! Do you read espionage novels?'

I inquire further.

- ' Oh yes. It's my favorite genre, Sunbae!'

I look at her amused, but I feel like blushing as she sounds somewhat flirtatious.

I take another sip and wince setting my drink down, stealing a brief gaze toward my female companion before looking toward the stage. It seems as if the show is about to begin. Hee elbows me saying something I didn't catch because of the loud music.

From backstage, three girls are all dressed in small camo skirts and  cropped white shirts with high heels. They are dancing around the poles which are attached to the ceiling.

Once again I feel nauseous and disgusted, probably because of the girls who each one of them tries to dance more seductive than the other one. After a while the girls make space for three other guys who come out from the backstage.

The first two guys are average looking male, there is nothing special about either of them. The one who is in the right side has an average height and looks a bit like a teenager DiCaprio with a nice haircut. However, the third male who has a slimmer figure catches my eyes for the first time. I feel like I saw him somewhere. The half kitsune mask he is wearing disallows me to know him. Though, he looks extremely attractive. His skin is perfect, fair, porcelain. I wonder what lotions he used for his skin to look that much healthy.

In the middle of the show Rosie pats me on my thigh, calling my attention. I unintentionally flinched at the contact.

- ' Sunbae! Could we drop honorifics?'

- ' Uh, huh?'

- ' We know each other for some long time now, I mean.. can I call you, Oppa!'

My eyes go wide, I am in lost of words and already start feeling warmth on my cheeks. After long moment I answered:

- ' Yeah. Sure.'

She smiles and waves for the waiter to keep bringing the drinks. Meanwhile I throw my gaze toward the stage to watch the show. I doubt I could continue on watching the dancers as Rosie's hand keeps 'accidentally' touching me every now and then.

I adjust my position, focusing my eyes on the guy, trying hard to figure out where I saw him. He has a red bandana on, covering his hair. He is dressed in camo pants and tactical boots like the other two guys. Apparently the concept of the dance has something to do with military. His chest looks toned and his six-pack is clearly visible under his sleeveless white see-through top, furthermore his arms look so strong. Lastly, he wears black fingerless gloves to help with his hold on the pole.

My eyes dart to his face and grow wide as I stare directly at him. There's something familiar with that side smile that forms in his slim face. Hell, I bet that I saw that guy and his naughty smile. But I still can't figure out where.

In my mind I'm trying to match his face with people I know.

- ' It can't be possible.'

I shake my head. Whoever he is, he is not one of my acquaintances. It's impossible to have friends work as strippers. Period.

Hee elbows me again, I guess he could tell exactly which guy I am staring at so intently.

- ' The masked dancer caught your eye, didn't he?'

Hee grins, turning back to face me.

- ' Why not go up there to the stage? Get closer to him?'

I give him a side-eye, declining his suggestion.

- ' Uh! I don't swing that way!'

Meanwhile and unintentionally I bite on my bottom lip as Rosie's tiny hand makes a contact with my inner thigh. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't take her hand off me, I froze. Literally.  Maybe it's the effect of alcohol in my system, but her fingers are doing things that are somewhat arousing.

Trying to distract myself from the unpleasant things Rosie is causing I look at the stage where the masked dancer moves around the pole, making the wave of girls scream.

- ' Oppaah! I bet you're better than that dancer!'

Rosie shouts, squeezing my arm while plasting on a grin. A scabrous grin kind of grin.

Totally disagree with her. The dancer is one of most skilled dancers there, he is flexible and he moves gracefully while he could hold himself up long enough to do tricks on the pole. He certainly knows how to work the crowd and make the audience go wild. I'm no comparison to him.

- ' By the way, do you lift weights? Your arms look so strong.'

- ' Huh. Uhm. I'm a martial artist so kinda yeah...'

I scratch my brow, feeling uncomfortable.

- ' Oh you're so perfect, oppaah! I heard you were a Taekwondoin, I'd love to learn Taekwondo lessons from you. Would you like to be my coach?'

I stare at her. Completely lost of words.

- ' There is a dojo in the nearby of the campus. If you're interested you can join them.'

I reply dryly. It's time for her to understand that she makes me uneasy. I turn toward Hee, he looks completely absorbed in the show, as he is moving his head with the rhythm. I copied his example and tried to concentrate on the show.

By the view and Rosie's hand traveling voluntary along my thigh I just couldn't stay any longer. I feel I am about to vomit and really need some fresh air. The restroom became a-must-to-go to release myself.

- ' It's time for me to go home. Catch ya later.'

I shout at Hee to hear me. I stand up before leaving, I am trying to walk to the restroom that are on the other side of the room. Yet to get there, I have to go to the other side of the stage.

- ' Come on Yeonjun-ssi, you will miss the best part that we come especially for!'

He shouts back but I am really in need to go to the restroom or I will be soon throwing up right there.

- ' Oppaa-ah! Why leaving so early?'

Rosie pouts

- ' I don't feel alright.'

- ' Do you want me to escort you?'

- ' No need for that. But thank you, Rosie!'

- ' Can you drive?'

Heeseung asks and I nod.

- ' Okay then. Catch you later!'

As I – a little bit drunkenly– make my way among the crowd. I can hear someone screaming through the loud speakers

- ' And now the thing that everybody has been waiting for... THE LAP DANCES!'

Everybody screams even louder, and before I have any time to react, all the dancers jump off the stage, and go into the crowd.

I see how the 'DiCaprio' goes for a girl who is already screaming something like 'Vernon'.

'Vernon' pushes the girl on a chair that is behind her and then without any shame he sits on her lap.

I keep looking at the sight embarrassed before I feel two hands carrying me and landing me on a chair I didn't know it was there.