notice: chapter 10 is before chapter 9 so please read chapter 9 first please!! and the reason it is first because i wrote chapter 10 before chapter 9!!

I end up going back up to my hotel room and getting changed into some baby blue flared jeans and a basic black tube top. I quickly become freezing because of the air conditioning so I decide to rummage through my suitcase to put on a grey hoodie.

Shortly after, Sam ends up walking in, letting her waves loose and wearing sweat pants and a plain grey t-shirt, gently putting her nike sports bag onto the ground.

She immediately plops herself down onto the bed, making direct eye contact with me. "You need to tell me all about this Kwon kiss. Now. Robby didn't want all the details, but I do. Spill it now." She chuckles, with her eyebrow raised in curiosity, her face revealing her sense of intense interest.

My phone buzzed at maximum volume, somewhat startling me for some reason, and on my lock screen it showed a notification on Snapchat "kwonjaesung has added you" then it buzzed again, I then went to turn down the volume and silenced my phone, and showed an instagram notification "kwonjaesung requested to follow you"

"No way, he added me on snapchat and requested to follow me on instagram?"

Sam's eyes widen when I say that and she immediately goes to peek at my phone. "Damn Ki, he has it bad."

I get that descending feeling in my stomach again but I playfully slap her arm.

"What are you waiting for? Accept his friend request and follow request!" Sam exclaims, with a sense of wonder and excitement.

"I'll just accept his instagram follow request and follow him back. I despise snapchat, I use it once in a millennium."

Hawk and Miguel said I should play with him after all. I mean, it's a good tactic for wanting to win." I add, attempting to examine the pros and cons of this.

"You're acting like you're not the one who kissed him, Ki. Also, forget what they said, if you like Kwon, then go for it! You shouldn't let them control your love life."

"You perchance might have a point Sam." I roll my eyes playfully and lightheartedly.

I quickly go onto snapchat and accept his friend request and swipe off snapchat, I refuse to talk to him on that app. Snapchat is the worst app ever, but it's everyone's main form of communication nowadays.

I then go onto instagram and accept his follow request and follow him, he then likes all 8 photos on my page and likes all the photos in my highlights.

"Sam, he just liked all of my posts and stories in my highlights, what does that mean?" I inquire curiously.

"Aren't you the one who's talked to more people?"

"Yeah, but they're usually nonchalant or whatever you wanna call it, it's extremely hard to tell but I never really care enough to look into it."

"Ooooooo, you care enough for Kwonnnnn." Sam teases confidently.

"Kwon and Kiara sitting in a tre-" I throw a pillow at Sam.

"Shut up!" I let out a series of hysterical laughter and begin gasping for air.

"You have such a smoker laugh, the smoking is getting to you." Sam rolls her eyes.

I pull out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes, light a cigarette, inhale and blow out the smoke onto her face. She begins coughing intensely.

"So what?" I ask, inhaling and blowing out smoke again, but not onto her face this time.

"You're not nice!" She sarcastically replies, while laughing and coughing at the same time.

"Anyway, tell me the details now, pleaseee." She politely asks, looking desperate to know.

"So, he just said I did good out there, I said you did good aswell I guess in like a sarcastic cocky way but in a way he knew I was being sarcastic not dicky, then he said he could take me on the mat any-day and he got closer to me, then I said oh yeah and got closer and then he said yeah and also got closer then I just broke the distance and kissed him them I said after a minute or so we should get back to the arena." I quickly blurt.

"Damn, that's angsty." Sams eyes widen.

"Angsty? Is this a smutty rom-com book?"

My phone loudly buzzes again. "Is that him?" Sam teases, pushing my arm softly.

I toss my cigarette butt in those little bins hotel rooms have and then go to check my phone, it reads, "Hello Kiara" from "kwonjaesung".

"Let's stalk his profile." I told Sam.

"What are you waiting for?" She replies, frantically relocating next to me.

We then go onto his profile, his profile picture is a picture of him in his karate gi with a cocky smile on his face. He has one highlight for karate and everything seems to be in korean but some things are in english. I read all of the english captions in his Korean accent. Thank goodness that instagram has a translate option.

He seems to have been doing karate for ages, just like I have because some of the stories are from a few years back and he basically looks like a baby. I then scroll onto his posts, he has 18 posts. A picture of him in karate gi, another picture of him, a cinema, a gym picture where he's flexing his muscles, damn, a picture of his karate dojo, another picture of him, him and a girl? Him and a girl?

What the hell?

I refresh the page to make sure I'm seeing it properly and then the post is gone. I look over to Sam.

"Did you see that or am I tweaking?" I ask her.

"You're not tweaking." Her tone shifts from excitement to disappointment and annoyance.

"Am I getting played?"

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