I'm on the tram on my way back from dropping curriculum vitae all over the city. I didn't eat this morning before going because I was too stressed, so now I'm sitting there starving.

I could have stopped somewhere and bought food, but as my search for a job proves, I don't have much in term of liquidity.

I spent a ridiculous amount of money for Nine Knots albums I can just stream on Spotify last week after all.

I shouldn't be spending frivolously anymore.

There will be food at home. I can hold out until I get there.

The tour around the city was kind of brutal. I tried to find places that might not have put adds online, but didn't look too shady.

The walk around the city would have been nice if I hadn't been stressing over the interactions.

In general, I'm outgoing. I don't have problem with talking to strangers. Old people usually try to talk to me on the bus actually. But looking for a job is a different thing.

            There's just something stressful about it, like making an official phone call. Or any phone call to someone you're not close to.

            Anyway, it's no use to dwell on this. I survived. Most people just took my CV without a care so, I'm not holding out my breath, but at least this is a start.

This is me not sitting on my ass and actually trying to do something with myself.

I'm listening to Nine Knots song, Ties. The chorus goes, "I'm severing the ties, I'm breaking the lock, I've given up hope that we'd make up. I'm running away, as fast as I can, I never wanted to play this game," and I'm finding myself singing alone in my head.

I've realized that my cousin wasn't wrong when she said that their most popular songs are not necessarily their best ones.

They're got really good songs. I can admit as much. They're catchy and they play with styles a lot. It's not just super pop all the time. There are some that feel folk, some that sound more rock and others kinda R&B too. Some stuff is electronic, some has acoustic, they've got one with like violin super dramatic.

I actually enjoy the variety. It's like they're trying a bunch of stuff and having fun with it.

And their goddamn lyrics are catchy.

I really hate that Dot was right and that they're actually good.

I'm also ashamed of the fact that right now my phone is opened on Tenth Knot's Wattpad account.

This could become a problem...

Finally, I get out of the tram, and walk the short distance from the stop to our apartment complex.

I'm taking my electronic key fob out to get inside when my phone rings.

It's Dot. I pick it up, scanning my key and walking in.

"OHMYGOD, where are you, where are you?" Dot almost shouts in my ear.

"I'm walking through the lobby, why?" I say and head to the elevators. I press on the button going up and wait.

"Get on Instagram right now! Nine Knots is doing a live stream! Jae is talking about you!" she says in a rush.

I kinda freeze. "What?"

"HANG UP! Stop talking to me! Goooo!" Dorothy orders me.

"Okay, okay," I reply, say bye and hang up.

I don't know why, I suddenly feel like super stressed. Like, I'm almost shaking.

What the fuck is up with that?

The elevator doors open. I walk in while I get on Nine Knots official Instagram page and click on the live.

Jae-sang's face appears, with Luan sitting beside him. They're in a car.

The comments are coming in like crazy.

Jae-sang still looks just as good.

I think he looks better in real life though, if that's even possible. Maybe it's the smile. He doesn't look particularly happy at the moment.

"Erin is writing a dish track," Luan says.

Who's Erin? Wait, is it Erin the rapper? They did a song with her. It was everywhere for about a month. I'm pretty sure it was for some soundtrack.

And she might have been the one in wedding pictures with Luan.

"Yes, Erin is writing a dish track for all of you haters now. Seriously, we invite her to a wedding and she gets hateful messages? Again? It's like you guys don't even listen to us. Anybody who sends anything hateful to anyone is not a fan of ours. Period," Jae-sang says.

He doesn't look really happy. He looks a little annoyed actually.

"Yep, same thing for Mia, poor Mia. Why did you invite her Jae?" Luan asks him.

"Because I never learn apparently and I can't have friends that are girls."

"You guys need to leave Mia alone too," Luan adds.

"And once again, Kiss Cam girl. Please leave her alone." My heart sorts of beats faster for some reason. He's talking about me. But I'm Kiss Cam girl, not Naree. Did he forget my name? Probably. I'm not actually important. And I shouldn't be taking this personally. He's actually doing something right now. I didn't think he'd say anything about this. It's been almost two weeks. For a second I actually think about Tenth Knot. Does she actually know him and said something to him about this?

"Honestly, I have no idea how any of you managed to find her," Jae-sang continues, "but our team looks over everything you know, all the media stuff, and told us you guys have been spamming her social media accounts. Like, honestly, I'm almost impressed. I'm a lot more violently scared, though."

Oh so, their team told them about this. Makes sense. But I'm not entirely convinced either.

"You guys are basically saying you never want us to kiss anyone ever. So, please stop daydreaming about us dating you immediately if we're not allowed to kiss anyone," Luan says to the camera.

Wow, okay, they're not scared of the backlash that could get them.

I'm slightly impressed.

I read some of the comments that are coming through. It's mostly all hearts and people asking them to say hi or I love you in different languages or agree to be their boyfriends for five seconds, or to wish them happy birthdays, and some weirdos are asking for them to kiss each other.

And the toxic ones here and there are claiming that either of the boys are theirs, and that Mia and Erin and me can choke and die.

Luckily, there are soooo may comments scrolling that Luan and Jae-sang probably barely have time to see the more negative ones. Some people are calling them ugly and untalented and gay.

I think about their song Troll, and the specific lyrics "calling someone gay, was never an insult."

This is probably not their first rodeo. I still find it so odd that some people that hate them find the time to go on their lives to insult them.

Who's got the time to waste on people they don't like?

"We're only allowed to kiss each other," Jae-sang agrees.

"Ah, yes. Come here Jae," Luan says and grabs his face.

Jae-sang makes a face and kind of weakly slaps his hand away. "Sorry, it's not you I love this week, it's Xufeng."

"Cheater."

Jae-sang smooches his lips at his bandmate.

"Anyway, that's really all we came by to say, our schedule is hectic at the moment, because we're planning a lot of fun stuff, so we can't really hang around longer. The boys are waiting for us," Luan explains.

"So, please can the problematic people stop ruining the fun for the vast majority that acts like sane human beings and we can go back to the fun stuff without having to worry about what you guys will be sending anyone we talk to," Jae-sang whines. It could sound mean, but the way he says it, like a little kid whining is actually adorable and I find myself chuckling at him.

And for a second, I think, I kissed him.

I shake my head.

"And thank you to all of you that are actually understanding and don't take everything personally and seriously. You guys know this by now, we're not serious people."

"We're chaotic people," Jae-sang agrees.

"Please don't take anything my chaotic children do seriously. They're not house trained yet," Luan says, making a face.

I chuckle again.

"Yes, we keep peeing on the carpet. It's a problem," Jae-sang says, nodding his head sadly and I burst into laughter, my hand going to my mouth to muffle it.

Luan slaps a hand on his forehead, closing his eyes, discouraged. "Why? Why did you say that?"

"You said house trained?" Jae-sang says, raising his hands beside him, like he's got no clue why his friend is reacting like this.

"And you automatically think peeing on a carpet?"

"Yeah? You don't?"

Luan rolls his eyes and ignores the funny-ugly face Jae-sang is making beside him. "That is all, we're leaving now. We're almost there anyway. Thanks again, we love you guys. And if you're stalking and harassing anyone, please stop, it's not cool and we don't like it."

"If you have time to waste, go stream our songs. And like, find a hobby. Scotty loves knitting."

Luan rolls his eyes again and waves. "Byyyyye."

"Annyeong," Jae-sang drawls waving his hand, and the live stops.

I look up. I'm still in the elevator. Someone just came in and looks at me weirdly. I forgot to get off on my floor.

Oops.

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Hello hello! Sorry! I completely forgot what day we were! 0_0 I am sooooo out of it. Lordy lord.

I hope you liked this chapter. I love my crackhead baby Jae. XD

And I enjoyed the fact that we're getting more into their songs and the band now. I have such fun stuff planned. hehehe

I've also put the same comment thread I added to the last chapters because I assumed most of you didn't read them. So I'll add the two same and then we should be back to new stuff next week. Sorry! I'll get my shit together eventually! XD

See you in a few! <3