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Hey Girl: 09

2008-04-17T23:45:00.003+08:00

Chap 9 (when everything makes sense)

The next morning I woke up from my beauty sleep. Actually no, I practically jerked up from bed because my alarm went off at 7 sharp - I thought I was late for school. But then later I found out that it was a weekend and that I am free from school stress for the day. Thus, I decided to continue sleeping for another hour. Putting my head back on my fluffy pillow, I started to toss and turn. The conversation I had with oppa replayed in my head.

“I seriously love her and she didn’t even know it,” those were his last words after slowly letting everything out, which marks the ending of our conversation last night.

‘So who is Andee? How does she look like?’ the curious me thought.

I turned to my left then to my right. I couldn’t stand the restlessness; I sat up straight on the bed staring at my laptop screen on my study table.

“Yah! Jiyul-ah are you awake yet?” Jaejoong oppa’s voice was heard after he knocked twice on my bedroom door.

“Neh. What is it oppa?”

“I’m making breakfast. Let’s eat together. Palli, come down.”

“Neh. Arraseo. Give me 10 minutes.” With that reply, I dashed all the way to my bathroom.

Back in Chungnam, I never actually bothered freshening up before heading for breakfast. But it’s different here, especially living with oppa’s friends. I have to portray a good impression. Ahhh! The pressure. Tell me about it. I put on my sweatpants and a random tee. Then tied up my hair neatly.

Making my way down the stairs, I saw Yoochun sunbae scribbling in his black notebook with toast and jet black coffee in front of him, Yunho sunbae reading the papers with a NEW mug filled with juice and Jaejoong oppa serving scramble eggs that he just cooked on a fresh new plate, I suppose was meant was me.

“Here you go.” Oppa handed me the plate with scramble eggs and toast.

Before I could even put my heavy butt in the seat, a hand stretched right into my face.

“Yah! Can’t you go stretch somewhere else?” I aggressively pushed Yunho sunbae’s hand away from my face.

But he did it again, “10 bucks! Where is it?” His eyes still focused on his papers.

‘Gosh! Will he just stop it? It’s just a stupid mug which I can get for 2 bucks at the departmental store. Bugger!’ I thought to myself.

“later!” I answered him short but still unable to take my seat.

“You better pay up now!” His hands moved nearer to my face.

Feeling vexed, I hit the papers in his hand and ran upstairs to get the money, mumbling away under my breath.

‘Stupid mug. Stupid Yunho. Gentleman, my ass. Stupid girls for going crazy over a stuck up jerk. Pest.’

With the 10 dollars in my hand I slammed it onto the table, “Here! Those girls in school must be stupid to go crazy over you.”

Jaejoong oppa and Yoochun sunbae was giving me the ‘oh-you-did-not-just-said-that’ look. But I don’t care. I was frustrated. He just ruined my day by messing with my emotions.

“Oh oppa, I’m not hungry. I’m going out for a run now.” I said as I drank my glass of milk and made my way out of the house. I could not stand looking at yunho’s face the next minute. I needed to get out of there.

I jogged my way down the street, thinking to myself.

Omo! I just said those girls were stupid for going crazy over him. Among those girls, I’m one of them. That means I’m stupid just like them. Ok this is seriously bad.

I breathed hard.

I am not stupid. I was just deceived by his charming looks, that’s all. Of all the good-looking man in the world that includes Oppa and Yoochun sunbae, his personality stinks like the sewer down the road.

I breathed in hard again. Then, I slowed down when I saw a familiar face near the park.

“Maya-shi! What are you doing here?”

“Hey, Jiyul! Fancy meeting you. I had just finished my run. What are you doing here?”

“Running. Heh. Wanna grab something to drink?”

“Hee. Its funny how I keep getting in your way when you’re running. Sure, Let’s go.”

We stopped at a nearby store and bought our drinks.

“So, you live nearby?” I asked.

“Neh. About 2 km away I think.”

“You mean you ran all the way? Great stamina you got there.” She was flustered.

“It was nothing. I used to run everyday in London.” I nodded my head acknowledging her.

Just then my phone rang,

“Yobuseyo.”

“YAH! Where are you?” Jaejoong oppa was on the other line.

“Jiyul-ah! Gwenchanha?” Yoochun sunbae’s voice came. He must have taken the phone from oppa.

“Yah! Give it back!” I heard Jaejoong oppa’s voice. I guess they were playing tug-o-war with the phone.

“Oppa! I’m not a small girl anymore. I know how to take care of myself. Don’t worry about me. ”

“Jiyul-ah.”

“I’ll be back in an hour.” With that I hung up the phone.

“Your brother? Did anything happen at home?”

“Neh. Ani. Just a little problem. Nothing too serious. Sorry about that.”

Maya smiled. Seriously, she had the sweetest smile. Her hair was cut short with straight neat bangs covering her forehead. She was wearing a cute tee, black track pants and running shoes. I noticed that she has this natural glow in her.

“Lets have a sit there and we can talk till we get tired.” I suggested.

We were having a real conversation. Yes, I was really making a conversation with a new friend. Oh boy, do I felt elated. This is like my first time making a real friend. Forget about Junsu and Changmin. I don’t even think they considered me as their friend. After talking for about a quarter to an hour, I saw 3 figures running towards our direction. There were 2 males and a female.

'Speak of the devil.' I thought. I straightaway stood up and waved my hands to them

“Annyeong Junsu-shi, Changmin-shi.” I greeted them and then smiled at the girl running with them.

“Oh Jiyul-shi. Annyeong.” They stopped in their tracks and greeted me back. The girl running with them doesn’t look that happy.

“Oh yes. This is Maya, my friend.” I introduced her.

“And this is my Nuna, Andee.” Junsu replied.

Andee hit his arm, ‘What did I say about calling me Nuna?’ she whispered to him.

‘Andee? Ok that name just ring a bell.’

“Annyeong haseyo Andee-shi” both Maya and me greeted her in unison.

She acknowledged us by nodding her head.

“I guess, we’ll make our way first. See you around in school.” Junsu said and they quickly ran off.

I was too focused on Andee that I didn’t notice someone close-by staring at the running figure without even blinking for a second.

'was that the Andee that oppa mentioned last night?'

A/N: Yay! Another update. Why? Because mum promised that I could use the cable but broke the promise in the end cause she was seriously engrossed in the online game she was playing. Howells! Another update doesn’t hurt right? Listening to TVXQ – Beautiful You on repeat was even better. It helped soothes my emotions. For this chapter, I wrote it out of scratch. So it kinda looks limpy and sounds lame. I apologize for that. Oh yes, if you dislike stories with dialogues please acknowledge me cause I seriously want to constantly improve myself. Then, I can promise to write a better chap next time round. Okthanksbye.

Hey Girl: 08

2008-04-07T16:10:00.002+08:00

Chap 8 (the date, the friend.)

“Chagia!” he called out as soon as he saw her sitting alone at the corner of the cafeteria.

Her favourite drink; green tea was still left untouched on the table. He knew she had been there for quite a while as he observed the condensed water droplets dripping at the sides of her glass. The most significant thing was; that wasn’t her true self.

He knew she was still upset over the incident earlier. Lately, she would just stare into space and ignore everyone else’s presence. He missed her, his jovial and bubbly girlfriend. It seriously bothered him, for he knew he was the one to be blamed for all this.

“Yah. Yoorim-ah.” he touched her right arm lightly to get her attention and sat down next to her.

“Neh?” she turned. “Oh, oppa. When did you get here?” she added.

“I miss you.”

She smiled. She knew she wasn’t being herself lately. She knew she hadn’t been there for him when he needed her, ever since that incident. Most important of all, she knew he wasn't the one to be blamed.

“I miss you too.” She answered truthfully, pinching his puffy cheeks and ending it with a light peck.

“Let’s skip last period.” He said short, pulling her lightly out of the cafeteria.

“Why?” she asked, astonished.

“Just felt like it,” he smiled, taking her to his BMW Mini Cooper.

Out of the school compound, he drove for another hour and finally reached their favourite ice cream parlour.

“2 chocolate ice cream sundae and 2 glasses of iced water, please.” He told the waiter as soon as they found a place to sit.

“Ok. Why are we skipping class? It’s not like us to be skipping classes. Oppa, wae?”

“Just because...”

“Oppa?” she asked again.

“Araseo. Araseo. I just want to spend some time with you. That’s all.”

She sighed and shooked her head, “Alright, if you say so.”

The ice cream and iced water came.

“Yoorim-ah. About that day, Jaejoong hyung shouldn’t…”

“Lets not talk about that, ok”

“Yoorim –ah. Do you still love me?”

“Neh. Why the sudden question?”

“Nah. I was just curious.” He said and giving her, a flirtatious wink which made her stucked out her tongue at him.

I promise you that incident will not happen again. I don’t ever want to see you sad.

Just like he had said earlier, they certainly spent some quality time together at the ice cream parlour.

#

[Meanwhile in school]

I was standing outside my locker, keeping those things I didn’t need and taking those notes that I have to study later at home, dumping them into my bag.

“Yah!” someone shouted. I ignored the voice.

“Yah! You in that ugly pink top!” I turned at the mention of the colour pink.

There stood Yunho, about 3 metres away from me. I broke into cold sweat immediately as he walked closer. My face stayed parallel to the ground.

I looked up to find his body only inches away from mine. I didn’t expect him to be that tall. I froze for a second. Everyone else was looking at our direction. I mean, why wouldn’t they when one of the most popular guys was standing only inches away from me.

God, why do I have to face this? I’m sure going to get bashed up later.

“So where’s my 10 bucks?”

‘Ah sheesh, that stupid mug.’

“I don’t have it with me right now.”

“What do you mean you don’t have it with you right now? You owe me 10 bucks, so pay up! Now!”

“I… I...” Not knowing what to do, I ran all the way to the girl’s room as fast as I could. Ok fine I know, that was a super wrong move. But what was I to do?

“Does he have to embarrass me in front of everyone like that? Can’t he wait till I’m home before he can harass me with the money? What a jerk!” I said in between pants.

“Yah. Whom are you talking to?” A girl about my height came out of the cubicle asked.

“No one. No one, in particular.” Splashing tap water on face and retying my hair back.

“Oh, alright.” She smiled as she washed he hands, then to the dryer to dry them.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Maya.” She held out her right hand for a handshake. She smiled again.

“Oh. Annyeong. I’m Jiyul. Nice to meet you too, Maya-shi.” I can’t help but noticed she had the sweetest smile. I smiled back.

“Were you out, running? It must have been a long run then? You were panting like crazy.”

I just smiled. I couldn’t tell her that I broke Yunho’s favorite mug which will led me into telling her that I’m living with 3 of the most popular sunbaes from school too. I cannot afford to make another person hate me. I had enough of Jaejoong oppa’s crazy ‘fans’. Besides, she looks very nice and pleasant.

We both made our way out of the girl’s room.

“Are you a student here?” She asked.

“Uhuh. First Year, Music major.”

“Hey! Me too. We’re course mates then.”

“Serious? How come I’ve never seen you before?”

“Oh! I just reached Seoul yesterday from London.”

“Woah! London? ”

“Yea, My dad had to work there for a year so the whole family was asked to follow.”

“I see. Oh! Oppa is here already. I guess we’ll bump into each other again tomorrow. Annyeong Kiseyo, Maya-shi” I said as soon as I saw my brother leaning on his car, waiting.

“Oh! Ok. Annyeong Kiseyo.” We bade each other goodbye.

I skipped all the way to oppa’s car.

“You look happy?”

Come to think of it, i had totally forgotten that i was running away from Yunho sunbae previously. lol.

“Neh. I made a new friend today.”

“Really? Who?”

“Maya. I met her in the girl’s room. She’s taking the same course as I am.”

“Good for you.”

[On the way back home]

“Err. Oppa…”

“Hmm. What is it, Jiyul?”

“I’ve been wanting to ask…”

“Neh…”

I looked at his already healthy hand, which was bandaged before, and sighed,

“Is everything alright? I saw Yoochun sunbae’s girlfriend running out of the room crying the other day. What happened oppa?”

The more you keep it to yourself, the more she’ll get curious. She’ll find out sooner or later anyways. If not from you, it could be from Yoochun or even Yunho. Besides she’s your sister, she does have the right to know about her own brother’s problems, right? You wouldn’t want her to fall sick worrying.

He knew he had to say something.

“(Long silent) It’s a long story.”

“And I am very willing to listen to each and every detail of it. Please, tell me oppa.”

He made a left turn at the junction and pullover.

“Alright, dinner first before we talk. Ok?” I smiled.

This time, i wish he would smile like he always used to. Who knows i could lessen the worries he had in his mind? Who knows all it needs was a listening ear to cure his pain?

Jaejoong oppa, i miss you. the old you. seriously.

#Authors note: Wahahhaha! another update after a few days? i must have been totally bored. ok fine, that's a lie. i wasn't exactly bored. actual fact was i spent my weekends listening to TVXQ's PLAYLIST from my ipod and randomly typing all the way~ SO PLEASE DONT EXPECT SO MUCH FROM THIS CHAP. its just a breather i had to write out to balance off the previous few heavy chaps that i wrote. like i keep saying, its ok if you dont like it. this story is so gonna be a long one cause i still have another awesome character to add in and 9 more beautiful love stories to talk about. omo! ive just spilled my secret. alright, nvm. now all you have to do is flood the comment box. so go!

Hey Girl: 07

2008-04-04T12:00:00.003+08:00

Chap 7 (Jaejoong’s Love Story)

[At home, in the living room.]

“What! You kissed her? Did you get slapped in the end?”

“Fat hope, Yunho. Damn, I’m losing my senses. I cannot take this anymore. What does Yoochun have that I don’t? Why must she fall for him and not me?”

The front door opened and came in, Yoochun. Alone.

“I don’t know. I’m going to the kitchen to get some drinks. You and Yoochun better sit down and talk.” His eyes signaled to Yoochun, hoping those two friends could work things out.

Yunho disappeared into the kitchen. Yoochun took the seat next to Jaejoong. The room became silent for a moment.

“Hyung. Is your hand alright?” Yoochun tried to start a conversation to break the cold atmosphere.

“She still loves you.” Jaejoong said faintly looking down, fidgeting the cushion on his lap.

“Hyung. About that…”

“She hates me. She seriously hates me. What the heck is wrong with me? Am I not good enough for her? What do you have that I don’t?” Jaejoong got a little too carried away and pulled Yoochun’s collar. Lucky for them, Yunho got back into the living room just in time to stop the fight from happening.

“Gosh! Get a grip you both!” Yunho pushed them down to their seats respectively.

“What is it with you guys? How can a girl get in between you two?” Both guys can only afford to look down on the ground.

#

*Flashback (Jaejoong’s POV unless otherwise stated)

It all started during last year’s annual welcoming event. I was in my second year thus I wasn’t involved at that time. I was walking across the hallway to the auditorium. A group of freshmen was making their way to the auditorium as well. Among all, this particular girl caught my attention.

“She’s beautiful.” I said under my breath.

“Who!?” Yunho and Yoochun asked looking at me. Yunho and Yoochun are my best friends since first year. Don’t ask how I get to know them, I just did.

They turned to look at the girl I was referring to. She was wearing an all black knee-length dress. Her make-up was light but with thick, dark eyeliner emphasizing her big round eyes. Her long straight hair was left as it is without any accessories.

“Yah! You guys don’t have to shout like that.” I looked back at her. Fortunately, she wasn’t looking. I heaved a sigh of relief.

“Go talk to her. Ask for her name.” Yunho suggested.

“Yeah.” Yoochun supported him.

“Fancy hearing that from a chauvinist like you, Yunho. You have never shown any interest in these things before. You’ve turned down every girl that comes by. About her, I have my ways so none of you should take any chances, all right. ” I told them.

“Not a problem with me.” Yunho said nonchalantly.

“Sure, she’s not my type too.” Yoochun replied.

[A month later]

I saw her walking into the cafeteria. She smiled looking over at my table. Yunho, who was sitting beside me, raised his right hand to greet her.

“You still haven’t talk to her yet? I thought you said you had your ways. It’s been a month bro; you still haven’t made your move.” Yunho said.

“Shut Up! It’s only a month.” I got irritated.

“Come on Jaejoong. I was just asking. Why do I have this feeling that it’s me who’s getting to know her instead of you?” Yunho said.

It was true. It was easy for him to say. She majored in dance just like him. They always see each other around. As for me, I majored in music. I sing. I don’t dance. I’m nowhere close to her.

“Anyway Yunho, what is she like as a hoobae?” Yoochun, who was sitting beside Yunho, was curious.

“Hmm, Andee, ey. She dances pretty well. She respects us sunbaes. She’s nice.” Yunho kept on babbling.

Listening to him, I felt a tinge of jealousy in me.

[5 months went by]

I still did not have the courage to talk to her. I didn’t think I stood a chance.

Fortunate for me, I kept seeing her lurking around the piano rooms, in search of someone. I thought my chance was finally here to actually start a conversation with her. For all I know, she could be interested in me.

One day, I saw her peeping into one of the occupied piano room. She was attentively listening to someone playing the piano. That someone, I knew so well, wasn’t me. As soon as she saw me looking, she ran away. At that point of time, I knew she likes someone else. My heart was broken and she didn’t even know it.

[3 months after that]

Trying to heal my broken heart, I found solace hiding myself at the rooftop of the school. With the warm breeze blowing through my face, I felt the empty heart slowly being filled little by little. Not until, I saw someone crying. I walked closer. And to my surprise I saw her.

“Are you ok, Andee-shi?” I asked. She looked at me with tears still rolling down her cheeks. I panicked. The person I truly love was crying and I can’t do anything about it. I waited for her cries to quieten down.

“How did you know my name? Who are you? ” She asked me in between sobs. My heart shattered. With that statement, I knew I had never existed in her life.

“Kim Jaejoong. I’m Yunho’s friend.” I answered her despite feeling depress. She continued crying again.

“Don’t cry. What happened? Tell me, maybe I can help.”

“You can’t. No one can.” She sobbed.

“Try me.” I told her assuring.

Slowly, she lessened her cries and explained why she was crying. I got more depressed listening to her. I had already known that she liked my best friend, Yoochun. To find out that she was crying because Yoochun had a girlfriend was even devastating. I hated to see her in that state. I felt like beating Yoochun up for hurting her that way.

“There, there. Don’t cry.” I wiped her tears and took her in my arms calming her down. She didn’t retaliate. She rested her head on my chest. I rested my chin on her head. I never wanted that moment to end.

I felt something warm on my cheeks. Then, I realized I was tearing.

*End of flashback (End of Jaejoong’s POV)

#

The silent house made me feel uneasy. Walking down the stairs, I found three men in the living room, deep in thought having a conversation.

Wait a minute. Three? I know there’s Jaejoong oppa and Yoochun sunbae. Who’s the third guy? He must be oppa’s other housemate. Ah! Now is a good chance to see him in person. I’ve been in this house for a week and I haven’t seen him yet.

I creept really slowly and quietly as I passed by them into the kitchen to get myself a drink. With a mug in my hand, I found a spot to get a clear view of the third guy. Butter fingered, the mug slipped of my hand and fell to the ground creating a really loud shattering sound that echoed throughout the entire house. ok fine, how silly of me.

Three guys rushed into the kitchen. I had the surprised look plastered on my face. I must have looked like an idiot. This time wasn’t because of the shattered pieces of glass but it was because of the third guy I was hoping to meet. I broke into a cold sweat straightaway.

Yunho sunbae. He was, the super hot, Yunho sunbae. And we're living under the same roof. alright, i almost died there.

“Jiyul! What have you done?” Jaejoong said.

“Yah. Are you ok?” Yoochun asked. And, Yunho just stood there staring at me.

After a few moments, “That mug will cost you 10 dollars.”

He said and left.

“Ignore him. You aren’t hurt anywhere are you?” Yoochun asked pulling me away.

“Yah! You should have been careful. You broke his favorite mug. You’re lucky he doesn’t blow up on you.” Jaejoong said while picking up the broken pieces and throwing it in the bin.

Omo! What have I done?

# Authors note: HAHAHA *evil laughs*. i bet you didnt see that coming did you? lol. alright i was bored again last night. & i was inspired while listening to Kiss したまま, さよなら on repeat. Well, what do you know! i wrote another chapter. it doesnt matter, if you don't like this chap or the next or the one after next. cause i truly lovelovelove this one. It makes me wanna write more and more and more. i guess i shall leave the rest of the story for you to think cause i am serious that i do not have a storyline in mind. i just wrote all these out of boredom and i dont care if the dont link at all. blablabla. ok bye. go comment if you want to. adious~

Hey Girl: 06

2008-03-27T17:16:00.004+08:00

Chap 6 (Another day of school)

“Nuna!” someone shouted from afar. Immediately, she dumped her stuff in her bag and turned to look at the person calling.

I turned around as well and saw Changmin and Junsu walking towards a girl standing a few lockers away from me. It’s almost a week since I saw these two lads in school. I saw Changmin once or twice during vocal classes but we didn’t talk at all.

“Yah Junsu! Are you planning to announce to the whole school? I told you not to call me that in school, right. It’s Andee. A-N-D-E-E, Andee! We’re both in the second year and I’m only a few months older, for heaven’s sake.” She said.

“Sorry about that. I was too excited.” Junsu said with that cheeky smile.

“Changmin-shi next time he does that, hit him hard on the head ok.”

Changmin who was standing beside Junsu gave a ‘thumbs up’. She laughed.

“Are you going home already? Have your dance class ended?” Junsu asked.

“Yea just ended. I have some stuff to take care of right now. Anyway, where are you both going?”

“To the cafeteria! I’m hungry. Would you like to join us, Nuna?” Changmin responded immediately.

“But I want to play soccer!” Junsu exclaimed with a pout.

She laughed, “It’s ok. I’ve had heavy breakfast in the morning already. You guys go ahead. And Junsu, please eat first before you play soccer. Okae, I’ll see you later.”

“Hai’! I mean yes, ma’am.” Then they left her.

They quicken their steps as soon as they saw me and stepped into the cafeteria.

##

(Andee’s POV)

Flipping open my phone, I looked back at the message I had received earlier.

Meet me at 5pm. I’ll wait at the fountain. We need to talk.

I took a glimpse at my watch; ‘5 minutes to 5pm. I wonder what he wants.’

Breathing hard, I made my way to the park. When I finally reached the fountain, he was sitting at the bench looking down on the ground. His bandaged hand lay on his lap and he was kicking the dried leaves with his feet. I walked closer to stand right in front of him.

“Something you need to say? Please hurry, I have dance practice.” I said trying to avoid eye contact.

He remained silent.

‘One, two, three, four… he better say something.’ I started to count slowly in my head.

“If you’re not saying anything, I’ll leave.” I said, slowly taking a step away.

A hand grabbed my right arm lightly, which made me turn around instantly.

“Andee-shi, do you still like Yoochun?” He asked softly.

“Yoochun?!” I said almost choking at the mention of his name.

“Yea, my best friend Yoochun.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I said trying to leave but he was still holding onto my hand firmly.

“Please Andee-shi, I need to know.” I turned around to look back at him.

‘What is wrong with this guy? Have he gone mad?’

I released my arm slowly from his grip and with a faint voice said, “I’m sorry. I have to go now.”

(Jaejoong’s POV)

‘She’s running away again. Ya Pabo! Don’t let her leave. Make her stay. She can’t run away from you forever. Not after you waited a year for her. It’s now or never.’

(End of POV)

Before I could leave, he pulled me closer into his arms and kissed me. I pushed him away.

“JAEJOONG-SHI! What was that all about?” I said.

“You didn’t answer me. Andee-shi, please give me a chance. I liked you since the first day I saw you.” He said not letting me go.

“But…” before I could finish what I needed to say.

“Truth is, I love you. And I will not stop loving you even if you love my best friend, Yoochun.” He said.

‘Was he for real?’ That statement made me speechless. I stared blankly at him.

“I’ll wait even if it means forever. Please give me a chance to love and protect you.” He added.

“I don’t think this is right, Jaejoong-shi.” I finally said and walked off, leaving him all alone.

“Andee-shi. I’ll wait for you no matter what.” He shouted.

‘He must be crazy. What will his girlfriend thinks when she finds out?’

(End of POV)

##

I went straight to the two lads who were sitting at the corner of the cafeteria.

"Annyeong!"

Silence.

"Helo!"

Silence again.

"Excuse me. Junsu-shi. Changmin-shi!"

Two pairs of eyes looked up to me.

"Oh! Jiyul-shi. Mianhe." Junsu replied short then quickly look back at his bowl of rice.

"Mind if i join you." I asked quickly grab a chair to sit beside him.

The atmosphere was cold. Junsu, the Mr Talkative didn't say a single word at all. The next thing i knew, they had finished up their lunch while i was just starting on my first bite.

"We'll see you around. Bye." Like a bolt of lighting they disappeared from the cafeteria.

'What have i done? Why are they acting that way? Questions that i couldn't answer kept popping in my head.

I was left speechless with my lunch still untouched.

'i need answers. Everything is starting to get weird right after the huge performance. i'm going to talk to Jaejoong oppa tonight about this.'

##Authors note: i finally decided to add in another character. Because i felt like it. LOL. well, nah. I need to give an answer to why Jaejoong hurt himself from the previous chapter. so now you can somehow figure out why, right? alright. next, Jaejoong's love story will reveal by itself. and slowly more characters will be included. thank you for you kind participation. till then, lovelove. comments will be much appreciated. [:

Hey Girl: 05

2008-01-19T10:53:00.001+08:00

Chap 5 (the house, finally)

It cheered me up instantly when my brother parked his silver Porsche Boxster in the compound of a huge house.

“Wah! It’s clean.” That was my first few words when I stepped into the house. I expected the house to look run-down since there are 3 guys living in it. But these people prove me otherwise. I was impressed.

“Stop running around the house with your dirty shoes JIYUL!!! Better clean it up before you get to your room. And yes, your room’s on the second floor, third door from the left. That’s THIRD door from the LEFT. Don’t barge in someone else’s room. People in this house don’t like their privacy to get invaded.” Jaejoong said walking up the stairs to his room.

“Ok!”

After cleaning up, I walked up the stairs towards my room to freshen up. Just when I was about to rest my head on the bed, I heard the piano playing.

#

(Jaejoong’s pov)

I saw her wiping her tears whilst Yoochun performance. I was devastated. I wanted to hug her so bad. She looks so sad. I couldn’t contain myself. But what was I thinking walking to her just like that? Fortunately, Jiyul was sitting a few rows behind her. Though my heavy heart urges me to just go to her, my feet brought me to my sister. Instead, I gave the rose and hugged Jiyul. I felt foolish. I had wasted my one and only chance.

(end of pov)

He hit another key on his keyboard hoping to get some inspiration for the music piece he was working on and to let her drift off his mind. He failed. He closed his eyes and put his head on his working table. I had been standing outside his room ever since. I knew something wasn’t right. I didn’t know what to do. I crept into his room slowly.

“Oppa, are you all right?” Taking my right hand and place it on his forehead. No fever.

“Yea why?”

“Nothing just asking”

He sighed, “Oh yeah how’s school so far?”

“I’ll manage. Don’t worry.” Then, the room went silent. Suddenly, It felt awkward to talk to my brother.

“Have you eaten yet?” I shook my head.

“Alright then. Come along. I’ll cook something for us to eat.”

We made our way to the kitchen.

#

“Oppa! This is like the best kimchi anyone can find in the world. Really. You’re the best!” I gobbled down my food.

As I was about to put another spoonful of rice into my mouth, I heard the front door open. A couple walks in hand-in-hand. I couldn’t believe what I saw. Didn’t oppa mention 3 guys living here? I don’t remember him saying there’s a girl? So who is she?

“Hyung, you don’t mind Yoorim hanging around here for a while right?”

Jaejoong raised him eyebrows. “Oh. Hi Yoorim.”

The guy who walks in with the girl looks really familiar. Omo! He’s the piano boy, Yoochun sunbae. Well, who’s this Yoorim girl anyway?

“Hello there. You must be hyung’s sister. I’m Yoochun”

I was dumbfounded. One of the most popular boys in school is living under the same roof as me. Should I be happy about it? I don’t know.

“Yah! Jiyul! His girlfriend is standing right beside him. So stop staring.” Jaejoong said. I couldn’t help but notice the sarcasm in it when he emphasizes the word girlfriend.

“Oh. Annyeong haseyo sunbae.”

“Come on. You don’t have to be all-formal with me. Oh yes. This is my best friend since young. She’s a third year student in our school majoring in music like me and hyung.” She smiled to me when Yoochun introduced her. I smiled back.

Third year? Oh she’s my unnie then.

“We’ll be in my room then. Enjoy your meal.” Yoochun said as both of them left us.

“I’m full already. When you’re done, clean up everything. I’ve work to do so I’ll be in my room.” Jaejoong said. He didn’t even finish his bowl of rice. Something is not right in this house. He quickly made his way up the stairs.
#

I cleaned everything up as soon as I finish my food. Then, I made my to my room to get some rest. I felt so tired. I stopped on my tracks when I heard noises as I walked pass the rooms that lead to mine. Must be Yoochun sunbae’s room. I stood outside. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop on their conversation.

“Do you know how much it pains me to see her cry? Do you?” I heard the sound of shattered glass.

“Hyung! No! Stop! We’ll figure things out ok.”

“Jaejoong oppa please. Don’t do this.”

“Yah! Do you know that all this shit happens because of you, Yoorim?”

Suddenly the door opened, Yoorim dashed out of the room, down the stairs and out the front door. She was crying.

“Damn it hyung. Do you have to be so harsh and bring that up? Whatever it is, it’s not her fault, its mine. So please don’t put the blame on her.” Yoochun got out of his room and ran after her.

I stood there not knowing what to do. Then, the sound of the shattered glass previously somehow made me realize that someone must be hurt. I quickly got into the room.

“Oppa! Oh my god you’re bleeding.” I said panicky.

He kept silent as he sat on Yoochun’s bed not caring about his bleeding hand. I rushed down to get the first aid kit and treat his wound.

“It doesn’t hurt as much as my heart does.” He finally spoke right after I bandaged his wounded hand. I sat next to him and gave him a hug. Oppa please be strong. I wish I knew what’s going on. I wish I could help.

##AUTHORS NOTE: haha. too dramatic? but heck it, i wanted to create some drama. more characters will come up in the next few chaps. its short here cause i dunno what else to write about. lol. go on give me ur comments. lovelove. till then. ((:

Hey Girl: 04

2008-01-03T13:40:00.000+08:00

Chap 4 (School event)

"Ladies and Gentleman! Welcome to Seoul Institute of the Arts!" we diverted our attention to the center stage when we heard the MC.

Thank god, Mister MC, whoever you are. I am so not keen to start a conversation with this good-looking stranger's talkative friend Kim Junsu, really.

"I'm EeTeuk and I'll be the MC for today's event. This event is held annually to welcome all newcomers to the campus and is only performed by our third year students. Today’s event is going to be the best we’ve had so far. So I want everyone out there to sit back and enjoy the performance organized by your very own sunbaes." The MC said.

Okae relax Jiyul. Sit back and enjoy the show. Everything will be fine. Mister MC said so.

“First up, we have our beautiful girls dancing to Lee Hyori’s Toc Toc Toc!” the MC announced. A group of year 3 girls got on stage. Everyone started screaming when the music starts. The event went on smoothly thereafter.

“Wow! They are all really good. Don’t you think so, Kim Jiyul-shi?” Kim Junsu said. There he goes again. I gave a slight nod.

"I guess you aren’t much of a talker, are you Kim Jiyul-shi?" he asked again. Me? Not much of a talker? Who is he to judge? How can this lad talk so much without stopping? It’s weird, really. I had to make him stop.

"Hyung, I think you should stop disturbing her." came a voice before I could say anything. Omo. Thank you so much, Changmin-shi. Junsu remained silent after that. It made me so guilty.
But nonetheless, I heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, I can enjoy the show without any disturbance.

Isn’t oppa performing yet? Where is he?

“Alright people, here comes the highlight of the whole event! The last three performances everyone’s been waiting for! These sunbaes are voted the best of the best in the campus! These three students are the pride of Seoul Institute of the Arts.” Everyone listened attentively.

“First, Put your hands together for Park Yoochun, who will be presenting the song he recently composed entitled, Like Weather!” the MC said. A handsome young man all dressed in white suit stood on stage. He bowed to the crowd, gestured a thumbs up to the front row seat and took his seat facing the piano. He hit a key and started to sing.

Inside the narrow shadow
Is a voice that does not flow
I couldn’t even prepare an umbrella
To avoid the pain like a falling rain

Like a fool,Since it’s the first time yet
You may call me a fool
I just hide the tears that cease to flow
Welled up in my eyes
From the time I was able to know my lover's smile
How can it just dry up like yesterday's rain
It was agonizing everytime the words were thrown

I just kept the tears that cease to flow
Welled up in my eyes
From the time I was able to know my lover's smile
How can it just dry up like yesterday's rain

I can't just forget it like this
My heart just becomes number
How can I just wait? I’m still falling apart
I'm still falling apart the sky is clear,
Droplet by droplet,
I start to cry.

He stood up and bowed. Everyone clapped and cheered loudly. He smiled, “Kamsahammnida!” and then went off stage.

“Wow! I wish I could compose a song like him too. Do you think I can be like him, Kim Jiyul-shi?” There he goes again.

“Sure why not.” Came my reply. I talked which actually made me really surprised. This charming lad, Kim Junsu must have made me feel comfortable with his company by then.

“A very nice ballad you got there, Park Yoochun. Thank You! A round of applause everyone! Next, give it up for Jung Yunho! He’ll be showing us his fabulous moves as he dances to his self-composed beat.” The lights went off. The spotlight shone on a tall handsome young man, dressed in black silky top and black skinny jeans, standing on stage. The music started. Everyone watched attentively. I was amazed.

Oh my god! Does a perfect man even exist in life? He’s even hotter than the good-looking stranger called Shim Changmin and his talkative friend named Kim Junsu and Jaejoong oppa.

The music reached the ending; he made his final signature move and froze. Everyone including me rose, clapping our hands, whistling and screaming.

“(Taking the microphone from the MC) Kamsahamnida!” he said in between pants.

“Another rounds of applause to Jung Yunho sunbae everyone! Alas, to conclude our event, the man in every girl’s dream, put your hands together for, Kim Jaejoong and his chosen song, Saranghamnida. The stage is all yours, Sunbae.” The MC announced.

So bad, a person a like you.
Why did you take my heart without my permission?
Im living with so much difficulty
But you don’t even know.

I know, that it’s not me
That im not worthy enough for even a blink of your eye
But sometimes can’t you share your smile with me too?
Even if its not love

Please turn back just once sometime
If I wait endlessly like this today
Again it’s the one word in my heart that I can’t keep inside
I love you.

Yesterday, I laid my head on my desk
And I think I fell asleep grieving for you
When I opened my eyes, the tears had smudged
Your name and hopeless doodles

As I look at your back image
Which I got so used to
I say those silent tear-like words,
I love you.

(Saranghamnida - Tim)

He walked down the stage with a rose in his right hand. He slowed down when he reached the third row. There was something peculiar from the way he looked at that girl. Then, he walked past her to the fifth row where I was. He stood right in front of me. All eyes were on us except hers. The girl whom he was looking at previously finally turned around. She was beautiful but she looked so sad. I looked back at him when I remembered he was standing right in front of me. I stood up.

“What are you doing, oppa?” I whispered.

He handed the rose and hugged me. I returned the hug, feeling confused. I looked back at the girl. She turned back to the front, her face looking down on the floor.The song ended.

“Thanks dongsaeng.” He whispered to me, releasing his hug.

“Kamsahamnida!” his voice echoed through the auditorium as he thanked the crowd. He went backstage.

The rest of the day went fine. Well, almost. Ever since the rose & hug incident, every passage I walked through, and every stair I climbed and every corner I passed, evil stares awaits. Even those two lads who sat with me disappeared soon after the event ended. I was left all alone to venture around the school. I couldn’t stand the mental torture I was facing, I had to call Jaejoong oppa and ask him to bring me home. The first day of school will definitely be listed in one of my unforgettable memories.

#Authors Note: Finally the Chap 4 is out. School event. I wanted to write longer for the school event but i lost my train of thoughts i had to stop there. will be thinking about expanding chap 5 tonight. ((: comments comments!!

Hey Girl : 03

2007-12-28T10:11:00.000+08:00

Chap 3 (rare introduction)

(Junsu’s pov)

“Yes umma, I’ve reached the college already. Yes, Junsu hyung is here with me. Yes umma, I will call you every night without fail. Don’t worry. Okae, I miss you too. You and Appa take good care of yourselves, all right. Annyeong.” Changmin hung up the phone and slid it in his jacket pocket. He heaved a sigh of relief.

“Your mum again? Three calls in an hour? Don’t she trust me?”

He shrugged his shoulders. “Beats me, hyung. Gosh! It’s so warm and noisy in here. Oh Omo.”

A girl bumped into him. She looked up, revealing a pair of big round eyes. She stood there for a moment, staring at him. He, too, stared at her. If I didn’t do anything, something will happen.

“Yah! Changmin. You scare her,”

“No I didn’t. I didn’t scare you, did I?”

“Uh. Err. No. Mianhe.” She quickly apologized and then left. She looked flustered. She must have been embarrassed.

“Yah Junsu hyung. Am I that scary?”

“A little. Eu Kyang Kyang”

“Yah!”

She looked so lost. I’m sure she needed help. I couldn’t just stand there and look. I took a few steps towards her.

“Kim Jiyul!”

“Neh”

Oh. So her name is Kim Jiyul.

“Alright since everyone is here already. We shall proceed.”

Kim Jiyul. I bet she’s in need of a friend.

(End of pov)

#

I looked around and found an empty seat.

“Excuse me, is this seat taken?”

Both boys turned to look at me. The one sitting further in caught my attention. He was the most handsome boy I have ever seen. His facial features were so distinguished that even Jaejoong oppa’s good looks can’t beat. His eyes became smaller as his lips curled up into a smile, revealing a nice set of white teeth.

Wait a minute. I’ve seen this boy before.

It was him, the tall boy whom I accidentally bumped into at the registration office. My eyes almost popped out of its sockets. He looked back to the front. Next to him, a charming lad greeted me with the most genuine smile anyone could offer.

What were their names again? Chang-ie? Aish. No. Changmin and Junsu. Yes.

“Nope. Have a seat.” The charming lad gestured towards the empty seat available next to him.

“Err… Thanks.” That was the only word that could come out of my mouth. I smiled. Two good-looking lads just acknowledged me. I had butterflies in my tummy that I couldn’t even speak properly.

“Annyeong! We’ve met before, haven’t we? You’re Kim Jiyul right? You bumped into him just now, remember? I’m Kim Junsu and he's my good friend, Shim Changmin. It’s a pleasure to meet you again.”

"Shim Changmin. Hi, Kim Jiyul-shi." the good-looking boy smiled again. Then he turned back to the front.

Was he blushing? Ok, he’s not just handsome. He’s cute too. Omo, Wait. How did they know my name?

This is getting really weird. And all I could do was to nod and offer a toothless smile.

“So you must be new here? Am I right? We’re new too. We just transferred here from Japan. I’m in the second year and I’m majoring in music. What year are you in, Kim Jiyul-shi? You look like you can dance, are you majoring in dance?”

“Music. First year. ” I replied short.

“Hey, Changmin, you found yourself a course mate.” Changmin nodded when he heard Junsu’s remarks.

“So Kim Jiyul-shi. Oh! Do you notice that we have the same surnames? Maybe we’re fated to meet. Eu Kyang Kyang! Don’t you think so, Kim Jiyul-shi?”

Kim Junsu bombarded me with questions acting as if we knew each other before. All I could do was to remain silent. I wasn’t good at ice breaking. Ten minutes passed, he still did not stop. Apart from his weird laughter, which I find really cute, he’s gradually becoming plain annoying. I began to wonder.

How can that good-looking stranger, Shim Changmin stand this boy’s endless rantings? How are they good friends in the first place? Aish, when is the show gonna start?

#
(Changmin’s pov)

“Excuse me, is this seat taken?” I looked up when I heard a girl’s voice. She was referring to the empty seat beside Junsu hyung but she was looking straight at me. I smiled. She was the girl who bumped into me previously. Suddenly, I felt my whole body burning up. I felt warm. What was wrong with me? I looked back to the front to avoid her stare.

“Nope. Have a seat.” Junsu offered the empty seat to her.

“Err. Thanks” came her reply. I could still feel her eyes on me.

Junsu hyung introduced us to her. He was always a pro at ice breaking. He loves making friends regardless of whoever it is. He’s like the nicest person I know on earth. He was my sunbae from high school in Japan. He’s two years older than me but he’s only one grade more. Being the most sociable and kind person he was, he saved me from all the torments I faced during high school. Since I was really tall for my age back in high school, the students in school usually pick on me. Junsu hyung was one of the Kingkas so practically everyone feared him. When we became friends, the probability of me being picked on got lessened. It was all thanks to him. I felt so in debt.

“ …You’re Kim Jiyul right?” I heard Junsu hyung said. How did he find out her name? She didn’t even introduce herself yet. Woah he’s good.

"Shim Changmin. Hi, Kim Jiyul-shi." I had to say something or else she’ll think I’m a jerk. Aish. she’s still looking at me. I forced out a smile and looked back to the front.

Junsu hyung continued with his regular routine of asking random questions.

“Hey, Changmin, you found yourself a course mate.” He said when she told him she was a first year student majoring in music. I needed to avoid her stare; I just nodded upon hearing his remarks.

Yes. I’m a first year student and I’m majoring in music. Music is my passion since young. Junsu hyung’s passion is music too. Maybe because of the same interest we have, we became friends since then. He was majoring in music from a college in Japan. He didn’t quite like the environment there so he left and transfer here. After listening to his advice, I too decided to enroll myself in this prestige institute.

Why was she staring at me like that? Maybe she wasn’t actually staring. Maybe I was just being paranoid. Oh man, have I or haven’t I gotten over my shyness towards the opposite sex? If by looking at her makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside, it clearly means im still shy. Aish. When will I get over this shyness?

“So Kim Jiyul-shi. Oh! Do you notice that we have the same surnames? Maybe we’re fated to meet. Eu Kyang Kyang! Don’t you think so, Kim Jiyul-shi?”

I almost choked when I heard that. I guess he did not have anything reasonable to talk about anymore. I looked at the girl, Kim Jiyul. She didn’t look like she was interested in the conversation with Junsu hyung. I sympathize her. The only problem that Junsu hyung has is that he never knew when to stop whenever he started to talk. Good enough, I’m pretty much a good listener instead of a talker. I guess that was why we are good friends; we blend in well with each other.

Really, when is the show going to start?
(end of pov)

Authors note: As you can see, this chapter is longer than the first two. i thought real hard to come up with Changmin and junsu's character here. (even slept at 4 am two days in a row. lol)but i think i didn't do well enough. still, i think there's too much point of views in here. haha! It was hard to introduce changmin and junsu in this chapter. well, ive tried. enjoy. chap 4 will come up shortly. ((: comments are always welcomed!!

Hey Girl: 02

2007-11-20T12:10:00.000+08:00

Chap 2 (new school)

Everything seems so surreal. The next thing I knew, I was sitting in my brother’s new silver Porsche Boxster that appa bought for him a month ago to Seoul. Today, I am officially a college student. I was super excited.

“Are we there yet?” I asked.

“Gosh, that’s the tenth time you asked. Another word from you again, I’ll drop you off. Stop whining, will you?” he shouted feeling annoyed.

I gave a pout and muttered, “I was just asking.” Then, I looked out of the window.

“Jiyul-ah.” He called my name when he noticed the silence.

“hmmm..” I answered him short, still looking outside the window.

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s ok”

“Jiyul-ah. You’re making me feel bad.”

Haha. That’s what you get for shouting at me.

“I’m really sorry” he released his left hand grip from the steering wheel and place it on my right hand which was on my lap.

I turned to face him. He looked at me. I stuck out my tongue and look back to the front. He smiled.

“So you’re not mad at me after all.” He took his left hand and held on back to the steering wheel.

#

I looked out and saw a huge building standing right in front of me.

“It’s beautiful. ” I said happily.

“Yeah. It is.” he said as he parked his car in the empty space he found earlier.

I got out of the car and was surprised to see girls sneering at me.

‘This isn’t what I expected.’ I thought.

He took my hand and brought me to the registration office. I couldn’t help but notice girls giving me cold stares and whispering amongst themselves. Not until I heard, “Is that his girlfriend? Oh my god, she’s so lucky!” I finally understood the reason to why they were staring in the first place. I giggled.

“What?’ my brother asked staring at me.

“I never knew you have fans in campus, Jaejoong oppa. You never told me how popular you are here?” I nudged him, laughing.

He pinched my left cheek, “And why should I be telling you all this?”

“Oww! Oppa! That hurts” I hit his arm then rubbed my red cheeks.

When we reach the office,

“Alright then, I’ll leave you here. I have to prepare for my performance later. I’ll meet you after school. Anything, call me ok?” He said. I nodded.

When he was out of sight, I looked around to find unfamiliar faces. I felt small and afraid. In the midst of all these strangers, I accidentally bumped into someone.

“Oh Mianhe.” I apologized and then froze. A tall boy was smiling at me. I have never seen a boy that tall in my entire life before.

“Yah! Changmin. You scare her,” the person standing beside the tall boy said.

“No I didn’t. I didn’t scare you, did I?”

“Uh. Err. No. Mianhe.” I walked a few steps away, leaving them.

“Yah Junsu hyung. Am I that scary?”

“A little. Eu Kyang Kyang”

“Yah!”

They are weird. I shook my head when i overheard their conversation.

“Kim Jiyul!” i was startled when i heard my name being called.

“Neh”

“Alright since everyone is here already. We shall proceed.”

When everything was settled, all the freshmen were brought into the auditorium. The auditorium was jam-packed with college students.

‘Why do I feel so restless?’ I thought.

Hey Girl: 01

2007-11-05T15:08:00.000+08:00

Chap 1 (enrolment)

Two hours before,

“Umma! Appa! Oppa!” I screamed at the top of lungs, holding on to a piece of paper and waving it frantically, while running around the house into the living room.

“What happened? What are you screaming like a mad woman?” my father bellowed putting down the newspaper he had been reading for the past hour.

“Yes dear. What’s all this screaming about?” my mother came in to the living room carrying a cup of coffee in her hand for my father.

“YAH! WAIT TILL I GET MY HANDS ON YOU! JUST WHEN AN IDEA STRUCK ME, YOU HAD TO SCREAM. I’VE BEEN WORKING ON THIS MUSIC PIECE ALL DAY!!” my brother came downstairs, grumbling.

I laughed and hid behind the sofa my parents were sitting on.

“Where is she!? All that screaming better be for good or else I’ll wring her neck.” He continued to grumble when he stepped into the living room.

“Come out dear. Tell us what happened?” my mother pulled me from behind the sofa.

I smiled and sat beside my frowning brother. I opened the paper held in my hand and read the contents out loud.

“You’ve made it! My dear Jiyul is going to Seoul Institute of the Arts!” my mother said, tears rolling down her cheeks. I nodded with glee.

“Congratulations. I’m so proud of you.” my father added.

“Appa, stop that. Oh! I’m gonna miss you both.” I got up from the sofa and hugged my parents.

“Great! Now, that you’re in my school, I’ll be watching you!” pointing his finger at me, my brother patted my head.

“Oppa!” I pouted.

He laughed, “Alright, alright. I was just joking. Do you think I have that much free time to baby-sit you?”

“Anyway, where is she gonna stay?” he asked.

“What do you mean by where she’s staying? With you, of course. She can’t be staying here, in Chungnam, right?” My father replied.

“What! Appa! I’m living with 2 other GUY friends. We can’t have a girl in our house.” My brother said, defensive.

“Selfish.” I muttered under my breath. He glared at me.

“You wouldn’t want your sister to stay all alone in Seoul, right Jaejoong? I could sell off that house and make all of you stay in your school dorms.” My father said.

“Arasseo. Arasseo. I’ll talk to the guys. She better not give us problems.” He said giving me that look, got up from the sofa and went back up to his room.

“HAHA!! Very funny, oppa.” I shouted and went back to my room to pack my things.

#

“Oppa, can I come in?” I said.

“Yea, come in. The door’s not lock.” I stepped into his room and sat at the side of this bed.

“What is it, Jiyul?” he turned his chair to face me.

“I was just wondering. Are they nice?”

“What? Who?”

“Your friends. I mean your housemates.”

“You’ll know as soon as you meet them. You better get to bed now. Tomorrow’s gonna be a long day.”

I dragged my feet out of his room feeling dejected with his answer.

Hey Girl: Prologue

2007-11-01T22:04:00.000+08:00

Date start: 10 oct 1007.
Date End: i have no idea.
Title: Hey girl.

Prologue

People who say that there is no such thing as an everlasting love are those who don't even have that kind of confidence in them. Have you ever experience the kind of love that's like a movie where you long and wait for just one person endlessly? Many people get tired of waiting and say that true love doesn't exist but that is a lie. I have a love, which I always long for. And that love...

Is you.

#

Immediately, he grabbed his phone on his desk and flipped it open. He scrolled down his contact list and pressed the green button. He breathed deeply before he heard the person on the other line picked up the call.

“Yobuseyo.”

“Neh, It’s me. Listen and don’t say a word until im done talking.” He breathes in again and started to tell.

After a few minutes,

“Seriously, hyung?! I’m on! She can definitely stay. Besides, we needed a change. I was kind of getting sick of you two, anyway.” the person on the other line laughed.

“Yah, Yoochun! You better watch your mouth! Good enough I’m letting you stay in that house. Okay, now that's settled. I’ll see you tomorrow. Bye.”

He ended the call. Next, he dialed Yunho’s number. It’s funny how he can actually remember Yunho’s number and not Yoochun’s when in fact both guys were his closest friends; housemates.

After a few rings, Yunho finally picked up his phone. He told Yunho the exact same news that he told Yoochun earlier but this time the reaction he got was different. A reaction he least anticipated.

“WHAT! ARE YOU CRAZY? WE CAN’T HAVE A GIRL LIVING WITH US! ”

“Come on Yunho. Be rational. We have more than enough rooms to cater in that big house. Moreover, that house is mine in the first place. She has to stay whether you like it or not. My dad made a pact that I can only keep the house, if she stays. Or else all of us will have to go back to those creepy dorms in school.”

“Ya Ya Whatever. Just make sure she doesn’t bug me. Does Yoochun know about this?”

“Yea, I told him. Don’t worry about her bugging you. You won’t even notice she’s there. Ok, I’ll see you tomorrow. Bye.”

He ended the call and put his phone back on his desk. He sighed.

“Oppa, can I come in?” I said.

“Yea, come in. The door’s not lock.”