Vivi’s Fanfiction

Welcome to my fanfiction Page.

Here, I’ll unleash my creative blood as a writer. I’m still a newbie so I’ll appreciate comments and constructive criticism to help improve my style…THANKS!

~The Vintage Vampire

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Three Mirrors: A Fanfic by The Vintage Vampire

Characters:

Park MiYoung

Park EunYang

Park ChunAe

Cho KyuHyun

Kim RyeoWook

Lee DongHae

Kim KiBum

Park LeeTeuk

Kim Hee Chul

Lee Sungmin

*There would be occasional K-pop characters from different K-pop bands…

Plot:

Hmmm…Triplets…Uh…JUST READ IT!

Fanfic Begins Here…

Chapter 1:

Pathetic.

That was what she thought right now. Pathetic. A pathetic little girl who is lying down on the cold hard wooden floor of the Student Council office. How could she even do this? Wasn’t she the headstrong Student Council President of Sparkling University?  Seriously. She can’t forgive herself for crying. Crying because of just a stupid heartbreak.

She remembers the scene clearly. There she was, with her bravado walking towards her first love, Kim Kibum to profess her feelings to him.

“KiBum-ssi…” she said as she stopped in front of the cute boy with messy black hair and fair skin.

“MiYoung-ssi” said KiBum “I received your letter. What is it that you want to tell me?”

“KiBum-ssi” she stuttered. In an instant, all her hard-earned confidence flushed away with just one look from him. But, she couldn’t back out. And finally, after a long, deep breath, she said, “I like you.”

It was obvious that KiBum was taken aback by what she said. He paced two steps back, turned his gaze away from her and said the word she feared she would hear. “Sorry. I can’t reciprocate your feelings.”

And that was it. The world collapsed around her as her tears flown like a raging river from her emerald-green eyes.

“N-Ne?” she said, sobbing and trying her best to control her tears.

“You’ll find someone better for you, MiYoung-ssi.” said KiBum, not even looking back “But I’d like us to still be friends” And then walked away.

So, this was how rejection felt. She was never rejected in her whole life. Her piano instructor never rejected her pieces because they were great. The Student Body never rejected her as the three-year Student Council President. Even her sisters never rejected her in any way.

And she didn’t like how it felt. Pathetic was the right word for her. And to think that she just scoffed at her sister, ChunAe when she got rejected by SungMin? Maybe this was karma. Karma is really a bitch.

And now, there she was, Park MiYoung, lying on the wooden floor of the room, drowning the sadness she felt in tears. She closed her eyes and let herself fly into the abyss of void mind….

*****

“Yah!” said a boy as he knocked on the doors of the Student Council Room to check if anyone was still in there. Being a Student Monitor was hard. But the boy, Cho KyuHyun kind of liked to be one. He wasn’t even sweating, well because it was cold outside. Spring has started but winter had left a long tail. “Is anyone still in here?”

No one answered his call. He opened the two-door entrance and looked around to see if anyone was in there. And as he looked down, he saw a pale looking girl collapsed on the floor. Her dark hair was disheveled, her closed eyes swollen. KyuHyun inspected the girl’s face as he leaned closer. He felt his face getting hotter. Angelic was the only word which can describe the girl’s face.

He also noticed some dried tears on the side of the girl’s cheeks. He knew who this girl was. She’s in his French class. But who is she again?

Instead of fully remembering who the girl was, he slightly tapped her cheeks. But instead of waking up, the girl didn’t budge. She just lain there, frail-looking and almost lifeless.

Then, startled that the girl was unconscious or something, KyuHyun hurriedly lifted up the girl in his arms and ran to the nurse’s office as fast as he could.

****

“KyuHyun-ssi!” shouted the startled nurse as KyuHyun carried the pale girl in his arms to the nurse’s office “What happened to MiYoung-ssi?”

“Oh, so that was her name” said KyuHyun

“Put her down” commanded the nurse “My God, she looks so pale. And her eyes are swollen. KyuHyun-ssi, do you know what happened to her?”

“Aniyo” KyuHyun said as he shook his head, making his dark brown hair sway. “I just found her like that in the SC office.”

“But why didn’t you know her name, KyuHyun-ssi?” asked the nurse after she checked MiYoung’s temperature. Normal. “I believe that she is in your French class”

“Well, yeah but…” he said as he scratched the back of his head “We don’t get to talk much. Her being the SC President and all. She’s very busy.”

Which was true. Park MiYoung, the SC President who held a strong legacy for three years was very busy. Especially now that the Spring Gala was coming. Every time KyuHyun sees her, she has a barrage of students huddling around her, handing her what seemed like endless reports and suggestions for the gala. One time, they passed each other in the hallway and he waved to her and all MiYoung could do was nod at him due to the stack of papers she held. He tried to help her but MiYoung just waved him away. She’s a very independent girl.

“Eh…”MiYoung said as she slowly opened her eyes. They still hurt like crazy from all the tears she shed. “Wha-…” She spoke, but stopped as she saw herself in the clinic. She looked around and found two shadows behind the white curtains. She instantly shoved the curtains away to see who the shadows were.

“MiYoung-ssi” said the nurse “Good you’re awake”

“Ah, yeah…” said MiYoung then laid her emerald eyes on KyuHyun. “Why am I here?”

“I-I…” KyuHyun stuttered because as soon as Ms. SC Prez was awake, she reverted from helpless angel to the intimidating devil. “I saw you unconscious in the SC office. I got worried that you were anorexic or something so I brought you here.”

“Oh…Thank you, Kyu-ssi…I mean KyuHyun-ssi.” said MiYoung. Accidentally, she had called KyuHyun from a nickname that she standardized for all the Super Junior Members [KiBum and Sungmin excluded because MiYoung calls SungMin Minnie]- which was call them by the first or last syllable of their names. So, for KyuHyun, Kyu.

“You’re welcome.” said KyuHyun, a bit pink because MiYoung had called him Kyu-ssi, unexpected from the rumored “Ice Princess”. “Why were you there anyway.”

MiYoung looked down at her platform Mary Janes. She had already stood up from the bed because she couldn’t bear anyone seeing her so helpless. But, with KyuHyun’s question, she felt weak in the knees. She plopped down on the intricate hospital bed.

“Oh, if you don’t want to tell me, it’s okay” said KyuHyun, worried that he might be crossing the line and that because of it, MiYoung would kill him.

“No, you have the right to know” said MiYoung “And it’s better if I tell it, to get some sadness out of my chest.” She then looked at her blue and gold checkered skirt and started twirling her lush black hair. “I got rejected by a boy.”

KyuHyun was taken aback. He had always thought that no one would dare reject SC Prez. “Who?”

“KiBum-ssi” MiYoung said, without any further ado. “He’s in your group, if I’m not mistaken.”

“Oh, I am so so sorry” said KyuHyun in a sympathetic tone.

“It’s okay” said MiYoung with a light smile. But sadness was still painted on her face “I’ll get over it. They don’t call me Supergirl for nothing.”

Then, the nurse interrupted they’re conversation. “KyuHyun-ssi…” she said “It would be better if you walk MiYoung-ssi home.”

“Is that alright, SC Prez?” asked KyuHyun

“Ne.” said MiYoung with a sweet smile. Again, KyuHyun turned slightly pink because it was absolutely unexpected that the SC Prez that he had always thought to be scary and stern was being nice to him. “And please, call me MiYoung.”

“O-Okay.” KyuHyun stuttered “MiYoung-ah or MiYoung-ssi?”

“I would like it better if it’s MiYoung-ah.” said MiYoung “It’s cuter.”

****

MiYoung and KyuHyun started to walk along the enormous but intricately delicate hallways of Sparkling University. They were an arms length from each other and there was an awkward silence between them. Though classmates in one class, they barely knew each other. MiYoung was only close to SungMin and HeeChul in Super Junior. They have never spoke a single word to each other outside of class but damn! MiYoung is a great partner in French Class. It was like she was French, or something.

“Ne, KyuHyun-ssi…” said MiYoung “Why are you so quiet?” She slanted her head to one side as she asked this, making her look cute to KyuHyun’s eyes.

“Ah, eh…” stuttered KyuHyun. Seriously, why can’t he even speak straight when she’s in front of him. And now she’s acting all cute??? Sheesh “Well, I’m not that close to you…You’re always with Sungmin-hyung or Heechul-hyung.”

“Oh…” said MiYoung “Do you want me to be close to you?”

“Eh?” said a startled KyuHyun. This was the weirdest question he was ever asked. “Well, yeah…I guess so.”

“Oh, okay.” said MiYoung then stood in front of KyuHyun. With a bow she said: “Hello. I’m MiYoung. Nice to meet you. Let’s be friends.”

A formal introduction? KyuHyun isn’t sure if this girl was just plain cutesy or weird. He can’t decide. “MiYoung-ah…You don’t need to do that.”

“Well, you won’t talk” said MiYoung “I know! I have an idea! It’s Friday today, right?”

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Chapter 2:

This is the end. I cannot live anymore. Not with the fact that the one I love rejected me. Goodbye cruel world. It has been so nice. Not.

She had already decided. She was ready. Ready to leave this world. From what she has seen, from what she has heard, there was no hope for her and Sungmin to be together.

She had already known it, but she suppressed it. She knew that Sungmin liked someone else and accepted that. But, to think that Sungmin liked MiYoung, her so-called Ice Princess sister? Now that was the last straw. Come on, they were identical! They were born as triplets, for heaven’s sake.

“I’m sorry ChunAe-ssi” said Sungmin as he looked at ChunAe with those deep brown eyes that she loved “But I cannot reciprocate the feelings you have for me.”

“But why?” she asked, tears flowing from her sullen emerald-green eyes

“I like your sister, MiYoung.” said Sungmin. And this was the time that ChunAe felt like the world collapsed around her. No hope. She was seriously inferior to her sister.

One step, and all these suffering would end. One step, just one step. She did it. She, Park ChunAe, stopped in a distance away from the sidewalk, ready to be run over by the incoming bus. But then, some person ran after her, covered her with his/her arms and hustled her fast to the next sidewalk.

“Are you crazy?!” The person who saved her shouted. It was a boy. A boy with floppy brown hair with matching chocolate eyes flecked with hazel and gold. ChunAe knew who this was. He was from the same group of Sungmin. This was Lee DongHae. “Yah, ChunAe-ssi, are you crazy? Do you want to get killed?”

“And my plan would’ve been perfect if it weren’t for you!” shouted ChunAe. Sheesh, this guy was annoying.

“Aish…” said Donghae as he slapped his face three times to calm himself down. “Why were you trying to commit suicide, anyway?”

“None of your business.” said ChunAe in a very sarcastic tone.

“Aish…” said Donghae  “Goodbye!” He said in an angry voice.

“Yah, Donghae-ssi” said ChunAe

“What now?” asked an annoyed Donghae

“I forgot my wallet at home.” said ChunAe “I don’t have any taxi money.”

“Why? Call your chauffeur”

“I am out of cell phone battery.”

“So, what are you implying?”

****

It was still a wonder how ChunAe got to convince Donghae on treating her to bus money. And it was also a miracle that Donghae got himself to sit next to ChunAe. But ChunAe was silent. She had her elbow perched on the window sill and her head placed on her palm. She was scowling. She won’t even look at Donghae. And Donghae was starting to get pissed.

“Yah, ChunAe-ssi.” he said, to break the awkward silence between them

“What?” said ChunAe in a very annoyed tone

“I saved your life and this is all the thanks I get?” asked Donghae in a bit of angry voice.

“Was I even asking to be saved?” said ChunAe

Donghae looked annoyed. This girl had really wanted to commit suicide. ChunAe noticed this and started to feel guilty.

“I’m sorry.” she said with a low voice “It’s just that…The person I liked said that he liked my sister better…”

“Who?” asked Donghae

“Well…” said ChunAe “He’s in your group.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell”

“Sungmin-ssi”

“Oh…” said Donghae. Then he remembered something.

They were having a game of truth or dare in the Super Junior dorm. Heechul spun the bottle. And when it stopped, it landed on Sungmin. He had first asked for a dare but when he realized he can’t try to do a pirouette or something like that, he just succumbed to be asked a truth.

“So, Sungmin-ah” said Heechul in an inquisitive voice “You still hadn’t said anything about a girl you like. Do you have a girl you are crushing on right now?”

Sungmin turned pink, letting out the color of his pink pajamas even more. “Well…” He hesitated until EunHyuk said:

“Come on, Minnie, it’s a truth”

“Oh, alright.” said Sungmin “But don’t make fun of me.”

“We promise…” chorused all the Super Junior Boys while crossing their hearts.

“I like…” said Sungmin “Park MiYoung-ah.”

The whole Super Junior was startled. Then, Heechul started to engage in a fit of choking laughter. The others followed.

“Hey…” said Sungmin “I thought you wouldn’t make fun of me…” He pouted.

“Sorry, but, MiYoung-ah?” said Heechul in between chokes of laughter “Isn’t she, like, your best friend?”

“Well, yeah…” said Sungmin “She is but, I really like her. She’s cute and fun.”

“Well, I know about that.” said Donghae “I’m really sorry”

“No, it’s okay.” said ChunAe. “It’s just that I don’t know who to hate. Sungmin or MiYoung.  But, I can’t blame Sungmin for liking my sister and I can’t blame MiYoung for having people like her, so I decided to put it all in myself.”

“And commit suicide?” asked Donghae

“Yeah.” said ChunAe. There was another awkward silence between them. “Why did you make me ride a bus, anyway?”

“Well, because, I don’t have money for a taxi.” said Donghae

“Cheapskate.”

“What did you say?”

Click-clack-click-clack. The sound of her platform Mary Janes echoed as she ran after Donghae, who was seriously in trouble because he dropped her off a bus stop 20 blocks away from her manor. And these platforms were killing her. Seriously! How does MiYoung stand and run and walk and even jump in these things.

“Yah! Donghae-ssi!” said ChunAe “Could you please stop for a moment! I can’t walk anymore!”

Donghae stopped walking, turned around and faced her. “Yah! It’s your fault anyway! If you didn’t fuss too much about riding a bus then I wouldn’t have dropped you off here!” He shouted.

Then, ChunAe faced the road and took a step off the sidewalk.

“Hey!” said Donghae then started to run towards her. A car suddenly swooped down the road. Fortunately, Donghae arrived just in time to pull ChunAe off the road. “Yah! You really are crazy.”

“Well, do you just save me just to shout at me that I am crazy?” asked ChunAe “And get your hands off my waist.” She barked, seeing that Donghae still hasn’t released her from his embrace.

“Sorry.” Donghae said, feeling slightly embarrassed. He then saw ChunAe removing her platform Mary Janes and threw them on the road. A car suddenly ran over them. Those were Balenciaga, by the way. “Yah! What did you just do?”

“Those stuff were killing me!” exclaimed ChunAe “Seriously! MiYoung can walk in those all day without even feeling anything! Good thing I only threw them and have no plans on suing Balenciaga.”

Balenciaga? This girl’s filthy rich! thought Donghae. “Yah, you’re going to walk on bare feet?”

“I have socks.” said ChunAe. Which was true, she was wearing white knee-high socks.

Donghae then squat down, his back in front of ChunAe.

“What are you doing?” asked ChunAe

“Climb up.” said Donghae “I’ll carry you.”

“No way.”

“Come on” said Donghae “The pavement is cold.”

“Oh alright.” said ChunAe. She then climbed up on Donghae’s back and draped her arms on his neck.

“Don’t even think about dropping me.” said ChunAe in a scary tone.

“I won’t think about it, I’ll do it.” teased Donghae

“Eh??”

“Kidding.”

****

Chapter 3:

She stayed in school late again. She just got so engrossed in filming the empty rooms which provided mystery and enigma at the same time that she didn’t notice that a lot of time had already passed.

“Darn it!” she exclaimed, furiously stuffing her SONY Camcorder into her bag. “Why do I always lose track of time! This is becoming a habit…” she, Park EunYang continued.

True enough, she had been going home late since the start of the week. After she had heard about the ghost appearing in some of the empty classrooms in Sparkling, she had started filming some of the classrooms after class. There were still no results because if she had been successful, she would’ve been scared stiff right now.

She then slung her starry red and yellow bag on her shoulder. She tied her hair in a messy bun to keep it from being blown unto her face. Why did it become so windy today, anyway? It’s already spring, for heaven’s sake. Her emerald-green eyes always hurt whenever her ebony black hair hit them.

She walked through the delicate corridors, briskly, so that if the rumors about the ghost were real, she wouldn’t encounter one. She went down three flights of stairs and was already in the lobby. Then, she saw him.  Man! Why does he have to look so gorgeous every time she sees him. Especially now with that neatly cropped black hair.  He looked so immaculate in his blue and gold uniform. Kim Ryeowook, the eternal magnae of the group Super Junior, had always been her longtime crush.

“Ryeowook-ssi!” EunYang called to him after gathering all her confidence. The problem is, Ryeowook only returned her cheery greeting with an icy stare. He then turned back and walked away.

EunYang looked down. What had happened? Three days ago, Ryeowook noticed her and even greets her when he meets her in the hallways. Now, he’s giving her glacial leers. What’s up with that guy? Chronic mood-swings much?

And now, her day was ruined. She just climbed up her maroon sports car and drove off.

****

KyuHyun just found himself seated in front of a coffee table. How did he get here anyway? He closed his eyes and started to think back.

“KyuHyun-ssi…” said MiYoung as he noticed what KyuHyun was doing “Are you sleepy?”

Startled, KyuHyun opened his eyes. “Uh, no…Sorry…”

Then he remembered. He was in this coffee shop because MiYoung dragged him into it. This was her way of getting close. Then, a waiter approached them and asked what they wanted.

“Café Latte please!” MiYoung and KyuHyun chorused. They shared a startled look with each other. This was unexpected.

“With extra milk and a drizzle of caramel on top” they chorused. Again, a startled look was shared between them. What was happening? Even the waiter was amazed with their synchrony.

“Chocolate shavings” they chorused again. Seriously! This was getting weird.

“I’ll repeat your order.” said the waiter “Café Latte with extra milk, caramel drizzle and chocolate shavings for two?”

“Y-yeah…” said KyuHyun, still startled. He never knew that he and MiYoung have something in common.

“Okay. I’ll be right back with your orders.” said the waiter then flounced away.

“That was weird, huh?” said MiYoung, slightly looking away.

“Yeah…” said KyuHyun, feeling his cheeks warm up.

Their identical orders of coffee arrived. MiYoung started stirring her cup so that the taste of the caramel would blend in. She noticed KyuHyun doing the same thing. Weird.

“MiYoung-ah” said KyuHyun “What course are you in?”

“Huh?” said MiYoung as she put down her cup after a frothy slurp. “Fine Arts. You?”

“Modern Music” answered KyuHyun

“Oh…” said MiYoung as she sipped her latte. There was another awkward silence between them.

KyuHyun was starting to feel uneasy. “Do you have any hobbies, MiYoung-ah?” he asked, just to break the silence.

“Well, I like to draw, paint, read and sleep.” said MiYoung, slurping the frothy substance on her wooden stirrer “I also write songs for Celestica. And when I can’t do anything, I play online games.”

“You play online games?” said KyuHyun, amazed. He had never seen a girl who liked playing online games. All the girls he had met only care about their nails or something.

“Yeah. Starcraft.” said MiYoung casually

“Really?” asked KyuHyun enthusiastically. At last, he found a common point of interest between them, “Well, that’s one of my favorite games ever!”

“Really?” said MiYoung

“Uh-huh…” said KyuHyun “What’s your username?”

“Mine is masqueradelight06” said MiYoung

KyuHyun remembered something. That masqueradelight06 was the Terran who seriously crushed his Protoss last night.

“What about you, what’s your username?” asked MiYoung

“Eh, it’s” said KyuHyun “It’s nikelucky13”

“Oohhh…” said MiYoung “I totally crushed you yesterday…Sorry ‘bout that.”

“Yeah…” said KyuHyun “Can we please change the topic?”

“Sure…” said MiYoung “Just ask what you need to know…”

“Well, I’ll ask you first then you ask me.” said KyuHyun with a smile. The tension was loosening up between them. SC Prez wasn’t such a scary and intimidating girl after all. “Favorite color?”

“Well, my favorite color is blue.” said MiYoung

“Blue?” said KyuHyun “Most girls like pink.”

“Well, I’m not most girls” said MiYoung “And, besides, I hate pink. The color, I mean.”

“You’re close with Sungmin-hyung and he loves pink” said KyuHyun “Don’t you get in conflict because of that?”

“Well, whenever I go to the room in his dorm, I tell him in advance so that he can clear out his stuffed toys and some of his pink stuff.” said MiYoung “By the way, his Stuffed Bunnies scare me. I know they’re cute and all but too many. Staring button eyes. And I like puppies better.”

“Oh…” said KyuHyun

“What about you, KyuHyun-ssi” said MiYoung “What is your favorite color?”

“Blue.” said KyuHyun “And to be honest, I also get creeped out by Sungmin-hyung’s multiple stuffed animals. And it doesn’t help that we’re roommates”

“Oh yeah, you’re roommates.” said MiYoung “But, why don’t I see you there everytime I visit Minnie?”

“Well, I don’t stay too long in his room” said KyuHyun “Pink makes me dizzy”

“Wow, even though it’s weird to admit” said MiYoung “I also get dizzy because of pink.”

Their conversation continued for what seemed like a multitude of hours for them. And the more they talked, the more they found out that they have a whole lot in common. They liked the same type of music, they liked the same genres of shows. The only difference between them is that their personalities kind of clash. MiYoung is headstrong, independent and energetic. KyuHyun is mischievous, slightly shy and bubbly. But, as he had noticed now, MiYoung has a side that she doesn’t show to people. And that side is the one he’s going to find out.

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“Yah, ChunAe-ssi” said Donghae to the girl he was carrying on his back. Funny, he had been carrying ChunAe for about 20 blocks now but he didn’t even feel tired. ChunAe was very light but still. 20 blocks was a great distance “ChunAe-ssi, we’re in front of your house now.”

There was no answer. “ChunAe-ssi, yah.” Still no answer from the girl. Donghae turned around to look at the girl he was carrying. To his surprise, ChunAe had already drifted off to sleep.

“ChunAe-ssi, wake up.” said Donghae. But ChunAe wouldn’t budge. Deep sleeper, he thought. Or maybe she was just tired from attempting to commit suicide twice.

Without thinking twice, he rang the bell in front of the Park Estate’s gates. The visual receptor turned on. On the screen flashed one of the maids in the Park household.

“Ne?” said the elderly looking maid.

“Um, hi.” said Donghae, feeling tense. What would this old woman think, he, a random stranger, carrying one of the Park triplets? “Uh, I’m Lee Donghae. I’m ChunAe-ssi’s  classmate from Sparkling. Uh, she dozed off and I can’t wake her up.”

The elderly maid didn’t react. She just pressed a button and automatically, the gates opened, revealing the majestic main mansion of the Park Estate. Donghae’s jaw dropped. He had never been to a place this flabbergasting before.

The enormous two front doors at the entrance were opened by two spiffy looking butlers. Donghae swallowed. This place was intimidating. How could the Park triplets even survive in this kind of place? Too quiet! But he changed his mind. Neither MiYoung, the bubbly but scary SC Prez; and EunYang, the wild and obnoxious third of the triplets, was here. No wonder the place was too quiet. If the two were here, they would be bickering like crazy. Donghae knew that MiYoung and EunYang never got along, even at school. Too clashed personalities.

“Just put her down on the chair.” commanded the elderly maid from earlier. This was Ellie, head maid of the Park household.

Donghae did as instructed. He carefully lain ChunAe on the soft couch. He then stood up and bowed in front of Ellie. At the same time Donghae turned back on his heels, ChunAe woke up.

“Yah, Donghae-ssi!” she shouted, along with a startled look from Ellie, who had never seen ChunAe act so boyishly. “Thanks.”

“No problem.” Donghae waved back then exited the majestic doors of the mansion. “Sheesh that girl is rich.” He muttered upon exit.

“Young mistress” said Ellie “Where are your Balenciaga platforms?”

“I threw them away.” said ChunAe. She then stood up and walked up the stairs to her room. “I’m going to shower. Tell me when my sisters come home.”

“Yes, young mistress.” said Ellie, still wondering about the Balenciagas.

****

“KyuHyun-ssi, thanks for accompanying me up until my house.” said MiYoung as she bowed in front of the sleek and slender boy. “And, thanks for the chat at the café. That cheered up my broken heart even a bit.” She then smiled at KyuHyun, the sweetest smile ever imaginable.

And at that moment, KyuHyun felt something in his chest. And it’s making him feel hot all of a sudden.

“Uh, yeah…” said KyuHyun, slightly stuttering because of the effect of MiYoung’s pheromones on him. “You’re welcome.”

MiYoung then entered the gates which automatically opened. With one last look, she gave KyuHyun another smile. He smiled back. Then, the doors closed.

I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep tonight…thought KyuHyun.

****

EunYang expertly maneuvered her maroon Rolls Royce into the parking space of the mansion. She stepped down, got her things and closed the door. Then suddenly, her phone rang. A text message from a blocked number.

“Who the heck is this?” she asked angrily, still feeling annoyed at the way Ryeowook treated her earlier. She then pressed her BlackBerry to see the message.

EunYang-ssi…

I’m sorry that I didn’t give you a proper greeting earlier. I was in a bad mood because of something. Sorry.

She then looked at the signature. Her heart skipped a beat. She couldn’t breath. Was she dreaming? Was she crazy? Was this real???? The signature read:

Kim Ryeowook

But, something left EunYang thinking. What was the something that Ryeowook was thinking of? She then remembered that last Saturday, Ryeowook saw her hanging out with Choi Siwon. But, it wasn’t even a date. They just ran into each other that day. Could the impossible be possible? Is Ryeowook, jealous? Hah, yeah right. Her psychiatrist already told her to quit it with the wishful thinking. It’s bad for her mental and emotional health.

She then put her BlackBerry back into her pocket and entered the mansion.

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KyuHyun was walking on the streets of Seoul alone. It was already getting dark but he had decided to go home on foot. He wanted to get something out of his mind. He can’t possibly like MiYoung. Especially since he knows that his bestfriend, Sungmin, likes MiYoung a lot. What would happen if he starts to court or date MiYoung? What would happen to his and Sungmin’s friendship?

He then stopped in front of a toystore. He usually never stops in front of stuff like that but something had caught his eyes. It was a cute light blue puppy stuffed toy with a star in the middle. The star said “Cheer Up!”

Then he remembered something.

I like puppies better…

He went into the toy store, got the puppy and bought it.

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