The White Swan and The Broken Wings (part 2)

I held my breath. Why was he here?

“Sit down, please.” Hye Ji-ssi pointed at the empty couch beside him.

I just walked pass him and sat beside Hye Ji-ssi.

Hye Ji just smiled slightly. I guessed she understood me very well.

“So, Yang Yoseob ssi, this is my student, Bae Su Ji, who punched you few days ago, I guess you already knew her.”

The unnecessary greeting for introducing me sounded so uncomfortable for me.

He nodded. “Ne, I knew her… very well…”

My heart raced faster.

“Su Ji-ah... please show your good attitude... Please do apologize to him...”

Mwo?! Apologize to him? I gazed at Hye Ji-ssi.

“Ah, no. It’s okay. Su.. Ji.. ssi doesn’t need to apologize to me...”

I glared at him.

“I actually came here because I am so disturbed with the rumor... I thought if I came here to meet Su Ji-ssi... we could clarify the rumor out there... but, as Hye Ji-ssi had said to me the rumor will eventually vanish... So, I thought I will have to endure it a little bit longer...”

I clenched my fist.

“I think, I have to go now...” He stood up. “Excuse me...”

Hye Ji-ssi also stood up. “So you’re really okay with that, Yoseob-ssi?”

He nodded. “Excuse me, Hye Ji-ssi... Su Ji-ssi...” He walked outside the office followed by Hye Ji-ssi.

I still sat in silence here. I almost lost my breath. I sweated a lot. I think, I need to take some medicine.

Few seconds later Hye Ji-ssi came back to her office.

“Su Ji, are you okay? You looked so pale?” She placed her hand on my forehead. “You sweat a lot.”

She ran and came back with a glass of water. “Here, drink this.”

I gulped the water immediately. And still it’s hard to breathe.

“Sleep here for a while.” Hye Ji ssi pulled my legs and took it on the couch. I lied my head and tried to breathe calmly, I need to calm myself.

***

“Okay! Class dismissed. Audition will be held next two days. Keep practicing and take a good rest, girls.” Hye Ji-ssi shouted to all the whole class in this dance room.

Class began so quiet. Some of them went home. Only few girls here, still practicing their moves and flexibility.

“Su Ji, you don’t go home? It’s late. You should take a rest. Don’t force yourself.” Hye Ji ssi stood beside me.

“It’s okay. I’ll stay here a little longer.”

“I’m sorry about today...”

“It’s okay Hye Ji-ssi...” I cut her words. “I’m okay.”

“Geurae... I trust you...” She walked out the room as she shouted to the other girls in the dance room “Girls, hurry go home, don’t stay up late!”

I’m okay. I’m sure. I’m really okay. I won’t let anyone bother my life anymore. Not even him!

Slightly, his figures came to my mind. He never change. I recognized him as I saw him a year ago at the entrance ceremony. He stood few meters in front of me. My heart skipped a beat. It was him. I just hid myself behind others’ students. Fortunately, he didn’t see me. Soon, I realized that he took music class. Majorly in vocal and instruments. I can’t say I’m a stalker, but I sometimes check on him. I sometimes see him practicing singing or playing piano or guitar. He never look at me. He never realize my existence. And I hope he will never do.

However, few months ago, I saw him practicing dancing with some of his friends in annex building next to Ballet Class building. I saw him through the window in this room.

I stopped my moves. I looked around the room. Nobody was here. They already went home and I didn’t even realize it. I walked slowly to the window in the corner of the room. I opened the curtain hanging on the window and quietly see the annex building through this window. That annex building was dark. No one there. I thought, he stopped coming there since a month ago. I was afraid. I was very afraid he stopped coming because he knew me watching him almost every night from here. For almost a year, I hid my existence from him. But, he finally found me. He finally knew. I closed the curtain and walked away. I checked my phone. Five missed calss. Three texts. All from Eomma.

 Where are you?

Where are you? Answered eomma’s call

Where are you? Ppali, go home.

Eomma, she never changed. She is always overprotective to me.

I’m going home now.

I sent short text to eomma.

I put all my stuffs inside my backpack and left Ballet Class building quietly. I was about going out of the building when I saw someone walked alone to the annex building.

Is it him?, I thought.

I sneaked out into the annex building. It was him. I followed him slowly and quietly.

“Who’s there?” He turned his body to me. Fortunately, the area between Ballet Class building and annex building was rather dark, so he didn’t recognize me. I stopped my step. He came front to me. A single step. I walked backward. A single step.

“Who’s there? Who are you?!!” He shouted.

I ran away left him. I dashed as fast as I could. Left Ballet Class building to the main gate of this school. I had to go out from this school as fast as I could.

“YAA!! DON’T RUN!!” He chased me.

“KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” I screamed along the way to the main gate. It was there. I dashed faster.

Braaaaaaakkk! I tripped. I hit someone.

“Are you okay?” A security tried to help me to stand. But, I refused it. Ah, I hit this security ahjussi.

“Ah ne, ahjussi. Gwenchana...”

“What happened?” He asked me. He might heard my scream and thought something bad happened to me.

“Aniya...”

“YAAAA!! DON’T RUN !! WAIT!!” Oh no! He still chased me.

“Ahjussi, kamsahamnida!”

I ran again left that ahjussi alone and confused.

“KYAAAAAAAAAAAA” I screamed and dashed even faster. I didn’t care what happened behind me. I just ran and ran. I must stay away from him.

***

I woke up in the morning with the feeling of extremely exhausted. It seemed like I have run for hundreds miles.

“Su Ji. Su Ji. Wake up!” eomma shouted and hit my door.

“Ne. Eomma...”

I looked at my legs. There were bruises on both my legs. It was because I tripped last night. 

“Eomma will scold me...” I mumbled.

I lied my body on bed again.

I’ll just skip today’s class, I thought.

“Su Ji-ah...” Eomma knocked my door and went into my room. “Why are you still lying on bed? Are you sick?”

“I don’t want to go to school today...”

Mom placed her hand on my forehead. “Why? You’re not sick.” Mom realized that my body temperature was normal.

“Eomma, just let me rest today. Tomorrow, I will have an audition...”

Eomma looked at me calmly, as if she really understood her daughter flicker heart and mind.

She sighed and left my room. “I’ll call a doctor, then”

“What doctor? I don’t want more doctor!!! I’m sick of it!!” I yelled.

Eomma smashed the door.

I still lied in bed. The blanket covered my body. It’s been an hour. I just stared blankly at the ceiling.

“Excuse me... Su Ji-ah...” Someone knocked the door.

I stayed silent. I knew it was that doctor.

“May I come in?”

I stayed silent. I didn’t want to answer her.

She opened the door and entered my room.

I still didn’t move.

She walked to the bed and placed her black-typically-doctor’s bag on the floor. She is a tall woman with slim and slender body. Eventhough, she has wrinkles, she is still beautiful. And her face reminds me a lot to my Ballet Teacher, Kim Hye Ji-ssi. This doctor is her twin sibling, her name is Kim Hye Ri.

“Su Ji ah... What happenede with you? Why don’t you want to go to school?”

I turned away my face to avoid eye-contact with her. I was always afraid of this woman. Eventhough, she is twin sibling of Hye Ji-ssi, she brought different aura and atmosphere. Hye Ji-ssi is calm. Hye Ri-ssi is scary.

I closed my body with my blanket and pretended to sleep.

She’s been there for thirty minutes. I still stayed silent.

“You don’t want to talk to me?” She sighed. “Well, okay, then, I’ll leave.”

I heard she wrote something. “I’ll leave you some medicines and some notes for you to read.”

She put it on the desk beside my bed and left my room.

I got up and took the note.

Take this medicine twice a day. After breakfast and before sleeping. This will calm your nerves.

I crumbled and tossed the note to the floor. I just unreasonably wailed and wailed.

***

I missed some steps and moves. It was because my bruises. Today’s audition went very bad for me. In the end I just simply failed. I put my ballet shoes in the locker. Somehow, I didn’t regret my failure.

“Su Ji, can I talk to you?” I saw Hye Ji-ssi was standing on the edge of the loker room.

“Ye...” I nodded and follow her direction to her office.

“What bothers you actually? You seemed so blank and out of focus today. If you try harder today, you can pass this audition. You can be main character for this annual ballet play...”

“Enough...” I mumbled. “I’m enough, I’m so enough with this...”

“What do you say?”

My tears fell down. “I’m so sorry Hye Ji-ssi, I’m so enough with this... I’m tired of being the best... I’m tired of being the main character... I’m not as good as you think...”

Hye Ji-ssi hugged me. “Cry.” She said “Cry as many as you want...”

I miss being hugged. I wanna be hugged. I cried even louder.

The White Swan and The Broken Wings (part 1)

“Evil!”

“Rotten!”

“Just go! die!”

I opened my eyes. My body was full of sweat and I barely could breathe. That dream again. It kept coming these days. I don’t know why… Is it because of that day?

I got up from my bed, took a bottle of water, and gulped it fast. I tried to clear my mind.

Did I imagine it? Did I see the right one?

***

Cherry blossoms bloomed beautifully this morning. The weather also felt so nice. But, I woke up late and did everything in a rush. How terrible was my life for beautiful day like this. I pedaled my bike to the parking lot. The first class would be starting in three minutes. I hurried and ran along the corridor. I arrived just in time. Class was so full and I couldn’t find any empty seat in the back. I finally found a seat on the second row, in the corner. Today’s subject is History of Korea or very boring subject, I might say. Thirty minutes later, I saw around the class… Everybody was busy playing their own gadgets or chit chatting or sleeping or listening to music from their headsets or anything else I couldn’t mention one by one. While, I just continuously yawned and tried so hard to keep opening my eyes. Before, I caught that face… A familiar face… I’ve seen that face before… 

Suddenly, my body was awake and my eyes opened widely. It’s not because the History subject was going interesting but that face pulled me to keep thinking of something slipped in my mind.

She was sitting in the front row. Six or seven seats away from me. I only saw her face slightly. Her hair kept moving and almost covering her side face as she took a note. Ah, she kept taking note on everything that the lecturer explained.

Weird girl. Doesn’t she feel bored?, I thought.

Well, but that’s not my point. I just felt, I’ve ever seen her face, somewhere. I couldn’t remember.

The bell rang. Class dismissed in a flash. All the students left their chairs. So did she.

Ah! I remember. I remember that face. But… Really? It’s really her? it can’t be !

I put my books and pen into my bag and was about to chase her to make sure that I was not wrong.

“Yoseob-ah! You’re late today…” Kikwang patted my shoulder, suddenly kikwang stood beside me.

“Oh, Kikwang-ah. Sorry. I have to go. I still have things to do.”

I left kikwang and ran outside class.

“Ya! Yoseob-ah? Oediga?”, Kikwang yelled at me and followed me behind.

She wasn’t there. She wasn’t everywhere. She disappeared.

“Ya! Yoseob-ah? Waeyo?”

I looked around. Many students passed this corridor. But, where did she go? How can she walk that fast?

“Yoseob-ah? Are you looking for someone?”

I looked at Kikwang. “Ah, kikwang! Aniya… I’m not looking for someone. Hmm… Let’s go to the next class!”

I might only imagine it. It might be someone else.

***

It was a week ago. My dreams kept coming since that day, haunted me every night. Sometimes, the story of the dream skipped from one to another, it’s like a puzzle that I have to finish. But, I still can’t do it.

Another History class today. I wonder if I meet her again or not. I came so early today so that I could pick a seat wherever I want.

“Yoseob-ah!”, Kikwang greeted me as I entered the class. “Come! Come here!” Kikwang pointed at the seat beside him. But it was too far away in the back. While, I had to make sure someone who seemed to always sit in the front, remembering how diligent she was a week ago.

“Oh! Kikwang ah!” I dashed to him and grabbed his arm. “Let’s sit in the front.”

“Mwo???” Kikwang stared at me confusedly and tried to let his arm go of me. “Shireoyo! It’s history class, I don’t want to ruin today’s nice weather by being stuck in History class!”

“Jebal... Just this time...” I pulled his arm and took him in the seat beside me. In the corner of second row.

“Ah... Waeyo?” He said as he put headset in his ears. “If something happens with me today, you have to take the responsibility.” He leaned his arms on the desk, his head was on his arms and he slept.

I looked around. She didn’t come yet. The class was almost full. Maybe I was mistaken.

Suddenly, the class buzzed. I saw some boys whispered in happiness, or I thought so, some of them tried to call any names, some of them couldn’t stop staring at something. I looked at the entrance class, there were some girls standing gracefully near the door class. Who are they? 

“Kikwang ah!” I patted Kikwang’s shoulder.

“Oh?” Kikwang’s eyes looked almost red.

“Who are they?”

“Ah? Nugu?” Kikwang rubbed his eyes.

“They. Who are they?” I asked Kikwang again.

“Ah... They....” Seemed like Kikwang was already awake. “They are from Ballet Class. They’re so beautiful, aren’t they?”

“Ballet Class? They’re also taking this History Class?”

Those girls moved and sat on the seats in the first row, right exactly in front of me. As they moved, the people, mostly the boys stared at and chatted about them.

My heart skipped a beat. She was there. She is one of the Ballet Class students.

So it is really her. She is really here. She is real. She is not my imagination.

The History class started few seconds later. I just couldn’t stop staring at her. It was because I still couldn’t believe my eyes, I couldn’t believe with what I just saw. While, she just diligently took note. Not even a bit looked around or chatted. She just focused on listening to the lecturer.

The History class finished sooner than usual. It is just me, or it is really finished sooner than usual. I don’t even know. I just stared at her along that class.

Kikwang streched his body.

“Kikwang, I should go first!” I dashed out of the class, chased her.

“Eh?”

I ran to her. Ah, she’s there !

“Yoseobieeee....! Wait...” I heard kikwang ran behind me.

She turned her body. I stopped my steps right in front of her.

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!” She screamed and punched my face. The next moment I remembered was all dark. I fainted.

***

“Oppa,oppa, come here!”

“What?”

“I made this for you...”

“What is this?”

“This is flower crown... So, you are the prince... and I’m the princess...”

“Oppa, oppa...”

“What?”

“This is from me... I made this with mom... This is special for you...”

“What is this? A pudding?”

“Eung...”

“Hmm... Delicious! You really made this?”

“Eung!”

“Oppa, oppa, this is for you...”

“What is this? A letter? Hey, where are you going? Why are you running?”

“Yoseob-ah... Yoseob-ah... Gwenchana?”

I slowly opened my eyes. My head was like spinnin around. My cheek was so in pain and I felt something inside my nose.
“Yoseob-ah... Are you okay?” 

I tried to recognize a face in front of me. It was still blurry but I knew his voice. Lee Kikwang, my best buddy.

I touch my left cheek. “Aoww!!”

“Don’t touch it. You’re hurt.” Suddenly someone came to me and put alchohol on my cheek.

“Aoww” I kept on moaning.

I gradually realized that a doctor was taking care of me and Kikwang was sitting on the chair beside my bed and my nose was bleeding before I woke up. 

“Just rest a little bit and you can go home.” That doctor left me and Kikwang.

“Ne, kamsahamnida.” Kikwang answered that doctor

“Where am I?” asking Kikwang while still lying on the bed.

“Infirmary.”

“So, we’re still in campus? I thought I’m in hospital.”

“Ya ! Neo! Neo michyeseo? Do you know what just happened with you?”

Actually, I didin’t really recall what just happened with me. I thought I saw many things. I saw a punch on my face, a little girl, flower crown, pudding, and letter. Then suddenly, I opened my eyes and found myself here.

“What happened?” I asked confusedly.

“You don’t really remember?” Kikwang looked at my face.

Knock! Knock!

“Excuse me...”

I woke and sat on my bed once I heard that voice.

A tall, slim, and slender woman came into infirmary room. Yet, she was old, because I saw some wrinkles around her eyes, she still looked beauiful.

“Are you Yang Yoseob?”

“Ne... Dangsineun nuguseyo?” I asked her back.

She immediately bowed his body to me. “I’m really sorry... One of my students punch you... I, on behalf of Ballet Class, really beg your apologize...”

I was so shocked. So shocked until my eyes would pop out. I slowly remembered what just happened with me. I was punched by a girl. I fainted, I guess. And those random things came when I was unconcious.

I kept silent. I still needed time to make myself fully sober.

“Ottae?” Kikwang poked my arm and whispered.

“A... Animnida... Gwenchanasseyo...” I didn’t know how to react to that ‘sudden attack’.

She straight her body and stared at me.

“Thank you for your kindness.” She smiled warmly.

“ If you still need further examination for your wound, you may have it, we will cover for every payment. You can also contact me here...” She handed me a business card.

Kim Hye Ji. A Ballet teacher. And some phone number. That’s what was written in the card.

“Ah... Ne... But, I think I’m okay.”

She smiled again. Warmly.

“Once again, we’re really sorry, and we hope you recover soon. I have to go now, I’m sorry for disturbing you.”

“Ah... Ne... Kamsahamnida... Kim Hye Ji-ssi...”

She left infirmary room right after that.

“What was that?” asked Kikwang confusedly.

I just stared blankly at the infirmary door.

***

Few days after that incident, I still became the ‘trending topic’ around school. Some of them talked behind me, gossiped around me, and speculated about many things I didn’t even think to do. A made-up unrelieable story spread around the school like buzzing bees. The headline was “A beautiful and popular ballet class’ student give her magnificent punch to a random student”

And yes, that random student was no other than me...

And yes, they kept talking about it for almost a week. Their speculation were I tried to do something bad on her, or I was her crazy fanboy who stalked her and tried to touch her, or I said something very bad to her that made her angry, or any other speculations... I just couldn’t stop thinking about it. I think I should clarify this. Well, I am just a random student in this vast Seoul School of Music and Dance, but still, I think I have the right to clear my name from bad rumor.

And, here I am. I sneaked out on Ballet Class. Ballet Class was located in the building in the most south of any other building. This is a two-storey building and not as big as other buildings, but this is a beautiful building with elegant and glamour interior design, so European. I was a little mistaken, even though it is not a really big building comparing to others, it still has many large rooms which I believe most rooms are used for practicing ballet. Some rooms are just medium size which may be used for class or lockers rooms or other. Ok, I’m enough analyzing this building. I have to find her, I thought.

There were a group of girls practicing in every room I passed. But, yet I still didn’t find her. I walked to the stairs in the corner of the building. This second floor only have few medium size room which were used for class, and office room.

I almost ended my tour in this Ballet Class building when somebody called my name.

“Yang Yoseob-ssi?”

I turned my body in shocked.

I gulped my saliva. “Kim... Hye...Ji...ssi...” I stuttered.

“What are you doing here?”

“I...”

She smiled as warmly as ever. “We can talk in my office. Come, follow me.”

Suddenly, classes over and many girls walked out from their class. They stared at me in shocked and confused. Some of them whispered about the incident few days ago. My bruise is still here on my cheek and I sometimes still feel the pain. I followed Kim Hye Ji-ssi in silence hoping that this corridor would end soon, hoping that I could reach her office immeadiately.

“Have a seat, please.”, she said as I entered her office.

I sat on the couch in front of her desk.

“Please, wait a minute.” She said as she dialled numbers on the phone.

I looked around the office. A small yet comfortable room. Not many stuffs in this room. But I saw there are many photos hanging on the wall. I believe they are her photos because almost all the photos are photos of girls doing ballet. Maybe they are her photos from her childhood to her teenage or youth life when she still did ballet.

“So, Yang Yoseob-ssi. What brings you here?” she asked me as soon as she hang the phone.

I turned my gaze at her.

“Ah... It was because... the... spreading rumor...” I stuttered even more. What happened with me?

She nodded, walked, and sat on the couch in front of me. We were just separated with a glass table which have a vase and a white flower in it.

“I knew about the rumor... Don’t worry about the rumor... It will eventually vanish even before you realize it...”

Knock. Knock. Someone knocked the door.

“Excuse me, Hye Ji-ssi... Can I come in?”

I turned my head on the voice. She stood there. In front of the door. That familiar face. The face I used to know.

***

Our Little Secret (last part)

The Secret Promise

BGM: Hyuna ft Rado - Time

[Hyunseung]

“We will make a sexy collaboration with you both... it will be a big hit... we should also make a controversial act... like kissing...”

We stared at each other in silence.

“Ah! It seems so great!”, said Hyuna happily few seconds later. “I would like to collaborate with Hyunseung-oppa. It will be our first cooperation since I don’t really know Hyunseungie-oppa, I wish we could have great chemistry…”

“Geurae?” I smirked “Na do joha. Let’s do it.”

Those tiny conversation kept repeating in head. Sexy collaboration. Yes, absolutely. Only Hyuna and Hyunseung who have this image.

The photo shoot for album cover and photobook had ended few minutes ago. The photographer said that we had great chemistry. Of course, we have. We were used to be together. We were…

“Hyunseungie oppa.” Hyuna called me happily.

I turned my head at her.

She smiled widely. “From now on let’s have more and more and more good chemistry.” She bowed at me.

“What are you doing? Michyeoso?”

“I’m not crazy oppa, I’m serious. We have to be professional. It’s a job.” She patted my shoulders. “See you in practice room, oppa… Annyeong!”

She dashed out the photo shoot room. I smirked. She doesn’t change. She never changes. Still the same Hyuna that I used to know some years ago.

***

We have finished recording our all songs for troublemaker collaboration album. I decided to change my stage collaboration name into JS. Jay Stomp. The reason is I don’t want to hear collaboration between Hyunseung and Hyuna or Hyunseung featuring Hyuna. Let this be JS feat Hyuna. My unreal name. So that, the reality of Hyunseung and Hyuna are never together. Hyunseung and Hyuna remain strangers or two people who happened to work in the same company. And the fact is JS featuring Hyuna. JS and Hyuna. Not Hyunseung.

“Why do you change your name?”,she asked me as we finished recording. There were few persons in the recording room.

“Waeyo? It’s cool, I think. JS. Jay Stomp.”

she giggled.

“Waeyo? Waeyo?”

“Aniya oppa.”

“JS feat Hyuna – Troublemaker. Doesn’t it sound good?”

I just couldn’t let she or others know my real reason.

She still giggled.

“Doesn’t it sound good, hyung?”

Rado-hyung shrugged his shoulder. “Mollayo…”

Rado-hyung and Hyuna laughed out loud.

“YA!” I yelled at them.

***

“1, 2, 3, 4” She counted “5, 6, 7, 8”

We were in the practicing room. Learning our new dance moves for troublemaker debut. Our dancers had gone home. There were only me and Hyuna.

“Ya! You missed again!” I yelled. “Geumanhae. Let’s go home. We still have MV shooting tomorrow.”

I packed my bag, about to step out from the practice room. But, she still laid there on the floor.

“Ya! Hyuna-ah! Ppalli! Let’s go home!”

“Oppa, pull me up…!” She started her aegyo again. “Ppalli oppa… Pull me up…”

“Hhh…” I sighed. I pulled her up.

“Hehehe… gomawo...”

She put her bag and walked behind me.

“What new game do you play?” I asked her as we stepped outside the practice room.

“What game?”

“Ah… Nothing…”

***

[Hyuna]

We received our first award. I never expected this kind of things happened to us. We are really a great team. No, actually, we have really great team. And yes, I’m here sitting with my great team to celebrate our first award.

“Congratulation!” We screamed happily while tossing our glasses. I’m about to sip my drink. A hand grip my wrist.

“Don’t drink it.” Hyunseung-oppa stopped me. “It’s alcoholic. You can be drunk.”

I put down my glass.

“Here.” He handed me a glass of orange juice. “Drink this, instead.”

“Ne, oppa.”

The party went well. Some of them were drunk. But, after all, our hard work were paid well.

“Hyuna-ah, let’s go home. It’s late already. We still have to perform tomorrow.” Nagged Hyunseung-oppa. “I’ll take you home.”

“Eh?”

“We could ride taxi, right?”

“Taxi? Both of us? At this hour?” I checked my phone. “I’d better call…”

“You don’t need to call anybody. Just go home with me.”

I wear my coat in silence. He was ready to go from this place. He suddenly put on white-clothed-mask on my face and on his face.

“Kaja!” He pulled my wrist.

“Wait oppa.” I took two shawls from my bag. One shawl to cover his head. One shawl to cover my head.

“Kaja!” I smiled happily. Slowly and secretly leaving those people in the party.

Our dorms are not too far away from the restaurant which we had party earlier, so we decided to walk along the way to dorms.

Hyunseung-oppa still held my hand. It was so freezing. We hobbled along the way because our body were trembling.

“We are like a couple, aren’t we?” I asked.

“Geurae? Why do you think so?”

“Because we walk together along the way home.”

“Is that what couple do? I think many people can do the same. Not only couple.”

“Aaa, oppa. You don’t understand.”

“What? About what?”

“Stop asking, oppa! You’re so annoying?”

“Waeyo?”

“Stop it oppa.”

“Waeyo? Wae? Why can’t I ask?”

“You ask too much oppa, I can’t answer it.”

“Do I? Jinjja?”

I laughed. “Geumanhae, oppa.”

“Waeyo? Why do you laugh?”

I laughed harder.

“Oppa, do you remember those days?”

“What days?”

“Our days.”

“Our days? We never have our days.” He looked away.

“Hhh…” I sighed.

“Ah! That’s your dorm.” He released my hand. “See you….”

I saw his back slowly moved away from me.

“See you…” I whispered.

I hobbled into the dorm. We never have our days, he said.

That’s absolutely a lie. We really had our days.

We secretly date. Yes, after our first kiss, we were couple. We met everyday in the secret refuge. But, we had to hide it to everybody in this company, from our trainees friends, sajangnim, company crews, yes, everyone.

Hyunseung-oppa was still practicing in the storage room. I jumped into the room.

“Oppa!”

“Oh. You came.” He continued dancing. He wouldn’t care about anything when he danced. He danced so passionately.

I unpacked my bag. He came to me as soon as he finished practicing.

“This. For you.” I handed him a bar of chocolate.

“What’s this?”

I smiled widely, showing my white teeth to him.

“A chocolate? What for?”

“A chocolate is to eat, oppa.” I snatched the chocolate from his hand, opened the seals, crack a piece of chocolate, and forcefully push it into his mouth.

“Ya!” He yelled while chewing the chocolate.

“Hahaha!” I laughed.

“YA! Neo!”

I ran and dropped the chocolate. He took the chocolate and chased me.

“Come here you!”

He caught me and pushed the chocolate into my mouth. We ended up having our teeth turned to be brownish because of the chocolate stuck on our teeth.

“Oppa, I’m going to debut, soon.” We both laid side by side on the dirty floor, my head’s position was against his head’s position.

“It’s good then. But, you have ever debuted before…”

 “Second debut felt so frightening…”

“Hmm… every debut is frightening…”

“If I finally debut… what about us?”

“What about us? I don’t know. We are still us, I think.”

“Or there will be no more us?” I turned my head at his.

He stared deep into my eyes.

“Geurae. That’s what you want? No more us. Or actually, it’s indeed no us from the very beginning.”

I touched his cheek. “That’s not what I mean, oppa. You don’t understand.”

“About what? About us?”

“Oh! Hyuna-ah! You’re home already?” said Gayoon-eonni when she saw me crossing the kitchen.  

I woke up from my flashback moment.

“Hmm… eonni. Why don’t you sleep?” I yawned.

“I’m going to sleep. You, too, go to sleep. Good night.”

“Good night…” I said while opening the fridge and poured a water on the glass. I gulped so many cold water and sat alone in the kitchen.

“Let’s not think about tomorrow…” he whispered to my ear. Those pieces of memories flew around my mind again as soon as this dorm became quiet.

It was around a month before I debuted. We sat recklessly on broken couch found in the storage room. My head laid on his shoulder.

“Let’s just think about today… because today may be over soon…” He whispered again.

“Hmm…” I answered softly.

We mingled our hands in silence. He placed his head over my head. Slowly, we fell into deep sleep.

 
“Hyuna-ah! Go to sleep!” yelled Gayoon-eonni. “Turn off the lamp!”

“Ne eonni!” I turned the lamp off and hobbled to the room.

***

[Hyunseung]

The MV shooting is finally over. What a tiring day! I stretched my body and yawned as many as I want.  From this day went on, I have to be ready for any consequences. The fact is I connect with her again. That is the hardest thing.

“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you for your hardwork.” I bowed on every person I met in the studio. Jintaek-hyung was already in the van. I dashed to the van which was parked in front of the studio. I dragged the van’s door.

“Annyeong, oppa!” She was there, waved her, and smiled so brightly.

“Why are you here?”

“It’s better to take her along also.” Said Jintaek-hyung.

“Ah. Hyung. I will sit in the front.” I closed the van door and moved to the seat in the front, beside Jintaek hyung.

I looked at the seat behind as I put on my seatbelt.

I glared her and opened my mouth in no sound “Neo michyeoso?”

She smirked.

I turned my head to the front. Yes, she is crazy, indeed.

“Where should we go?”, asked Jintaek-hyung.

“Do we have to go home?” I asked him back.

“Jintaek-oppa, I’m hungry. Let’s eat before we go home.”

I side-eyed her. “Aha! That’s a great idea!” I said sarcastically.

“Araseo.” answered Jintaek-hyung as he moved the car to the nearest restaurant.

It was a quiet restaurant. A late night restaurant. I put on mask over my face and so did Hyuna.

We ordered some meals and ate quietly.

“Ah! I’m full. I can’t finish this.” She quickly put some of her unfinished food in my bowl.

“Ya! Mwoya igo?”

“Finish it, oppa. Eheheheung…”

“You don’t want it?”, asked Jintaek-hyung while lifting his chopsticks on my bowl. “Let me finish…”

“No! It’s mine!” I covered my bowl with my hands.

“Aish…”

She laughed a lot. “You’re so funny, hyunseungie-oppa”

“Geurae? So you know now.”

***

“Hyung, I will sit behind.” I dragged the van door. Hyuna was already inside the van. She put earphone on her ears pretending not knowing me sitting beside her.

I took my earphone and put it into my ears. As the van moved, I yawned, and fell asleep. I felt warm hand on my hand. Is it her hand? Is it only a dream?

“Ireona!” yelled Jintaek hyung “Hyunseung-ah! Ireona!”

I opened my eyes. Looked around. Hyuna was not there beside me. I brushed my eyes and hobbled to the dorm. “Jaljayo, hyung”

***

“Kissing on the stage? Ahahaha! Is that for real? Me and Hyuna?” I pointed at myself and Hyuna.

“Well, yeah. That will be daebak.”

“I’m okay with that. After all, that’s just a performing act. Nothing serious. We can be tricky, right?”, answered Hyuna carelessly.

“Nah! Do you hear that? So what about you, hyunseung-ah?”

“Okay. Na do joha.”

We practiced that kissing part almost everyday. It was so weird to have people around seeing us pretending to kiss. We always ended up laughing or rolling on floor laughing out loud.

“Oppa! Be more serious!” She yelled.

“Mian mian… but this is just too funny. What about we practice alone, just the two of us? I can’t practice if they are still around…”

“Ya oppa! You’re so weird. We will be watched by thousands or maybe millions of people… or you actually don’t want to kiss me?”

“Eh?”

“It’s true, you don’t want to kiss me, right?”

“Ara… Ara… Let’s do it again.”

No. That’s not true. It’s not like I didn’t want to kiss you. Anyway, it was just a fake kiss. An act. 

*** 

The D-Day. Me and Hyuna was already on the stage. Dancing sexily and passionately. The fake kissing was about to come. I kissed her for real. The lamp dimmed off. The audience screamed crazily. Nobody knew whether I kissed her for real or not. We had to keep dancing until the music was over.

Few minutes after our performance, the news was flooding with our kissing performance, screencaps, and videos. Well, I don’t really care about that. It’s just an act. 

***

[Hyuna]

This week is the last week. Our goodbye stage on music shows. Few months had flown away. Our collaboration became hit everywhere. Many people liked it and even made cover on it. Yet, the fact the haters are still coming is undeniable. But, finally, I could end this promotion. Even, after this we may still perform as collaboration, we don’t need to meet very often.

We have received many awards and that’s enough for me. After this, I will continue my life as Kim Hyuna of 4minute. As well as he continues his life as Jang Hyunseung of Beast.

Again and again, we gathered here, in the same place, celebrating our last performance with my great team.

“For our hard work!” We tossed our glasses. I already had orange juice in my glass. No more alcoholic drinking.

“Hyunseungie-oppa” I stood up. “Thank you for your hard work these past months with me. Let’s become more and more professional idols.” I bowed.

He stood up and bowed at me. “Yes, you too.”

As night became darker and darker, some of our crew members went home, some of them were drunk, some of them were dancing on the floor. I was sitting side by side with Hyunseungie-oppa in silence. Just the two of us.

“Oppa… Do you remember my second debut day?” I stared blankly to the front.

“Oh.”

“That was a crazy night for me.”

My memories wandered around that time

I dialed his number. “Oppa, I finally had my second debut!” I screamed excitedly. I called him as soon as I got into my room.

“Congratulation!”

“I will do my best from now on. Oppa, you should also do your best. I believe your debut day will come.”

“Hmm… Araseo…”

“Oppa… To celebrate my second debut day…”

“Hmm… what do you want?”

“Let’s break up…”

We hesitated. There was an awkward silence in the air.

“Oppa… are you still there?”

“Geurae? Araseo. Let’s break up.”

My heart beat faster. It felt so painful. My tears fell down.

“Hmm… Let’s continue pretending not to know each other…” My voice trembled.

“Araseo…”

“Let’s keep pretending there are no us…” I cried.

“Hmm… Araseo…”

“Let’s keep all these as our little secret…” I cried harder.

“Hmm…”

“Gomawo oppa. Jinjja. Gomawoyo…” I wiped my tears.

“Gomawoyo… Hyuna-ah…”

“Goodbye oppa…”

“Goodbye…” 

***

[Hyunseung]

I buried everything all about you. But now, you come again in my life and grow something in me. I don't even know what I feel now. I'm just happy and annoyed when you're around. I sometimes don't know how to act because you still the same as you were before. So, I end up enjoying every moment with you.
Yet, I still don't know if this love or not. The fact that I was in love with you is the past. The past I used to forget. Now is now. Don't force me to remember old things.

[Hyuna]

“I can’t remember anything about your second debut day.”, he said as he stood up and stepped ahead.

“Where are you going?” I followed him.

“Looking for fresh air.”

 “Oppa… wait for me…!”

He reached out his hand to me. I grabbed his hand. We strolled along the quiet road. We forgot to wear our masks or shawls to cover our face and head but we didn’t really care about that.

“After this, what will we be, oppa?”

“What do you mean? We’re still us, I think”

“Hahaha. Always the same answer.”

“It’s so cold.” He nagged.

I grabbed his arms.

“It’s still cold.” He nagged again. “Let’s go back. We should wear mask, gloves, and shawls.”

I giggled. “Oppa baboya…!”

“Come on. Let’s go back. It’s freezing”

I released his arms and stopped walking.

“Oppa, did you ever love me?”

“What did you say? Are you drunk?”

“Because I ever loved you... I was in love with you. Then, I started to forget it without realizing whether I still love you or not. Up until now, I don’t know whether I still love you or not..."

“...thank you for being partner in work, partner in team, partner in sing, partner in dance, partner in practicing, partner on stage... Thank you so much… We still have long way to go... We don’t know what future holds… It will remain mystery… So, from now on let’s do our best for our dream and future… Be more professional in our field of work… If someday we should collaborate again, just put aside our heart-feeling…” I took a deep breath. 

He smiled widely. 

[Hyunseung] 

I smiled widely. I almost giggled. 
So, that's what we actually feel?, I thought. So, we actually have the same feeling? 
This stupid crazy girl started to say non-sense things. She must be really drunk. What game does she want to play with me? Well, I'll take every game she wants to play with me. Until the day she'll say 'Game Over'.


[Hyuna] 

“Let this be our secret promise…” I showed my pinkie finger on him. “Promise?”

“Another secret promise?” He mingled his pinkie finger with mine and pushed our thumbs together. “Hm… Promise…”

I smiled happily.

“How about partner in keeping our little secret? or partner in keeping secret promise? or partner in playing secret game? You haven’t mentioned it.” He questioned me while releasing our fingers. 
"Or partner in love?" I said mischievously. 
We hesitated for few seconds, stared at each other, and then laughed a lot. 

***

[Hyunseung] [Hyuna]

Partner in love?

Maybe.

Someday.

-THE END-

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Our Little Secret (first part)

The Secret Refuge


BGM: JS ft Hyuna - The Words I Don't Want To Hear



[Hyuna]

I knew it will happen. This sensational act was purposed to rise this kind of news. Yeah, we had to perform a shocking act on the stage. And yes, everybody in the company had considered this kind of breakthrough will make us more and more famous. And I have to be ready for any consequences. Haters will more to come. I am very much ready for that. Many people hate me already, what makes it more different by having more haters?

“Hyuna-ah! Daebak! Your kissing act on the stage last week is still the most popular news in many sites!”, said Jihyun-eonni.

“It’s succeed then...” I said unwillingly.

“Waeyo? Shireoyo?”, asked Jihyun-eonni.

“Aniya... It’s just... It’s what they want... It is what the company want. I’m dancing sexily and kissing the sexy namja on the stage and boom! It becomes hit everywhere...hahaha...” I said and laughed a little.

“Are you not feeling well?” asked Jihyun-eonni “Do you have to clarify that it’s just an act? Not a real kiss, right? Are you afraid of haters?”

“Aniya, eonni. Gwenchana.” I smiled. “Kokjong hajima...”

I put on my dancing shoes and my bag on my shoulder. “I have to go, eonni. I have to practice with hyunseung-oppa.”

I walked out of the dorm.

“Hyuna-ah... are you sure you’re okay? If you have any problem with this just tell me, I’ll help you to tell sajangnim...”

“Gwenchana eonni... Annyeong...” I waved my hand and closed the dorm door.

***

I am here again. Staring at every corner of the room. This room is different from the room I used to be few years ago. Yes, few years ago...

It was past midnight. I heard a sound of music in one of rooms in this company. I opened it slowly. It was a large room, almost like storage room, not practice room. There were many unused things such as old mixers, sound systems, microphone, radio tape, broken chair, bench, table, ladders and many other things I couldn’t mention. But then, I saw someone dancing beautifully right in the middle of the room in front of a mirror cupboard. I was stunned by his moves. So alive and soulful. I clapped my hands as soon as the music stopped. He saw me in shocked.

“Who... are... you?” He asked me while trying to take a breath.

“Ah! Annyeong haseyo! Kim Hyuna imnida” I bowed.

“Ah! Hyuna? Wonder Girls?” He asked while wiping his sweat with towel.

I gulped. My face stiffened.

“That was an old story...” I mumbled.

He took a bottle of water and started drinking. Then, he stared at me.

“Sorry... I didn’t mean... Umm... that must be hard for you...”

I nodded.

“I’m so sorry. I know... I know how it feels...” He said as if he really knew how it felt. At that time, I thought he tried to console me or he tried to ask an apologize because he kept staring at me in guilty face.

“Aniya... Gwenchana...” I sighed. “I have buried all my dreams in Wonder Girls and now, I’m here trying to build some new dreams. This is what I call ‘Mission Impossible’, do you do the same?”

“Guerae?” He looked away and packed his things into his bag.

“Yeah, maybe you’re right.” He zipped his bag. “I’m doing mission impossible.”

“So, let’s do our best!” I cheer ourselves up.

He turned his body to me “But, still... Sorry for earlier...”

“Hmm... It’s okay! As long as we’re still alive and do our best. Don’t give up! That’s what Hong-sajangnim said to me, I almost gave up my dream, but he came to me and said such things. And now, I’m trying to do my best again. We still have long way to go. There is still a chance to reach our dream. That’s what Hong-sajangnim said to me. I think, to you too...”

“Hm... He’s right.” He nodded. ‘Well, anyway... my name is Jang Hyunseung. It seems like we will meet often.”

 “ah! Hyuna, you’re here” A familiar sound woke me up from my memories of past.

“Ya! Oppa! You’re late!” I yelled at Hyunseung-oppa.

“Hahaha... Mianhae... Come on, let’s practice!” 

“Eung~!”

***

[Hyunseung]

Past midnight. It was just two of us. Everybody else have gone home. We’re still practicing for our  performances on music shows. I stared at her reflection in the mirror.

“You missed this part again!” I nagged.

She tried to take a breath. “Stop oppa, stop for a while. I’m tired.”

She walked away to the bench in the corner of the room, took a bottle of water and drank.

“Tsk!” I’m so annoyed.

I practiced my moves in front of the mirror alone. Well, let her alone there. I’m tired. She’s tired. I just don’t wanna yell at her anymore.

“Oppa, let’s go home. I’m tired. Let’s continue tomorrow. Everyone else had gone home since hours ago...”

“You want go home? Then go home!”

“Ha? Mwoya?” He ran to me and hit my head.

“Ya!” I yelled.

She laughed out loud.

“Ya! Hyuna-ah!” I chased her. She ran around the practice room.

I caught her in the waist. She tried to kick me. “Ya! Oppa! Let me go!”

We laughed a lot that night. How could I forget about practicing? How could I play chasing with her? 

“Geumanhae.” I said coldly few minutes later while releasing my arms from her waist. “Let’s practice again.”

“Oppa, you really can’t play, can you?” She teased me again.

“This is not playground. It’s a serious thing!” I walked away from her and started to dance again.  

Suddenly, she ran toward me again and started dancing to the chorus of “Troublemaker” song. We ended up dancing seriously. 

***

I called Jintaek-hyung as soon as I finished our practice. He’ll be here in few minutes. I waited for him in from of the company building.

“Oppa!” Hyuna dashed to me as she finished packing things. “Can I go home with you?”

I glared at her and she unnecessarily made aegyo on her face. “Jebal....” she said cutely.

I sighed. “Hmm...”

“Gomawoyaung...” she again made aegyo.

“How are you?”

“Eh?”

“Our performance on stage last week was a hit. It still becomes news everywhere. How are you? Are you still okay with that?”
"With what? The kissing or the news?"
"Both."

“Ahahaha! Gwenchana oppa. It's usual thing for me." 
"What is the usual thing? The kissing or the news?" I asked confusedly. 
"Both." She answered shortly.
We hesitated.  
"Then... what about you?”, She asked me back.  
I hesitated for a while and gulped my saliva. I didn't dare to see her face. 

“Well... Hmm... It’s troublesome.” 

“Mwo?!!” She yelled.

“Anyway, we’re troublemakers, right? So, it’s okay if it’s troublesome.” I side-eyed her.  

She wrinkled her eyebrows.

A van honked at us.

“Hyung!” I ran into the van.

“Ah! Jintaek-oppa! Annyeong haseyo!” She followed me. “Can you take me to my dorm?”

“Sure, why not?”

She sat beside me happily. I looked away through the window. I would not talk to her along the way home. But, I was wrong. She was so silent. It’s so weird. She was likely to be so talkative. I looked at her. There she is! Sleeping so safe and sound. I thought she was really really tired.

“Hyung... please drive slowly.” I said to Jintaek-hyung.

“Araseo.” Answered Jintaek hyung.

I hold her head and placed it to my shoulder. It was so long time ago. So long ago I liked to do this. I smiled a little bit.

***

[Hyuna]

Our debut as troublemakers was daebak. Still, there were always controversy. Haters are still buzzing around me but that doesn’t matter I knew my fans will always back me up. Yeah, at least everything went well according to the plan. Our debut, our regular practice, our stage performance... all went well. 

However, there is still one thing that doesn’t go well. It’s my feeling to him. I just can’t get rid of it. People may say that I work as a professional, yet they don’t know what’s inside my heart. How my heart always beats faster lately. How I hardly can take a breath properly lately. It’s because of him.

We will have a trip to America, just the two of us. No, actually, all united cube has first  boarded to America. It left two of us. Hyunseung oppa and me will go to America after our music show ended.

“Oppa! Let’s take our selca!”, I said as soon as we got into the plane. “Our fans will scream crazily and happily kekeke.”

“Geurae?”

We ended up taking selca and I uploaded it my account.

“Oppa, do you know that many people want us to be real couple?” I giggled. 

“Hmm... so that what they want? Do you want it too?” He asked as he put on earphone.

I stayed still. I couldn’t answer his damn question. I pretended to be busy playing my phone.

“Excuse me.” A stewardess came to us. “Please turn off your phone, we’re about to board. Thank you.”

We turned off our phone and the plane started to board.

For couple of hours ahead we would just sit here side by side doing nothing. I guessed sleeping was the best thing to do. But, my mind kept wandering around. I looked away at the window. It’s dark. Absolutely, it's past midnight flight. 

Suddenly, something rather heavy fell on my shoulder. Hyunseung-oppa’s head laid on my shoulder. My heart beat faster. I held his hand. It was years ago. Some years ago. We liked to do this thing...

“Secret refuge?” he asked as he turned off the music. “What do you mean?”

It was few months after our first met and few months before I debuted as 4minute. We had been so close.

“Mm.” I nodded. “Let this place become our secret refuge. A secret place just for the two of us.”

He looked around the place. “Is this a secret place? I think everyone knew this place already.”

“aniya oppa. That’s not what I mean! You see? This place is more like a storage room. Are you sure you are allowed to use this place as your practice room?”

“Well, I don’t know. I just want to use it because I want to practice alone and I don’t find any available room.”

I sighed. “Babo!” I yelled and went away.

Hyunseung oppa chased me. “Hyuna-ah! Where are you going?”

“I don’t know! I want to go away from you. I hate you.”

“Waeyo?” He pulled my hand.

“You don’t understand oppa.”

“Okay. Okay. If that's what you want. Let that place become our secret refuge.” 

I sighed again. “That’s why I said you don’t understand oppa!”

I released my hand from him and ran away. 

I giggled remembering that piece of memory. What a silly girl!

Hyunseung-oppa woke up from my giggling. I was shocked and released his hand of me. He brushed his eyes.

“Waeyo? Something funny?” He yawned.

I shaked my head and looked away to the window again.

“Don’t do weird thing.”

I glared at him. “What do you mean weird?”

 “Don’t do aegyo.”

“Jaljayaung... Hyunseungie-oppa eung... Here you are, satisfied?” 

“Go to sleep. You will be exhausted if you don’t sleep.”

He closed his eyes again.

“Hah? What was that for?”

He held my hand and placed his head on my shoulder again. “Go to sleep hyuna-ah...”

My heart skipped a beat. 

“Ne... oppa...” I whispered.

I closed my eyes.
I had a dream. On this floating plane I dreamed about fragments of memories some years ago. 

I peeked at that storage. Hyunseung-oppa was sitting in the middle of the room, staring at his reflection on the mirror cupboard. What is he doing?, I thought.

It’s been two weeks since I fought with him about secret refuge. I never came to the storage since that day. 

He stood up, took his bag, walked outside. I tried to hide but it was too late.

“Hyuna?!” He called me.

“Ha!” I ran away.

“Wait!” He pulled my arms. “What happened with you?”

I shook my head. “Nothing happened.” 

“Why do you disappear?”

“I do not disappear, just so you know. I always come to the practice room if you notice me.” 

“Tsk. Ara! Arayo! You came to practice room, yea, I knew it. I always see you coming to the practice room everyday... But... Ya! Hyuna-ah! Do you forget that we have made promise?” 

“What promise?”

“You really forget about that?” He released my arm and left me.

“Oppa! What promise?” I followed behind him. “Oppa. Tell me!”

He turned his body and walked back to the storage room.

“Ya! Oppa! Wait for me.”

He sat again in the middle of the room.

“Oppa... tell me... tell me... tell me... tell me...” I poked his arms with my index finger uncontinously while sitting beside him.

Hyunseung-oppa patted my head. “Can you stop doing that? Can you stop making me confused? Can you stop making unnecessary promise if you don’t even remember it?”

“Mianhae...oppa... so... won’t you tell me?”

He stood up and took a seat on the almost broken bench in the corner of the room.

“Do you remember our first met?”

I nodded.

“At that time you said we had to pretend that we didn’t know each other if we met in practice room. But then, Hong-sajangnim said that all trainees at least have to know each other's name and we ended  up greeted each other in front of other trainees as if we never met before.” 

I nodded again.

“But, then, you neglected me the day after. You seemed like you didn’t know me before. Yet, we liked to meet here after practicing.  And then you kept insisting that we had to keep pretending that we didn’t know each other or even the fact that we actually are very close to each other.” 

I nodded faster.

“So do you get it now?”

I still nodded.

“That’s why oppa still pretended not to know me or close to me in practice room up until now?”

“That’s why these two weeks I was just like a stupid waiting for you here.”

“Waeyo? Why are you waiting for me?”

He walked toward me and bent his knees in front of me so that we got face to face. He sighed.

“Why are you so stupid?” He nagged again.

“Hmm..... Is it because... because this place is our secret refuge...?” My question floated on the air like morning mist. The moment I realized those lips had taken my breath away. Those soft and wet lips were real. I was not dreaming yet I closed my eyes. Our first kiss. In The Secret Refuge.

***

[Hyunseung]

 “Excuse me, Mr and Ms, we have landed.” A stewardess tried to wake us up.

I lift my head and brushed my eyes with left hand. “Ah ye, thank you.”

My right hand was still holding her hand. She was still in deep sleep. I released my hand from her.

“Ya! Ireona! Hyuna-ah!”

She stayed still.

“Ya! Hyuna-ah!” I yelled right at her ear. “Ireona!!”

She woke up in shocked. Her eyes were swollen and I saw her drolling mark lined down on his cheek.

I laughed out loud. “Hahahahahahahahahaha!”

She combed her hair with her fingers confusedly. She looked down under her chair.

“Oppa, where are my shoes?” her voice cracked.

I laughed again. “Hahahahahahaha!”

“Oppa. Stop laughing and find my shoes!”

I walked out of the plane and left her alone. “Come on, Hyuna! We’re late.”

“Ya! Oppa! Wait for me!”

“Yaaa! Hyunaaaa Ppaliiiii!” I screamed as soon as I stepped on plane ladders.

As the long way to the hotel, Hyuna was just so quiet. It’s so unsual. Is it because what I did on the plane?

Well, she held my hand first, so, I think it’s okay if I also held her hand. That’s a common thing. We usually dance, touch, and held each other’s hand or any other body’s part.

Well, It should be a common thing. It should be... if those things never happened in the past, if those piece of memories never flash in my head, if those feelings never grow in me.

We entered the same building but we didn’t talk at all. We ended up having separate ways. I entered a room in the left where Beast’s members were. And she entered a room in the right where 4minute’s members were.

After all, we were just two strangers. Not knowing each other very well. That was our promise at that time. But, now, I’m paralyzed. Which one is pretending? We know each other very well or we don’t know each other very well? I am trapped. Trapped in her game. I should never get into her game. I should never open my heart for her.

“Ah! Hyunseung ah! You came!” Yoseob greeted me happily. He hugged me and patted my back.

All beast’s members were extremely happy seeing me come safely. Yet, they didn’t know, there was a hurricane inside my heart and mind.

-to be continued- 

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