Hey Girl: 05

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.

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(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.

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“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.
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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

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!!