Copyright © 2012. All Rights Reserved By.Like a star

Tell me

If I can just enter your heart

How much meaning can the childish me become of?

I like to sing this song :)

Etude of Memory

The sound of the piano reverberating throughout the house almost made the person who just opened the door think they had entered the wrong house. Kyuhyun stopped on his toes, listened, then smiled a little.

Has the birthday person's tastes changed so dramatically? He couldn't imagine a person with such a barbaric appearance. How can you turn to liking the sound of the piano?

And the answer appeared next to it. A scowling person holding a glass of wine tightly in both hands His head was bent down so that his hair was nearly dipped in alcohol. He didn't seem to be immersed in the sweet sound of a high-class musical instrument at all.

Being forced by father again!

Kyuhyun looked around. The banquet hall was dimly lit. He saw witches, vampires, Chucky and his girlfriend sitting quietly listening to classical music with expressions as bored as the host. So she looked past the source of the sound on the small stage in the middle of the room. The single bright light in the dark room made the girl look like a little angel. Among the devils

The young pianist lowered her head and traced her fingertips across the notes, not caring if anyone was listening or not. His long hair falls down on one side of his face. So he could only see the tip of his nose and delicate lips.

Just for a moment, I took my eyes off to look at the birthday person again. The music ended. The other party immediately got up and disappeared behind the stage. There was the sound of applause. Loud, as if unwillingly Until the middle-aged man, the father of the birthday boy, stood up and clapped his hands hard. The others were also eager to clap hard as well.

But it sounded like he was in a hurry to drive him away. I liked it.

His uncle turned and saw him and beckoned to him. The birthday person who had a dead face turned and looked at him. When he saw who it was, he nodded and greeted slowly.

Kyuhyun steps towards him. Respect the elderly We exchanged greetings for a bit before the other person excused himself to return to his own big house and leave the children. Keep having fun.

Kibum snapped his fingers to signal. Metal music rang out once again, fitting for the birthday party of a famous rock band owner.

“You ungrateful son. My father came down to bless me, but he looked like he was about to die.”

“I will die from the sound of the piano.”

“I thought I came to the wrong event,” Kyuhyun said jokingly. He stretched out his hand to receive the glass that his friend and close relative handed him to him and drank it all in one go.

“Oh, my neck is still as stiff as ever. Why did father say that you have become a new person, don't drink alcohol, don't smoke cigarettes?"

“According to duty...”

“What kind of crazy duty?” Kibum laughed at his younger relative's half-hearted excuse. Then he proceeded to tell the young pianist, “The truth is, my father doesn't have any fascination with me. I just want to show off to my secretary.”

“Just the secretary.” The tone that hinted at something else made Kibum hurriedly confirm.

“A real secretary, but an all-in-one secretary. Can do everything From making coffee to playing the piano as you can see.”

“Uncle probably loves you very much.”

"So much so that I want to give my beloved son to take care of him and feed him food and water."

“Oh…” There was a moment when the listener's heart fell into a hole in the air for no apparent reason. Kyuhyun quickly brushed it off. Keep asking. It's like he doesn't care.

“And what do you say?”

"Hoy! Don't ask like we don't know each other. Where are my specs?!”

“So ugly? I can't see his face well, the light is dark."

“No, very beautiful, very good, the melody is too good.”

“It's not just women who like bad guys. Men like bad guys too.”

“This guy! Good-mouthed with Pee Chuea You'll get kicked!”

People who are only six months older But always trying to act like a big brother, threatening. Kyuhyun smiles, never being afraid. Especially when he and Kibum were children, he and Kibum often argued and the house almost broke up. Until the uncle had to separate them and send them to live in different cities. When will anyone be sent? I'm afraid the other person will feel hurt. Especially him..who is just a grandson..

The son of only one younger brother. The uncle had to make the decision to send both his children and grandchildren far away. The three years spent supporting themselves made both him and Kibum grow a lot. On good days, we still quarrel. If always ends with understanding

"Hoy! I still haven't gotten over you for being gone for a year. Didn't show his face."

“Work over there is busy.”

Kibum smiled. He reached out his hand and patted the other person's head teasingly, teasing, "Our Kyuhyun has really grown up."

“Dammit, I've grown up a long time ago.” The person who was stroking his head like a puppy slapped his brother's hand away. Kibum looked at the people he grew up with with unconcealed pride in his eyes.

“You have changed a lot. Do you know it? From being the bad guy in the house to becoming the most serious person.”

“I have to work topsy-turvy these days because of who?”

Even though you speak like you're not in the mood But they both knew that he had chosen this path. Choose..from the day the father and son fought and nearly cut off the father and the son. Because my good son announced that he was going to be a street musician in Japan. He refused to study business administration as his father wanted. Then the household villain, as Kibum calls him, steps in to stop the fight by telling his uncle that he will take responsibility for his brother's work.

No one expected Kyuhyun to do as he said. The president gave in at that time because he was exhausted from fighting with his son rather than believing that his stubborn grandson would be able to do it. But then Kyuhyun really did it. After being sent to the provinces and left to fend for himself for three years The other party seemed to have grown shockingly.

He then went to study in the United States and worked every job to support his studies without relying on money from home. That gives him a broader perspective on life than his peers. and achieved success with high levels of management because he had been exposed to work at a lower level before Arrived today..

Almost no one had any doubts that he would return to the position of president of the company from his uncle. Even Kibum himself

“I gave all my treasures to you.”

"No, I'll take care of you until you're ready to take care of yourself."

“That day may never come.”

Then the two of them changed the conversation. They talked about trivial things until a young woman walked up to the owner of the event. Kyuhyun took the opportunity to leave. He walked slowly out of the small building towards the large house. I planned to stop by to say goodbye to Uncle before returning. But the whole house turned off the lights and it was dark. Uncle must have gone to bed.

Kyuhyun turned around. Almost collided with someone who was carrying a pile of belongings from next to the house. Everyone was shocked. Taking several steps away from each other.

“Who are you?!”

Darkness makes it difficult to see your face clearly. Seen only as a faint shadow of one man only

“I stopped by to see Uncle,” Kyuhyun hurriedly said. He heard a sigh of relief from the shadowy figure in a long white gown.

White dress? Or...that young pianist?

“The president has gone to bed.”

Listening to the company president's call, it seemed true. Kyuhyun clearly wanted to see the other person. I want to know who Kibum shook his head at. refuse loudly What will it look like if you refuse to be caught?

“Please excuse me first.”

But the young woman muttered an excuse and packed up a pile of things and walked down the dark garden path. Kyuhyun looked at him, unable to look away. For a moment, he felt a strange familiarity like a breeze blow through his heart. Awaken sleeping memories back to...someone.

'This is Seohyun...the person who will help tutor you after school.'

Kyuhyun stared intently at the girl his advisor recommended. When the other party didn't appear to be afraid of Hong like the other children who were threatened by him. The person who considered himself so big at the school that everyone had to bow down to him suddenly became angry. The pervert took advantage of the moment the teacher accidentally raised his fist to threaten again. This time..

The person being threatened was slightly startled. But he still forced his eyes to look away and refused to avoid them.

Wait a minute! I'm going to squeeze my cheeks like the face of a steamed bun.

'Kyuhyun'

...quiet...

'Zhou..Kyuhyun!'

'Yes...' The owner of the name quickly answered. Without fail, he turned and glared at Grandma Cheek Salapao again. They must be subdued before they know who should be obeyed.

'What did the teacher say just now?'

Bad luck! The mischievous boy at school was sweating. He was so busy searching for a story about a child's grandmother with swollen cheeks that he forgot to listen. The elders also knew that the disciples were not listening. So he repeated it again in a relieved voice.

'The teacher said that this will be the last time the school will give him a chance. Kyuhyun-ah...' The voice that was calling and begging made him stop and listen attentively.

'If you fall down again We'll have to call the parents and ask her out.'

He knew it wasn't a threat. If it is true that he himself knows well. He spent his first year at this school having so much fun, not paying any attention to studying at all, deep down because he wanted to spite his uncle for sending him to a rural school, far away from his friends and the bright lights of the city he was familiar with.

As he entered his second year, he fell into the school's gang of bullies. In the end, he established himself as the main ringleader, looking for trouble to bully the young people. If he wasn't inherently bad. As the gang of student gangsters began to progress into petty crimes, Kyuhyun slowly fade yourself out The Goddess of Luck probably stood beside him. Because soon the school mafia gang was arrested.

As he entered his third year..he found that his peers were preparing to graduate. Many people talked about the future and the university they would like to study at. But he was still in the same year as he was three years ago, no mistake. Teachers are fed up with the behavior. But he had to endure it because his uncle was a major donor to the school.

If it's a rule, then it must be a rule. If he fails the exam again He will be fired. Or where the teacher who was extremely kind and patient with him used a softer word, "Come out".

'Therefore, the teacher wants you to study hard with Seohyun...'

'Then why do you have to let me study with Grandma...' He stopped his words when he heard the teacher clear his throat. Se changed the word to: '...This person too. Why doesn't the teacher teach me?'

'It's because the teacher has tried to teach you many times. But she didn't want to listen to the teacher at all. Try studying with friends of the same age. In case you'll be more interested in the lesson.'

Where is the same model? The boy's grandmother was three years his junior. It would be embarrassing to have to study with my own juniors. No! no way! Do you think he will agree to tutor with..with....

Kyuhyun turned his malicious gaze towards the girl who had been neatly listening the entire time he and his advisor had talked. The evil side of his brain started to think of something better, instead of letting the other party suppress him by acting like a tutor. He would use her to do his homework and spin reports. The score alone is beautiful.

It should get him through this year. Even though I failed the exam at the end of the semester.

Zhou Kyuhyun is extremely smart.

As soon as the teacher left the room A mischievous young man threw his math homework book in front of the person sitting calmly opposite him. then give orders

'Chapter 2, page 46, please do it. Thank you..'

'No...' She didn't even finish speaking. When the other party grabbed his school bag and jumped out of the room, he looked expressionless.

Seohyun could only look at the notebook that had been blown open by the wind, revealing red ink marks all over the pages. Damn it! I don't know whether to use my brain to study or use my appendix to study. Each page was so full of red crosses!

the next morning Kyuhyun whistled in a good mood. He stopped by to ask his personal tutor about the homework he had given him to do yesterday. The other party answered briefly. that it has been completed and has been sent to you

How good is this? From being annoyed, he began to think of Grandma Kaem Salapao a bit fondly. Today, I'll give a few more subjects more weight. But what subject should I take?..let me think about it first.

Kyuhyun was in such a good mood that he fell asleep while studying. After two classes, it was math time. The teacher handed the homework book back and looked suspiciously through his glasses. but didn't say anything He secretly smiled proudly. Make a special note of your homework to give to someone to do for you.

In the evening, he hurriedly ran to the underside of the music building where special classes were held. His teacher was already sitting with his back straight and his book ready. But he doesn't care. Finish the homework book. He pulled the pigtails and pointed. Going one time is a thank you. and immediately ran out of the school gates Things continued like this for the rest of the week.

On Monday evening the following week, he carried a new report and math homework to hand to the person who had been demoted from tutor to private tutor to do the same. The difference was that before he could turn around like every other day, a clear voice suddenly sounded.

'Yah!'

‘You called me?’ He turned around and pointed at himself confusedly. Both confused at being called such a disrespectful word. And even more confused when the chick in his hand raised his eyebrows in response like he did with his friends of the same age.

'Are there anyone else around here?'

'Yah! Grandma Salapao, I'm your senior!'

'I never respect people who grow old because they eat grass...'

The audience was shocked to hear such cold words. He seemed to have misjudged the little chick. Actually, he's a good boy scout.

'you...'

'Sit down now!'

'Do you dare to order me?'

'I dare to do more than I command!'

‘What!’ Kyuhyun shouted in a look that would make a large man I'm afraid I'll get angry. But the person who was only shoulder-high didn't have the slightest expression of fear. She flicked her chin in a repeating command. without wasting time This made the school godfather so angry that he slammed the table.

'It's going to be too much.'

'Open your homework book. I'll explain it to you one by one.' The other party didn't care. Order with a straight face

'no!'

The girl he had thought would be neat and docile caught his eye. He asked in a calm but calm voice, 'Or do you want me to send all the evidence to the teacher?'

'What evidence?'

'It's proof that I've done all my homework and reports for you over the past week.'

Kyuhyun was speechless. He slammed the table again, his hand hurt badly, but it hurt even more.

'She was willing to do it for me'

'I was forced. You pulled my braids...'

'I pull with passion...' ...look, but what story does it tell? Right now, she's not likable and is worth getting stabbed all over again.

'You slapped me in the face'

'Are you crazy! I just pulled your cheek, teasing you.. Do you know that?'

Seohyun pretended not to hear. She threw the most serious accusation in his face.

'You sexually harassed me!'

'What? Sexual harassment!?'

The person who initiated the use of enticing words blushed. Feeling a little embarrassed

'So you...and...hug me'

'That was a thank you hug..whoa!' He raised his voice, unable to contain his emotions. The audience frowned and said,

'You are speaking disrespectfully to me'

'Are you my guardian? Why do I have to be polite? Ha..Whoa!!!'

'And all you shouted at me today confirms once again that you are threatening me.'

Seohyun swept his hand around. Kyuhyun just noticed that he was standing in the middle of a group of tens of people who were looking annoyed at his act of intimidation towards a small woman.

Hey! A little woman? What a naughty grandma!

'These people see you come here every day. to threaten me'

'I came to study separately'

‘You came to order me to do my homework and report separately!’ Seohyun lowered her voice slightly so that both of them could hear. 'These people will help testify. If I went and told the teacher that I was the one who had done the homework and the report for the past week. Now..you will be kicked out of school without waiting for the final exam. Do you want to do that?'

'Do you dare to threaten me?'

He thought that the other party would respond with a teasing expression. But the mischievous grandmother spoke in a softer, almost pleading manner. 'I don't want to do that'

'Alas! I think it will!'

'I don't want to do it. But I will...do If you continue to behave like a thug and bully people all over the place.'

'The last person who dared to give me a condition, do you know what the condition of the body is?'

The people listening make faces like the people who speak are retarded like this. The owner of the sentence who thinks his own sentence is really cool. I lost my life and almost ran into the ground.

'Yah!'

'Shut up and from now on come tutor every evening. Just one hour a day Can't you do it?'

'No, it's a waste of time!'

'You think other people have no business? You thought the world revolved around you alone'

Don't wait for the other party to answer. She continued wearing it without stopping. 'I had to spend an entire hour practicing the piano to scoop the sawdust out of your head.'

Scooping sawdust out of his head?

Never had a curse word made him feel so much pain as this one. Especially when it came out of the mouth of someone he really disliked.

'And don't dare think that I did it all because of you. If the teacher I love and respect doesn't ask. Do you think that someone like you will come into my life orbit!?'

'That's enough!'

Can't bear to hear the truth...

He saw those words appear in his eyes and the way he raised his eyebrows, which looked both troublesome and irritating, so much so that he couldn't help but wonder: How could he view the other party as a neat student in the first place?

'Sit down'

Kyuhyun could only slump down in his seat, confused as he ordered. By the time he realized that he didn't need to obey, it was too late. Notebooks and thick books were piled up in front of him so that he couldn't get up and escape.

'I do not...'

'quiet! Then pick up the pen!'

The other party followed with a grunt. But at least..he still listens to her.

Seohyun secretly sighed in relief even though she was shaking inside. She's not a mean person. Not a person who likes to give orders I've never even raised my voice at anyone since I was born. But she did bad things. All of that in one day because of this crazy man!

It's all just the first step. She will still have to face evil demons in the guise of a good-looking man for a long time. If it weren't for a respected teacher asking to help a fellow creature, Out of the corner of her eye, she would never take care of someone like this. She thought, not knowing that the other person was thinking the same thing.

If the teacher doesn't force him to take special classes. A bland woman like this would be like dust floating in the air. Even if you look hard, you can hardly see it. My personality is broken..(maybe) There is nothing motivating me to want to study at all.

That day's tutoring went well. Even though Kyuhyun doesn't seem to accept anything in his head, But at least he did his own homework for every subject. It is a good starting point. Until she heard vengeful words from him.

'I will definitely get you back!'

A smile was still stuck on the corner of his mouth when he was woken up by a loud knock on the door...

It took Kyuhyun a moment to adjust his perception before he realized he was lying on his bed and dreaming sweet dreams of memories from a long time ago...

For so long....

faucet! faucet! The knock sounded again. He let out a long sigh as he got up and shook off the blankets from himself. Anyone who is a nuisance on a weekend morning will pay dearly!

The room owner drags his feet across the room and yanks the door open in frustration. Not yet able to go on a rampage like I thought. Without permission, a towering mountain of boxes moved inside without permission.

"Wait...what?"

“Food from home The president has brought it for you.”

He heard a loud reply from the person behind the box. The other party tries to place But due to the weight of the various types of food containers, it tilts back and forth. Kyuhyun hurriedly stepped in to help. But it was too late when the top box overturned and fell..Kimchi spread all over the floor.

Room owner swears The clumsy person with a discolored face hurriedly put the remaining boxes on the dining table. Mouth uttered an apology at the same time. and turning left and right to find a towel The young man was unable to stop him when the other man grabbed a white cloth that was draped over the back of his chair and wiped up the orange water that was beginning to flow.

“That's...”

“Shirt...” the woman stammered. It was only recently that I realized that I had made a terrible mistake twice when I saw it clearly. that the cloth that was thought to be a table cloth was actually a famous brand shirt She looked up at the young man as he looked down.

Eyes met, each side unexpectedly silent.

"Well..."

“S........you....”

The girl regained consciousness first. She hurriedly stood up. Take two steps back. Sweaty hands squeezed together tightly

“Why...?” Kyuhyun asked before finishing his sentence. The other party blurted out and introduced himself first.

“I am the secretary to the president.”

Secretary to the president, angel in white, beautiful young pianist No matter what position you are in But for him, you..are you, someone who will never be erased from his heart.

"fiddle..."

“As for you, you are the president's only grandson. The company's new executive director.” She emphasized his position like underlining it with a red pen. Stop...him from crossing the line separating the relationship.

Kyuhyun stared intently at the person who was looking down. The voice that spoke softly but coldly touched my heart.

“What do you say…”

“Nice to meet you.”

That wasn't the answer he wanted.

“I will give you another chance to answer. Who am I..." ...for you

The girl slowly raised her head to meet her hard gaze. She forced a polite smile and walked past him towards the door with a calm expression on her face. Then he turned around and said in a completely unrelated sentence,

“I will call the maid to clean the floor for you. Sorry for bothering you this morning.”

Monday morning Kyuhyun opened the door to his office on the top floor of a twenty-story building and went inside. The first thing that caught his eye was not the person sitting behind the large desk. But it was the delicate back of the person standing in front of the table taking orders.

"oh! Come in.”

“If Uncle is ordering work...”

“When you're done, come in so we can get to know each other.”

No...he doesn't want to get to know anyone at all!

Kyuhyun thought about it. But he couldn't stop himself from stepping up to stand next to the person who had backed away almost immediately. The secretary gripped the file tightly, her heart pounding, knowing that he was deliberately teasing her. But I can't do anything.

“Have you met before? But it has not been officially introduced.”

The young woman answered in a low voice. As for the young man, he kept silent. The elder then opened his mouth to introduce.

“Kyuhyun, my nephew, he will be taking care of the administrative work for me…”

The person being introduced pretended to object. The elder waved his hand. Then added, “...In the future, you will probably have to meet this young man often. He is quite neat and a bit mean…”

“President...”

“Okay, I'm not mean, just a little too kind,” the uncle said with a smile. “More importantly, our new executive director is quite dangerous to young women's hearts. You have to be careful...Seohyun.”

That name...he already knew. Just wait for Uncle to confirm for sure.

“Seohyun...”

Kyuhyun softly repeated the name. His eyes were sharp as he looked at the owner of his name who raised his eyes to look at him.

"Just listening to their names makes us feel like we're soulmates, don't you think?"

“Kyuhyun-ah…” The elder rebuked. He doesn't like the way a dog teases a chicken. Especially when one side is the boss and the other side is the subordinate.

“I may have to ask Uncle's secretary to help with some work that Mr. Kim cannot do.”

“What job…” The secretary he arranged for his nephew had been a professional secretary for more than twenty years. I really want to know if there's anything that Mr. Kim can't do.

“Mr. Kim told me that he might have to excuse himself if he goes to a party very late. Because I have to go back and be with my child. But I will provide young secretaries. that is appropriate I think..I found it."

His eyes, the way he looked Including a strange sparkle in her eyes that made the 'female secretary' feel chills down her spine, wanting to run away, wanting to retreat far away. But with her job supporting her neck, she couldn't move away.

“You have to ask Seohyun's willingness first.”

Even though you say it as if it's open But the secretary knew that she had no right to refuse.

“What do you say?” It was the first time he addressed her directly. Seohyun felt like her heart was being squeezed by an invisible hand. His whole body twitched with an indescribable feeling. Both her body and mind were stunned. He hardly even knew what answer he had uttered. But looking at his expression It was probably the answer he wanted to hear...

“Nice to work together...again.”

His last two words were soft, almost a whisper. But it reverberated in her heart like an echo that reverberated over and over.

Again...again.....and again

Kyuhyun got the opportunity to use the services of his beautiful secretary earlier than expected. He would never accept that he sat down and selected invitations himself until he found a foundation party that he had no need to go to. But he intended to go because...

The young man turned his eyes towards the person who had walked out of the fitting room. Smiling with satisfaction over the short, gold-colored evening dress that made the wearer have to pull it down. But when you pull it too far, the low neckline will reveal soft skin to the point where the wearer has to move and pull it up even more. Kyuhyun looked at the girl's uncomfortable expression when her hands had to move her dress all the time with satisfaction.

“Stop touching this and that. Lost all personality Didn't the secretarial textbook teach you that?”

The young man held onto his soft hand. No matter how much the owner tried to pull him back, it was ineffective.

“I told you, I'm not comfortable wearing this. But you still insist on wearing it.”

“You are beautiful…” His short words made his cheeks blush brightly. Kyuhyun turned a blind eye. He quickly reminded himself sternly that it was just a game. And he must win!

“Usually when I go to a party with the president. I was just wearing polite clothes…” Seohyun didn't finish explaining. Her new boss interrupted.

“But I am not the president. I want a secretary who makes my contract's heart flutter with agony...I want it.” He emphasized the last two words with a sly tone that made the hairs on the listeners' necks stand up for no reason before they even asked what they meant. The car stopped in front of the hotel where the event was being held.

Seohyun followed the young man inside. She was familiar with the party. But never had he been watched by such curious eyes before. The women wanted to know if she was Kyuhyun's new partner. As for the male side...

"Ouch..."

A large hand reached out and held her up just in time before she lost her footing and fell because she tripped on the carpet.

"What's wrong.."

Seohyun shook her head, speechless, not knowing what to say. The men's eyes seemed to tear off the clothes that were not covering anything from her body.

“You are very cold. Will I faint or not...?”

She probably thought he was asking out of concern. If no next sentence follows

“Don't worry about anything. You haven't done any work for me yet.”

His words were the best medicine that made her stand upright again. Seohyun gritted her teeth and asked with regret. “What do you want me to do?”

“You know President Lee, right? I want you to please me a little.”

“Please…” Her heart dropped to her eyes. Looking at the person giving the order, he couldn't believe his eyes. But the other party was too busy keeping an eye on the event chairman, who, according to charity auction tradition, would auction off the biggest item of the event. But it happened that he wanted that item.

“I want that blue diamond clock tower. Could you please catch my attention?”

“But..it's a tradition.”

“There are no fixed traditions.”

Seohyun was silent. She looked at him as if to complain. But in the end, he turned around and walked away to do his own duties as assigned.

Kyuhyun has a smile on his face. He walked over and stood quietly in the corner of the room, watching the situation. There would be no bidding!

Seohyun looked around anxiously. It's almost time for the final auction of the event. But the person who really wanted it disappeared. In fact..she hadn't seen him since the middle of the event. But I thought I'd go out and answer the phone and I'd probably come back soon, but this...

The hot palm that was placed on her thigh made the girl flinch in shock. Thoughts are scattered. The chairman of the event leaned closer. Whispering orders for her to call the waiter Seohyun quickly accepted and backed away. She was so disgusted by the contact on her leg that she almost burst into tears. But he couldn't do anything but grab the hem of the tablecloth and cover it with his bare legs.

The auction continues until the last item. Other bidders bid generously because they knew exactly who the item would end up with. Seohyun turned left and right, looking for the owner of the idea that made her trapped here. But..not even his shadow could be seen.

Or Kyuhyun doesn't want it anymore. She will get up and go...

No! He hadn't wanted it in the first place. A sudden understanding flashed in his head like a bolt of lightning.

She was a fool, should have known that he didn't even need to come to this event. He just..wanted to tease her!

Seohyun stood up and everyone at the table turned to look at her with interest. President Lee, who had just made his final bid, also turned to look at her. He took her hand and pulled her to sit down. But the secretary shook it off. The young president's face was a little lost. He pulled her delicate arm so hard that the girl collapsed back on the chair.

"What is up with you The work is about to end. A special gift is about to be yours...on our night.”

Our night...

The audience opened their eyes and looked at the speaker in shock. They moved to refuse, but the sound of bidding sounded first.

“A hundred million won.”

Almost all the guests turned to look at the source of the sound. A young man who had bid three times more than the auction price stepped out from the shadows. Kyuhyun nodded to the judges who were as shocked as the others. Start counting numbers.

President Lee tightly gripped the delicate wrist of the person beside him. Who dares to disrespect him at the event he held? The older man was considering whether to fight the insane price that was several times higher than it actually was or let it slip away. Because tonight he has something more interesting to do.

Suddenly, his little victim struggled until her arms broke free. But his elbow knocked the wine glass over. Bloodshot water splashed onto his light-colored pants.

The president swore at the same time. As the sound of the hammer striking the unanimous price sounded. It was announced that the replica clock tower had passed to new owners. Everything happened very fast. Seohyun was shocked by her unintentional work. In the end he just muttered an apology. Then quickly took advantage of the chaos to escape.

Kyuhyun stared at the figure in gold clothing limping on the sidewalk in the deserted night with a feeling he couldn't tell. He didn't feel as satisfied as he thought. Over and over, I still feel..so hot that I can hardly stand it. He nearly swooped out and snatched the head off the owner of the squid hands that were grazing the young secretary's body several times.

But he patiently waited for the auction to travel until the end. Then take revenge by humiliating yourself and stealing the auction for the biggest item that should belong to you.

Before dealing with anything until completed He couldn't find Seohyun anymore. Luckily, I overheard a young man from a group of drinkers talking about a beautiful woman on the street. So he drove out to look for him until he ran into someone who was walking around, oblivious to how misleading the short, gold-colored outfit was.

A person on the sidewalk stumbled and lurched. Her high-heeled shoe several inches stuck in the roadway. She tried to pull it, but it broke. There was nothing worse than this.

Seohyun took off her other shoe. The girl threw it out into the street. Cars traveling at high speed crushed them until they were crushed to bits, no different from how she felt right now. A figure slowly collapsed against the wall. One tear fell, and another followed.

I don't know how much time has passed. One hand and a white handkerchief were held in front of him. The person who was crying heavily was startled. But when I looked up I saw who it was. She brushed it off forcefully.

“I thought you had changed…” Your voice trembled and trailed off.

“Get up...”

“You are still as mean as ever. Never changes!”

'You're late...'

Those words of criticism made the person upset because he had just been teased by a friend for easily surrendering to the child's grandmother the day before yesterday. He was very angry.

'When I come is my business'

Kyuhyun slammed the book down on the table so loudly that the table next to him Turned around and looked at him reproachfully. He glared at him, causing the music club kids to shrink in fear. He kept his head down and polished his instrument. He already knew why Grandma Salapao had demanded that he come study with her here. Because there are only your people in this music building.

If he accidentally angers Master Ying Those kids definitely wouldn't hesitate to throw musical instruments at his head.

After intending to get it back He did a little research and found out that the girl was a good student but poor. She agreed to tutor him only because his advisor had helped her apply for a scholarship before.

'How much money did she get?'

'What money...'

'What about the tuition fees?'

'No,' came the curt reply. Still didn't make the young man feel

'Lie, aren't you hired as a tutor because you need money?'

I saw the audience stunned. Kyuhyun thought he hit the right spot. So he said the proposal that he had been thinking about all night. 'I will hire you one more time. But hire her to stop teaching.'

'You don't have to go to such lengths. I'm going to tell the teacher that I don't want to teach you anymore.'

Kyuhyun hurriedly grabbed the person who was pretending to rush towards the teacher's room. He changed his attitude to a conciliatory one.

'Okay, it's my fault, I was joking.'

'Then hurry up and pick up the book!'

The young man hesitated a little, 'Today, I don't want to study...'

'You never want to study for a day,' the instructor snorted, losing his patience, grabbing his bag and getting ready to practice music. But the other party quickly stretched out their arms to block them. I begged in a way I didn't do very often. No! I almost never do it with anyone.

'Just one day today..I promise. Let's go find something to eat. I take care of myself'

'No need to come looking for trouble'

'I just want to repay her for helping me tutor for free.' He emphasized the word free.. like he still couldn't believe that she didn't get paid anything.

'If you don't go as you please...' The mischievous young man threw away his trump card. Pretending to turn around But the girl didn't care. She turned and walked in the other direction as well. In the end..Kyuhyun was the one who had to run after and grab the hand of the person who was about to step up to the music building. Holding tight, refusing to let go, dragging them together until they were able to.

Kyuhyun takes his tutor into a luxury ice cream shop. He deftly selected the most expensive menu and glanced at the person shifting uncomfortably on the opposite seat. You can bet..the other party has probably never tasted something this good before. He would let her eat to her heart's content and then...

'I'm going to the bathroom for a moment'

Seohyun looked up and looked at the person who had gotten up and walked out as soon as he finished speaking, feeling uneasy. She could barely eat the ice cream in the small bowl in front of her. But the people who came together... drank three large bowls as if they were dying to come back from the desert.

The girl shifted uncomfortably. Kyuhyun had been missing for more than an hour. The shop's service began to gather and gossip about the young girl sitting alone in the middle of the shop. A group of girls the same age as her also collected their bills and prepared to leave. One of them..a person whose face she was very familiar with hovered over. He looked at the price numbers and smiled sneeringly.

'Cockroaches and rats come to the fancy shops. It's like this.'

Seohyun clenched her hands until her nails dug into the flesh. The laughter of the group of children cut deep. Her face was hot. I almost didn't want to look up into anyone's eyes. But in the end, he braced himself and grabbed the bill, stood up and walked towards the counter.

Some of the waiters hurriedly walked over and stood at the exit, as if afraid that she would run away. The shop owner stared so intently that he couldn't help but shake his legs.

'I don't have the money to pay,' the girl whispered those words, feeling humiliated, her face numb, and tears threatening to fall. But she tried to hold it back.

As expected, the owner of Ed's shop shouted loudly. They scolded the school and the parents for not educating them. Seohyun's tears actually fell. But she quickly wiped it away. The other party told her to call her parents to pay. But she...don't know who to call. That answer made the shop owner even more angry. He shouted fiercely.

'Born out of a bamboo tube, so you don't have any parents? If she doesn't call, call your parents. I'll call the police instead.'

The girl almost went weak when she heard the word police. But she really has no one to call. The other party saw that her threats were useless so he nodded to the store employee and dragged her into the back of the store that was full of things. A large hand pushed her towards the cleaning sink where glass cups were piled up.

'I don't have the ability to pay. Then put in the work!'

The sound of the door swinging shut. Everything fell into silence. She was left standing alone amid the howling cold wind and piles of dirty utensils.

Hot tears flowed down her face and she tried to hold back her sobs. But the pain in my heart was so great that I wanted to fall to the ground and weep. Had she done so much wrong? That's why God had played such a cruel joke on you.

A loud commotion came from inside. The girl quickly wiped away her tears and looked back. The back door of the store swung open again. Someone flew out and collided with her with such force that they both staggered.

'Hurry up and finish this before I call the police.'

'Mr...'

Kyuhyun made to run and kick the person who threw him. But the door swung shut and fell back into place. He looked at the owner of the eyes, red and bruised, but without a hint of accusation. He cleared his throat a bit before slapping away the cold hand that was supporting him. Pretending to be snooty, he brushed his shirt and pants, but refused to meet her eyes again.

“Why did you come back?” a soft voice asked.

'I have to come back anyway. Just went to the bathroom for a little while.'

Seohyun knew but didn't say anything. Just turned to pick up the glove and put it on, but it was snatched away. A large hand slipped into the glove and a hole was torn at the tip of the finger. The young boy swore loudly as the cold water splashed on his skin.

'I'm going to die from the cold'

'I did it myself'

'No need, it's my fault...'

Those words, even though they sounded so fast you could barely hear them. But she heard it clearly. Seohyun sighed. She turned on the cold water and started washing without gloves.

'If you don't have money, why did you bring me here?'

There are..there are a lot!

After seeing the incident go beyond the fun of teasing people. Seohyun was dragged into the back of the store. Kyuhyun hurriedly went to withdraw money to pay. But the shop owner thought he was missing and stole someone else's money. Then pretended to arrest him and hand him over to another police officer.

Ever since I was born..just this time someone didn't believe he had money. Damn it! So I ended up helping Grandma Salapao wash the dishes. Even though I didn't want to do it at all. This damn water is really cold. If the temperature drops another two or three degrees It must have turned into ice. I want the shop to fail. Prefer even warm water

'What's up?'

'Shut up, this is so annoying'

They both worked quietly. until completed In addition to that question The other party didn't complain at all until he felt guilty. I've wanted to explain it many times but I don't know where to begin.

It was snowing heavily, but the shopkeeper chased the couple away. Not even giving him a place to stand and hide. He continued to curse in several sentences.

Kyuhyun turned left and right, intending to find a rock or something to throw at the shop. Let it fall flat and then pay for it by throwing money at its head later. will know who is who But the people who came with him took the lead, so he had to run after them.

‘Wait!’ the young man shouted angrily.

'You don't have to follow me. I'm going home now. Thank you for the ice cream'

'Are you trying to insult me?'

'No, I didn't find anything fun. It's been like this for a long time'

Kyuhyun glanced at the person with a slight smile on her face. He couldn't tell what emotion she was speaking with.

'Who are those women? Did you know her before?'

'Which group?'

‘The group that calls us cockroaches and rats!’ he screeched. I intend that if we meet again, I will grab real rats and cockroaches and stuff them into the mouths of the owners of the words.

'Eva Girls' High School'

'A high society school in the middle of the city, right...'

'Yes...' Seohyun answered shortly. Before telling a story that I didn't think I would tell anyone. 'I studied there before. I've acted like these kids before. Simply put, I've looked down on people at our school before. In the end, I ended up at this school because I didn't have the money to pay the expensive school fees. Is that funny...'

Kyuhyun turned around and looked at him in surprise. He didn't have time to ask further. The other party stopped walking and turned to speak.

'I've arrived at my house. Thank you for coming to deliver'

'I didn't come to send it.' He hurriedly denied and turned around. After giving up some time, he slowly turned around to look, the fragile figure disappearing from sight. He decided to follow.

At the end of the road, shaded by trees, was a large but deserted house. There was only a low candlelight light peeking out from a window in one corner of the house. It seemed that the girl had not lied about having attended a school for wealthy children before.

What happened to you, Miss, who is in trouble?

When the other party refuses to get up So he scooped his frail body into his strong arms and walked towards the car that had been parked on the side of the road. Seohyun resisted only a little before it was all over and she sat calmly in the passenger seat.

Kyuhyun took off his suit jacket to cover his trembling body. He grabbed the bottle of water he always had in his car and washed his bare, dusty feet. The other party was shocked. I'll pull my foot back. But the big hand wouldn't let go. He used a handkerchief that she didn't accept to wipe away her tears and helped dry her feet until they were completely dry.

“Do you think of yourself as Cinderella? To throw a shoe at the prince in the middle of the road like that.”

“It's not just shoes. But I want to rip off the dress you paid for. The bag you choose Destroy everything that belongs to you!”

The listener could only look up and see eyes that were lined with tears. He almost reached out to help wipe it away. But he knew that the other party would probably brush it off with disgust.

“I'm sorry...”

“Why are you apologizing? When you intend it.”

“Seohyun-ah…”

“Stop calling my name like we're close!”

“You should stop pretending you don't know me too!”

Kyuhyun shouted impatiently. He pulled his delicate shoulder closer..until the tips of their noses almost touched. She felt his breath. And he could feel her breathing as well.

Seohyun tried to distance herself. But the car seat was so narrow that she couldn't move anywhere. So he could only turn away. I didn't realize that it was like giving the opportunity to press the tip of my high nose onto my soft cheeks.

“Eh!” She turned around in shock.

“Didn't you give me a hint to kiss your cheek?” Kyuhyun asked deadpanly. And when the other party opened their mouth to protest He immediately placed his own lips on the soft petals.

His large hand tightly held the small hand that was holding the clasp of his robe. The strong fingers move in harmony with the five delicate fingers. Placed on the heart base Feel the heavy pounding in your chest.

“Your heart is pounding,” he whispered against his trembling lips.

"Because I want to kill you."

The young man removed his lips. He raised his head, his eyes wide in the darkness. Then press a hard kiss to the corner of his mouth.

"lie"

“Move!”

“Do you really want me to back down?”

Seohyun pursed her lips tightly. Determined whether it was a bad death or not, I wouldn't mind opening my mouth to answer. But even so, the person asking has his own method. Hot lips moved to press kisses all over her face until she couldn't avoid it anywhere. In the end, I had to beg in surrender.

“Please stop.”

“Do you really want me to stop?”

This time, the young woman didn't rashly reject him or push him away, but slowly raised her head and looked into his sharp eyes. The answer was replaced with a question that caused the young man to freeze. “You are kissing someone else's wife..do you know that?”

Maybe because of guilt from the events of that day. This made Kyuhyun behave better and not find trouble to tease her again. But he was not as studious as before. Pretending to be asleep Do some drawing. A mischievous young man who doesn't open up to anyone. Build a barrier to protect yourself from mean words and bad manners. Even though in essence he was a gentleman.

'What are you looking at!?'

The person being asked accidentally wrinkled his nose, didn't answer, but muttered, 'You said it nicely. Can't you please?'

'I've been saying my things like this since time immemorial.'

'thank...'

'Hmm...' The young man was puzzled when he suddenly listened to the words of thanks.

'Thank you for walking me home every day'

Not long ago, she accidentally found out that he secretly followed her to the front of the house almost every day.

'What's so funny? Did you misunderstand?' Seohyun secretly smiled. She collects books and notebooks. Repeat it again without caring how determined the other party is to deny it.

'thank!'

'I told you I didn't send it!'

'Thank you...thank you...' the girl pretended to shout. The person who was teased had a red face. Make a grunt of displeasure In the end, he grabbed his bag and ran after the girl up to the music building without realizing it. He tried to hold the other back to resolve the misunderstanding.

'I didn't send her away. I just have to walk through it anyway. Don't be too judgmental!'

‘Really?’ Seohyun made a mocking noise.

'Eh! I said no...Whoa!'

'Why do you have to speak impolitely? What's the shame in doing good deeds? I'm...' She trailed off for a bit. I don't know if he'll count her as a friend. But for you he is.. '...friend'

When he saw that the other party had not refused So she went on to say: 'How strange is it for friends to take care of each other?'

Kyuhyun stood still. The person who spoke loudly at him shook his head, walked over and put his bag on the table and started cleaning up the deserted music room. The standing man frowned and asked casually,

'Are you a club member? Why do you have to do these things?'

He looked at the small arm. who tried to lift a large musical instrument box onto a shelf and had to step in to help Seohyun was startled and immediately backed away from the tall figure standing behind her.

'I would like to use the piano room for outside practice. So I repaid the teacher by helping put things away and clean up.'

'At home..there's no piano?'

'do not have....'

The young girl answered briefly. Turn around and pick up scraps of paper on the floor. Do a little more cleaning before starting to practice the piano. Without paying attention to the people who came together again

Kyuhyun stood eavesdropping outside. This kind of skill level...it's not 'not' having a piano at home, but 'there', but it's no longer there.

Kyuhyun's midterm exam scores improved to a shocking level. Even the people who helped him with his homework every day were surprised that he passed the exam. When asked.. he just shrugged his shoulders and replied irritably,

'If I intend I can do better than you.'

'Then it's good, I'll stop helping you.'

'Okay, don't be lazy!' The young man immediately shouted. It makes people shout and shout at the hammer..who is really lazy? You can do good, but you won't do it!

'I have to prepare for the annual piano competition. Must practice harder So the teacher said that from now on, he would teach you himself.' She said the real reason.

But..instead of the listener understanding Instead, he was unreasonably angry. 'Do you see me as Unji? That's why we threw each other around like this'

'You better behave yourself. The results of this exam have shown that if you put your mind to it, nothing is impossible.'

'Grandmother of the kapoko kid. Save yourself first. You don't have to teach me.'

The little boy just exhaled sharply from his nose. With some anger as well She grabbed her bag and stood up. Walk two steps Before turning back, he threw the thin notebook in front of his former student.

'I can definitely survive. You worry about yourself!'

'Yah! I'm your senior. Say something and have some respect.'

But there...a junior who never acted like a junior walked away and went up to the music building. Kyuhyun grabbed the notebook and slammed it against the table in frustration. After a while, it gradually I reached out and opened it to look at it out of curiosity.

He tried his best to hold back his smile. No..don't smile! Definitely don't smile!

Finally.. the young man picked up the notebook and closed his face. And smile as wide as you want to smile...

Seohyun stopped her fingertips as she was diligently practicing the piano in shock when she heard the sound of something falling on the floor behind the balcony. Haven't walked out yet to take a look. I heard a loud pounding on the door behind me and a familiar shout.

'Yah! Please open the door. Did you hear..I told you to open the door!'

'How did you get up there?'

'Climb the tree,' Kyuhyun answered simply. He walked into the practice room and walked into the practice room as if nothing had happened.

Seohyun looked up at the height from the ground and wrapped her shoulders slightly. I was amazed that he dared to climb up. Normally, the music building is locked on all sides before an important match so that the children can practice with concentration without outsiders disturbing them. But people who never respect any rules Like Kyuhyun doesn't care about anything.

'What do you want?'

'Teach me your homework,' the young man said in a curt voice. Lemon type, no juice like usual. Seohyun sighed heavily.

'I told you, I have to practice the piano.'

'I can wait...' he said simply before grabbing his bag and walking to sit in a corner and wait. Pretend to settle down until roots grow.

'You came to wait like this. I can't concentrate on practice,' the girl complained, stepping forward and pulling the person who was lying down as if to tease her.

'Get up now!'

In addition to not getting up, he also pretended to give a jerk, causing the person who was dragging and pulling him to lurch against his wide chest. Everyone was shocked because they didn't expect the result of being so close that the tip of their noses almost touched their noses.

Seohyun regained consciousness and hurriedly scrambled to her feet. Stepping back, face turning red. But the eyes sparkled. Kyuhyun stood up. He locked his eyes, not avoiding them. Don't make a single excuse that it wasn't intentional.

'It's not that she's not alone. I can't concentrate either.'

'What are you talking about?' the girl muttered, making to step back into the piano room to continue practicing. But a tall figure jumped up and intercepted him in front of him. Extend both arms to block the door.

'Eh!'

'Let's talk first'

'I don't want to have a conversation with an opportunist like you. Hurry back down or I'll sue the teacher.'

'Grandma, you petulant child!'

'What?'

'I didn't do anything just now. She pushed her thighs down onto me.'

'You pulled me'

'She pulled me first'

'But you....'

'Let's do it.' He hurriedly raised his hand to compromise. 'I can admit my fault'

'You don't have to be a martyr. You are that person..wrong!'

Kyuhyun couldn't hold back a laugh.

'What's funny?'

'She's taking the same issue'

'I only take issue with people with bad habits!'

'You have a bad personality too,' the young man accused in a teasing tone, turning his eyes away as if embarrassed.

Seohyun furrowed her brow and asked confused, 'What did I do for you...'

'That notebook...' He flicked his fingertip towards the lecture book she gave him. 'It's just full of heart. Do you secretly like me? Or just want to make me crazy'

Seohyun was stunned. I couldn't help but think that the other party might really have gone crazy. But it's not you..that makes him crazy. He did it himself.

'I just stick to using hearts instead of asterisks. There's nothing special,' the book owner said simply. Looking at him as if asking if something was wrong.

Those who had heard the true reason were stunned. I was so embarrassed that I had to yell at him like a child.

'She secretly likes me'

'nonsense'

'Hey......' the young man trailed off. Pretending to reach out and caress his soft cheek. 'Then why must your face be red?'

'I didn't blush at all. That guy is the most narcissistic!'

'do not believe! do not believe! do not believe!'

Kyuhyun teased until the other person couldn't take it anymore and had to retreat to the piano room to continue practicing. When there was no one, he slowly took out the female teacher's school bag. Pick up the book and open it. It's true what he said..Seohyun normally uses hearts instead of asterisks to divide topics. People with high hopes tumble down the mountain of expectations like a wobble.

The plug reaches the epigastric region and passes through the fourth left chamber of the heart. The young man threw the notebook he had been so carefully cherished on the ground. He looked at it silently for a moment. before bending down to pick it up again Then read from the first page to the last page again.

His heart no longer raced as he scanned each heart on the page. But it danced with a clearly changed feeling. It was a feeling that he himself could not explain what it was.

Probably only the heart knows...

The contest has passed. Seohyun took first place as expected. There are universities offering scholarships for music. But the girl still hesitated, neither accepting nor refusing.

After the club celebration Seohyun was the last to leave the music building. She sighed deeply when she saw that her nemesis had walked towards her as if he had been waiting for a long time.

The young girl kept her mouth shut. He refused to ask why he hadn't come home yet. The other party didn't say anything. He grabbed his bag and helped him carry it, looking straight-faced without even asking about his volition. When the owner wants to take it back I dodged left and right in a nervous manner.

'congratulations'

'thank'

'Just like this..'

'So what do you want me to say?'

'Anything that doesn't sound this dry and depressing'

'I am tired...'

Everyone was silent after that sentence. In all this time, she had never once said these words. Even though inside I felt so heavy I could hardly stand it.

The girl didn't head home. But it's going somewhere. Kyuhyun followed silently. Until he stopped in front of a large music school that he had walked past no matter how many times because it was not too far from his apartment. Seohyun looked up at the tall building. Then he lowered his eyes and looked through the glass at the grand piano that stood in the middle of the reception hall.

A four- or five-year-old girl climbed up a chair and sat down, her little fingers dipping intently onto the keyboard one by one. A middle-aged woman, dressed modestly, walked up to him. She lifted the girl onto her lap. Then he took his little finger and placed it on the black and white keys, gently teaching the girl the correct method.

'I first started playing the piano on that piano too'

Kyuhyun turned to look at the person who had spoken in surprise. He followed her gaze to the mother and child sitting in front of the piano in the music school.

'My father ordered it for my mother on our first wedding anniversary. I grew up on that piano. My mother always held me on her lap when playing the piano. Even when pregnant Mother told me that she had to play the piano every day before going to bed. Otherwise, I won't stop struggling.'

'means that...'

'My family used to own this school.'

Those words didn't surprise him much. The musical skills of the other person Clearly superior to ordinary children. He only thought that he had studied music since childhood.

'My parents had a car accident. Father died instantly, and mother...' The girl's voice trailed off. He glanced at it with a weak heart. Especially when he saw her trying to swallow back the tears that were stuck in her eyes. He was in unspeakable pain.

'I think Mom loves Dad more than me. Soon... mother followed and went to live with father.'

A hot hand reached out and squeezed, destroying the thick wall she had tried to build around her heart to make it strong.

'He..my father and mother's partner took everything. Not even that piano. I tried to beg and beg to return my father and mother's gift. But he made me choose between a house to sleep in and a piano...'

The young girl sobbed violently. She wasn't crying..no.....it was just tears falling down on her own.

'I need to choose a house...'

‘You did the right thing.’ Kyuhyun didn't know what to say better than this. He squeezed his cold hand tightly. I want to pull the other person into a hug to comfort me. But it wouldn't be appropriate when both of them were in school uniforms.

The two walked home together in silence. Even though there are no words But the hand that held tightly on the walk home spoke of the invisible bond that woven two hearts together.

The next day, Kyuhyun waited for the girl in front of the classroom. Seohyun tried to avoid it. I don't know what inspired her to tell him about herself. Even though I had never thought of telling anyone about it before.

'Yah! Wait, where are you going in such a hurry?'

'I have to hurry to practice'

'What else are you practicing? Isn't the competition already over? You can come back and tutor me.'

'How many times have I told you to go tutor with the teacher? I've stopped teaching you!'

'But I don't want to stop studying with you!' The young man shouted loudly, causing everyone around him to turn and look. Seohyun bowed her head. Hurry and walk faster towards the music building.

'Grandma Salapao, stop! Do you think you'll escape!'

'Seohyun-ah...' The sweet, familiar sound of her name called out, causing the young boy and girl to look at him together. The owner of the name stopped as he was about to step up the building. When I saw who it was He almost dropped his school bag and rushed into a wide-open embrace.

'Oppa!!!'

Kyuhyun stopped on his toes. Looking at the picture of intimacy in front of me, it felt like being hit in the face by a third-handed stick. The young man the girl called Opa in a sweet voice reached out and helped carry her school bag. The other arm wrapped around her delicate shoulder, leading them to walk side by side, stepping away from each other.

Kyuhyun just stood there, unable to keep track of beginning and end. It was like the large piece of sweets in my hand was being snatched away right before my very eyes. He overheard the female students nearby talking about a mysterious young man named Changmin. He is an outstanding alumni who is the sweetest person in the school. As for now, he is a young student at Seoul University.

Hey! Outstanding alumni and outstanding current students are so boring!

And look at the height. Too high...too high.... Walking side by side, it's like an electric pole and a kilometer marker. There's nothing wrong with it, I don't see where they fit together!

                (TBC.......)