<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120042126798733906</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:43:43.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love after love</title><subtitle type='html'>Today when I saw you alone
I knew I had to come up and approach you
Cuz girl I really gotta let you know
All about the things you made me go through
And now she lookin' at me in the eye
And now you got me hopin' I ain't dreamin' again,

Again
It's real love that you don't know about</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jae.dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674202410249236594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120042126798733906.post-3534567325662287505</id><published>2009-06-04T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T06:24:07.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 13 Part two - I hate this part right here</title><content type='html'>Silence hung over the darkened house like a shroud. Outside the window, the moon peered bleakly through the skeletal of the dense trees right outside the apartment. Gray-black clouds scudded across the sky, living creatures in the night deserting the lowly lighted neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim Andee screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her shriek resounded in the confines of the bedroom, and then away down the hall, like the caterwaul of a hell-bent train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Let him go!” she cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her long black hair was tousled and her hands flapped wildly in front of her face, warding off some unseen menace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andee screamed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time she jerked up from her sleeping position and managed to open her eyes. Drops of cold sweat were visible on her forehead and the sides of her oval face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s a dream. It’s just a dream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sat with her back pressed stiff against the headboard, staring straight ahead through unfocused brown eyes, her knees tucked tightly to her chest. Her chin rested between her knees and she shivered so violently her teeth chattered, but still she stared straight ahead at the blank painted wall. A thin breeze fluttering the curtains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as if on cue, the alarm clock goes off. Her breathing slowly falls back to the normal rate as her eyes wanders to every corner of her bedroom. She moved her heavy hands towards the side table in order to turn off the alarm. And without any might, she carelessly caused the alarm clock to clatter to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The terror encounter at the café must have brought the past events to haunt her again. She stretched languorously, and pulled herself out of bed. It’s a new day of the week and she has routines to oblige by. She grabbed her robe out of the closet and followed the shadows of the bedroom, into the empty hallway, barely lit by the bathroom night-light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the old grey-brick 4-storey building with its one lit window, Changmin lay sleeping the Sunday night away. A freshening breeze stirred the 4 wall-ed, walnut-color tiled practice room. Beside him, Jaejoong ran his fingers through his hair and gulped down a half-filled bottle of ice-water. Jaejoong’s full head of jet blacked hair matched his eyes, those pair that were seen without contacts only at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The twosome came to their workplace the previous night as they could not sleep so in turn they practised the dance moves for their new music video. After 2 hours of vigorous dance routine practices, Changmin said he was too tired to head home so Jaejoong told him to take a few minutes of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong stared off into space, only to be alarmed by a message from his cell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are you guys at the practice room?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical of Yunho to ask that question if he finds any member missing from their apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then quickly punched in a reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes ^^. Changmin is asleep though.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We have a meeting at noon later with Teacher Lee. I’ll bring a change of clothes for the both of you then.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok, and don’t forget to bring breakfast.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong closed his eyes and rubbed his temples hard, but the sudden headache he felt now wasn’t the kind that could be massaged away. He slowly rested his head beside Changmin and within minutes he was fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho pulled onto the open carpark beside SM building and he can see his manager standing at the porch waiting for them to arrive. As usual fans were waiting outside his workplace, in order to get a glimpse of their favourite artists. And today was no exception. He glanced across the seat. Junsu was in the midst of unfastening his seat belt and Yoochun was busy searching for something in his bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let's go guys. Grab those waffles too.” Yunho called out while reaching for his shoulder bag at the rear seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon they were walking towards the side entrance of the building and greeting their manager who was there earlier in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Andee’s POV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I did when I reached her office at the grand boutique was to check on the voicemails at my office desk. Quickly jotting down the important messages, I motioned towards Mr Choi aka Hyun-ju’s room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to knock on the side of the door when my supervisor called out my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Andee thank god you’re here.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes Hyun-ju?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The makeup team is already at the site organising their items and the models are on the way for the trial run. Grab this file and see the movers off. They will be bringing the clothes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glancing at his wrist watch, he looked up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They are leaving in 10 minutes. I will be there in the afternoon so you can proceed to organised the clothes and model appearances as soon as you get there. Oh no, I missed out on something. .” His voice trailed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He handed me a red card that says “&lt;em&gt;Invitation.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I need you to personally give this card to Dong bang shinki from SM Entertainment. The president has asked me to extend an invitation to these idols at the very last minute and I’m in a very tight schedule now. Couldn’t make time to go over to hand them the invitation.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was talking my heart stopped beating for a second and I stared at Hyun-ju almost petrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“..So my dear Andee, please drop by the building today to give this card and send my regards to Mr Lee So Man. He is aware of the invitation but for etiquette sakes we need to hand him the card invitation for access. Thank you dear.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that he walked out of the room, leaving me dumbfounded as to where the hell is SM building. And the thought of me bumping into the guys again just make my legs turned into jelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my guardian angel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author's note : The comments keep me gg and motivates me to write. I hope readers can take time to comment ok? :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://24counter.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://24counter.com/count.php?c_style=99&amp;id=20125" border=0 alt="web counter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://24counter.com" style="font-size:9px;"&gt;blog counter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120042126798733906-3534567325662287505?l=loveafter-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3534567325662287505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120042126798733906&amp;postID=3534567325662287505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/3534567325662287505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/3534567325662287505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/2009/06/chapter-13-part-two-i-hate-this-part.html' title='Chapter 13 Part two - I hate this part right here'/><author><name>jae.dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674202410249236594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120042126798733906.post-4529781206077086727</id><published>2008-04-23T06:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T09:01:43.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 13 Part One - Nothing was alright.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Mini update&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Author’s note : Cant recall what happened the last time I update? For even have forgotten the whole story? U can simple click the links at the right side of the page to the last author’s note. I hope that summary helps in a way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Andee’s POV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat on my work desk with eyes swollen and eye makeup smeared. I’m glad no one was in the office. I laid back on the soft red swivel chair looking at the clear white ceiling as if it was something that amazed me. My head started to spin and I couldn’t stand the torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man who came earlier had left, finally leaving me in peace. I grabbed my handbag and rushed to the ladies. It took a while to dry my face from all the wet tears and finally I could fix the makeup on my face. I had no idea on what needs to be done after that encounter with Junsu. Should I give in and meet them or just stay away? I looked at myself in the mirror and sigh. I don’t have the mood to work now, I’m just lucky that the required arrangements were already made. And a few minutes later, I was strolling in the street, hoping to get some peace of mind. Oh boy I had no idea on what’s coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The automatic glass doors of Seoul hospital opened and a lady walked out. While others fled into their offices for a new day of work, she exited the building after the end of her shift. Under the grey jacket she wore, fitted loosely on her body her uniform with a name tag that says “Park Ha-neul”. She is off-duty now and was on her way to get some breakfast before she heads home. Its her normal routine to walk a few block from the hospital to her favourite cosy café where she would order the same vanilla cappuccino at every visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She pushed the door open and approached the counter. After ordering, she grabbed a copy of the local newspaper and moved to an empty table. She turned over to the front page and was caught by one interesting news. The headline read “ Man charged with assault on a Dongbangshinki member”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Here’s your drink miss.” A waitress placed her drink on her table and they exchanged smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that very moment a woman wearing a white jacket,who looked rather familiar, walked into the café. She was really swift in her moves and stood at the counter to make her orders. She looked strained and had a super worried look on her face though. That face, it was really familiar. Only after one whole minute that Ha-neul realised she was the woman from the hospital the other night, where one dongbangshinki member was admitted to the hospital’s Emergency Room. Her name was Andee if she was not mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly out of nowhere a lady came from behind her and starting shouting. She pulled Andee ard to face her and a slap touched her delicate white face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Andee’s POV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tapping the black tabletop of the counter with my fingers. I need my daily expresso to calm my senses and bring me back to stability. As I was standing there, I sensed somebody standing behind me and in a few seconds my body was turned around. I was facing Dongwook’s wife. And that very moment that lady slapped my face and shouted at me with barrels of curses. Each word anyone can possibly think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body didn’t react to the tight painful slap I received from her, or neither did my senses. I did not reciprocate, instead, I stood there stoned. It all came as a shock for me; she calling me a selfless bitch and a useless piece of ungrateful whore. Anyone at that moment would have reacted to those harsh words and fought back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was as if time froze and everyone was looking at our direction. She was blaming me for putting her husband in jail and she kept on cursing. I was about to walk out of the shop when she pulled me back and poured a whole cup of black coffee onto my white jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Im sure that made you happy madam.” I sneered and then made my way out of the café.&lt;br /&gt;I heard footsteps following me from behind but did not bother to look back. I just ran as fast as I can until I reached a traffic light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psst.. im sorry for the very mini update. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://cdn.widgetserver.com/syndication/subscriber/InsertWidget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script&gt;if (WIDGETBOX) WIDGETBOX.renderWidget('b35f6d18-db27-4546-8987-3156cc66fcae');&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120042126798733906-4529781206077086727?l=loveafter-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4529781206077086727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120042126798733906&amp;postID=4529781206077086727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/4529781206077086727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/4529781206077086727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-13-coming-soon.html' title='Chapter 13 Part One - Nothing was alright.'/><author><name>jae.dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674202410249236594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120042126798733906.post-6035525215079295389</id><published>2008-04-22T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T08:38:26.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Author's Note</title><content type='html'>A Review on the story from Chapter 1-12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, girl I'm goin' outta my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And even though I don't really know you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I must've been runnin' outta time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I'm waiting for the moment I can show you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; And baby girl I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I'm watching you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I'm watching you pass me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; It's real love that you don't know about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Baby I was there all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; When you'd be doing things I would watch you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I picture you and me all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I'm wishing you was someone I can talk to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I gotta get you out of my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; But baby girl I gotta see you once again, again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; It's real love that you don't know about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Girl, girl I'm goin' outta my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; And even though I don't really know you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I must've been runnin' outta time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I'm waiting for the moment I can show you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; And baby girl I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I"m watching you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I'm watching you pass me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; It's real love that you don't know about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Every night when I would go to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I couldn't stop dreaming about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Your love has got me feeling kinda weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I really can't see me without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; And now you're runnin' round in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I'm never gonna let you slip away again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; It's real love that you don't know about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Every now and then when I watch you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I wish that I could tell you that I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; If I could have the chance to talk wit cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; If I could have the chance to walk wit cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Then I would stop holding it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; And never have to go through this again, again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; It's real love that you don't know about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Girl, girl I'm goin' outta my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; And even though I don't really know you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I must've been runnin' outta time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I'm waiting for the moment I can show you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; And baby girl I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I"m watching you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I'm watching you pass me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; It's real love that you don't know about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Today when I saw you alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I knew I had to come up and approach you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Cuz girl I really gotta let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; All about the things you made me go through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; And now she lookin' at me in the eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; And now you got me hopin' I ain't dreamin' again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; It's real love that you don't know about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Every now and then when I watch you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I wish that I could tell you that I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; If I could have the chance to talk wit cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; If I could have the chance to walk wit cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Then I would stop holding it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; And never have to go through this again, again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; It's real love that you don't know about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Girl, girl I'm goin' outta my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; And even though I don't really know you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I must've been runnin' outta time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I'm waiting for the moment I can show you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; And baby girl I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I"m watching you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I'm watching you pass me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; It's real love that you don't know about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; You're the one that I want and no one can take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;it from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; No, no, no, no, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Even though I don't really know you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I got a lot of love I wanna show you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; And you'd be right there in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I can see you passin' in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; No, no, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Girl I need your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Baby I need your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This the official soundtrack (OST) for the fanfic. Track name : Real love. Sung by Massari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you understand from the few written words that described the overall story written so far? does it remind you of Jaejoong in chapter one? Im going to do a recap on what each character means to the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Andee&lt;/span&gt; : She was the first one who got introduced in the first chapter. She got broken hearted and met Jae by accident. That's when she entered the lives of 5 guys. Little did she know how these 5 guys affect the people around them. She was born and raised by a japan father and korean mother. Her whole family had to migrate when she was 17. That was when she studied fashion design and worked for Christian Dior for 2 years prior to coming to Korea. She was an average low profile person, wasn't too sociable or  introvert either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was mentioned in Chapter 2 and 3 that she decided to stay in Korea after realising that there wasnt much in Japan for her. Thats where she called Jaejoong. After the one event that sets the setting of the story, she met the other 4 members of Dongbangshinki. The first person she saw that came near the premises of the emergency room was Junsu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ran away after knowing that jaejoong didnt remember her after the accident. Still, being ignorant on what illness Jaejoong is suffering from, she did not ask. Now she feels like its better that she never met him ever, cause it brings pain. Everynight the accident haunts her dreams, everyday she wakes up wanting to see Jaejoong. But she knows if she were ever to come face to face with him she will break down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jaejoong&lt;/span&gt; : He approached Andee when he saw her at the carpark as mentioned in chapter 1. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today when I saw you alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I knew I had to come up and approach you) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;got it? it was later revealed that he wrote his encounter in his diary.  But only right up to that first day they met. that was the last written post; which Junsu eventually read, secretly, without him knowing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Remember that it was the first time they meet. yet the feelings grew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Girl, girl I'm goin' outta my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And even though I don't really know you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I must've been runnin' outta time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm waiting for the moment I can show you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His body was aware that somebody was by his side that night he was sleeping at the hospital. Its a sad thing he got post-traumatic amnesia as mentioned in chapter 8. Andee didn't know about that even until now. Truthfully, when he was back at home, he couldnt stop wondering about himself and about the things he wrote in his diary. Who was Andee? and Who was the gal who visited him? Who is the girl in his dreams? Are they the same person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Every night when I would go to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I couldn't stop dreaming about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Will Jaejoong get back his lost memories?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're the one i want and no one can take it from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, no, no, no, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even though I don't really know you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I got a lot of love I wanna show you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you'd be right there in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can see you passin' in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, no, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Girl I need your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby I need your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Changmin&lt;/span&gt; : Yes he was the one who followed Andee around and did some research on her whereabouts after that Monday incident. He did not know Junsu followed him until he reached the apartment. He is keen in bringing Andee back to Jaejoong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dongwook&lt;/span&gt; : He was the one who caused the incident. Due to his guilty conciousness and after knowing the person he hit was DBSK's Kim Jaejoong, he turn himself in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Junsu&lt;/span&gt; : Many did not expect him to be the one who has feelings for Andee. But when u read again, u can notice that he was there wherever Andee was. His eyes met hers for the first time(chapter4). He recalled seeing her somewhere only to know later on who she was. He saw her holding that jacket that belongs to Jaejoong. He was curious. But his curiousness led him to a different situation. He watched her sleep. He saw her defined facial features when she was asleep back in Yoochun's hospital room. He put the blanket over her when she slept. He knew he failed to catch up with Andee when she ran out of the hospital that day. He saw her sorrow and wanted to bare her off all the pain she was suffering that moment. You could see how frustrated he was when Changmin found Andee and didnt tell him first. He was going insane thinking of her since she left them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading his hyung's diary by accident, he felt a sense of jealousy. Jaejoong met her first, how he wished it was him instead. Now he knows Andee loves Jaejoong after the confrontation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Every now and then when I watch you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wish that I could tell you that I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I could have the chance to talk wit cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I could have the chance to walk wit cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will he confess to Andee or let his feelings slide away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Trailer&lt;/span&gt; : It was the first ever time i made a video from scratch. The scenes in the video pretty much describes the story until Chapter 12. It starts off with the intro to DBSK, Jaejoong and Andee. Then the beach scene describes Chapter 1. Then it shows a girl (andee) crying holding a man(jaejoong) in her arms after he got hit. then u can see the hospital scene, the room with the doctor (the guy in the backview is yunho). That is chapter 2. The it skips to the chapters after Jaejoong woke up from from his sleep. I leave it to ur own interpretation of the story. Please enjoy and dont forget to comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120042126798733906-6035525215079295389?l=loveafter-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6035525215079295389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120042126798733906&amp;postID=6035525215079295389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/6035525215079295389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/6035525215079295389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/authors-note.html' title='Author&apos;s Note'/><author><name>jae.dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674202410249236594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120042126798733906.post-5048703301628851939</id><published>2008-04-19T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T02:47:30.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 12 - I think i love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_V85CbFL0yc0/SAm8qN3-CQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9MUeja6mbiA/s1600-h/CHAPTER6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_V85CbFL0yc0/SAm8qN3-CQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9MUeja6mbiA/s320/CHAPTER6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190887478986148098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the glass window of the room, tiny droplets of rain could be seen settling themselves on the window pane. It was a rainy and windy night unfortunately. The two occupants were sleeping soundlessly in the wide and spacious room. In the other corner of the apartment, someone was awoken by the loud claps of thunder. It sounded like an ear-splitting sound that came from a percussion instrument. The 23 year old lad hobbled his way out of bed and made his way into the living hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after a few steps, he heard sudden faint noises coming from the other room. He opened the door and squint his pair of beady eyes. The room was dark. The only light came from the moon that showed its glow. His hyungs’ room had no table lamp. Both refused to have one though. On one of the beds laid Jaejoong who was tossing and turning non-stop. He seems to be calling out for someone. From his facial expressions, the lad could visibly see signs of uneasiness. He motioned forward and gently gave a slight tap to his hyung’s body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung ah~ wake up. Its Junsu”, the young lad voiced out, concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Annn…get awaaaay ffrom heeeeeeeer” the one who was in sleeping mode was almost whispering out something gibberish he couldn’t make out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, Yoochun woke up from his deep sleep. He sensed Junsu’s presence in his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Whats wrong?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung, jaejoongie seems to have a nightmare. A very bad one.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That made Yoochun stands straight up from bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He is perspiring really bad too. Hyung ah~ jaejoong wake up.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a slight push to the shoulder, Jaejoong opened his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! Its just the first week of work and I’m told to come back on a Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;I walked along the 9th floor corridor and headed towards my department where Hyun-ju’s office was. The office was very modern and very well organised. Just like any other luxury brand company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyun-ju needed me to organise the clothes for the parade. They need to send it to the venue on monday morning. There were four long clothes rack to fill with both the male and female collection. The designs are all stacked and I need to put them in order of appearance for the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no one in the office. I headed to my desk to take my planner. All details are in place. All arrangements have been checked and confirmed. After arranging the entire collection, there is not much left to be done. Rehearsals were already carried out. I will just have to wait until Tuesday night where the gala premiere of South Korea’s fashion week starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I was about to enter the dressing room, someone called out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ms Kim Andee...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned, and got the shock of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned to see who just called my name. To my astonishment, it’s someone I least expect to see, or even want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kim Andee sshi, can we talk?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned my back against him, ignoring, and went towards my work desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I was seated on my seat, and without me realizing, hot tears flowed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did they have to send him to find me? I was doing fine the whole week. Didn’t I just tell myself to forget about my past? I totally ignored Changmin when he tried to call. Why am I crying now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Andee sshi, mianhe. I didn’t mean to come and scare you. I just wanted to…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up, stared into his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How did you find me? I thought nobody knew where I worked except Changmin. Don’t tell me you know where I live now too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I just wanted to bring you back. Jaejoong hyung needs you. He really does. He needs you more than anyone else. Come back and see him, for his sake… Please… I’ll wait for you, we all will; Yunho hyung, Yoochun hyung and Changmin. You’re someone who can help hyung regain his memory. Please. Why did you have to run away like that?” he begged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Junsu sshi, mianhe. I’ve made up my mind. I’ve made up my mind to forget my past,&lt;br /&gt;to forget Jaejoong, to forget you, to forget all of you guys. Go back. Pretend I never existed. It was enough that I caused Jaejoong to be seriously injured. I should not bother any of you anymore”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But Andee sshi…” he tried protesting, but the girl in front of him refused to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Im sorry Junsu. I can’t go back to Jaejoong. He doesn’t recognise me anymore. What good is there when I go back?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Andee please. Hyung have been having nightmares since he got back home. First it was in the afternoon when he was resting. Then this morning he was frantic with fear. You should see him when he sleeps. Me and Yoochun witnessed it ourselves.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why would he be having nightmares?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Since he got back from the hospital yesterday, he rummaged through his belongings. He found his diary and I think he has been wondering what happened to him. When he was in his sleep this morning, I would want to believe it but it seems that he was calling out for you. But when he woke up he doesn’t remember a thing. Isn’t it best that you come forth and face him yourself?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But he doesn’t remember me.” My knees dropped to the ground. Tears flowed down uncontrollably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He remembers everything but the accident. He doesn’t know what happened to him. Come back and help him, please… I’m begging you…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“All you think of is his well being. How about me? I’m the one who was forgotten. I love him, Junsu. But does that matter now? He seems to have forgotten about me permanently.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With those sharp words, the man before me didn’t say a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I understand now Andee. I have made a mistake coming here. I shall not disturb you any longer. Goodbye.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up to him and just stared into his eyes. I could see the hurt in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh Junsu… Mianhe. Chongmal mianhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Play : 'i think i love you'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/_XgPA87sBh/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/_XgPA87sBh/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how to react. As much as I wanted to, there is this part of me that is still stubborn, wanting me to stay as far away from Dongbangshinki as possible, wanting me to forget everything that took place in the past week. I wanted to forget that I ever met Jaejoong in my life. I have been having nightmares too, didn’t they know? Or do I have to announce it to the whole world? I had my share of sleepless nights. Everyday recalling back the night the incident happened. That awful Sunday. I sat by his bed and waited for him to wake up. He looked so peaceful sleeping on his hospital bed. I was afraid I would lose him that very moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless, I wouldn’t want to forget how I got to know the man who gave me hope, taught me to smile again and perhaps to love. Ever since I left Japan, I’ve been eagerly waiting to meet again with Jaejoong. And when he picked me up from the airport, I feel that I could care for people once again. I may have given love and received love from a man who doesn’t show honesty once before. He was indeed the one who made me believe that I can love once again. Jaejoong made me smile again, after thus long, he who lighten my load, brighten my road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we barely knew each other, he gave me, taught me all that. Within the shortest time, he showed me to the path that I’ve forgotten. He taught me that there is still hope. There is still a chance to be loved again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However the sudden incident seems to throw all those new grown beliefs away. I have regretted not telling Jaejoong the truth about my feelings back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perhaps, I’ll never learn to love again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or maybe it was just not meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But never once have I, or will I ever regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goodbye Kim Jaejoong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stop playing 'I think I love you'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So how did it go? Did you manage to persuade her?” asked Yoochun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu just shrugged his shoulders. He and Changmin have decided to tell their hyungs about their knowledge on Andee’s whereabouts. Yunho agreed that Andee should come back and help Jaejoong hyung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know. She was crying when I left.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What!?! You left nuna on her own, crying? Hyung! How could you? Be a man hyung!” Changmin piped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Changmin, you don’t know anything do you?” Junsu snapped, and went into their bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changmin was left standing there, speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu sat on his bed, in deep thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What is wrong with me? It’s wrong to leave her there. It’s wrong to snap at Changmin.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Changmin wasn’t wrong. He was right. I’m the one who doesn’t know a thing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho entered the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Junsu, are you ok?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You know Junsu, its ok to say that you’re not when you aren’t.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung… I don’t know… What am I supposed to do?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho went up to Junsu and gave him a tight brotherly hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ve noticed that you have hidden feelings for Andee.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu quickly looked away. “Hyung, Andee loves Jaejoong hyung.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You were never able to hide your true feelings. I’m your hyung, I know. I saw it in your eyes the moment she came into our lives that tragic night. Junsu, look within yourself and you’ll find the answer. Believe in yourself, have faith.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But hyung…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Junsu, remember, you’re not alone. You have me, Changmin, Yoochun, and also Jaejoong hyung. I have faith in you, Junsu. We all do. We know you’ll do the right thing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks hyung.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they exchanged another brotherly hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho left the room to give Junsu space to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu got up from his bed and walked towards the window. He looked out of it, trying to free his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without realizing, tears flowed down. Junsu was crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I cannot let go of it. It’s too deep within me already. Letting go is like letting go of my life.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked up into the sky, tears still freely flowing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m a man. I shouldn’t be crying. No matter how much it hurts, I shouldn’t cry.&lt;br /&gt;Changmin told me to be a man and I should be one; a man who doesn’t cry,  a man who is strong- no matter what the situation is.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu walked back to his bed at the corner of the room. He sat on it and memories of the past week came back, one by one…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had watched Andee sleep. He was there when she was crying profusely worrying for hyung. He witnessed her at hyung’s side, hand tightly grasping his lifeless hand. She wouldn’t let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tear fell. Junsu wiped it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The memory of Kim Andee. I cant let go. It was only a week. How did I manage to fall for someone within a week of knowing her. I don't wish to forget those memories, but somehow, i should. Everything reminds me of her. Everything makes me think of her. Seeing Jaejoong makes me think of her. I need to face reality."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But... I just can't..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu grabbed the iPod on Yunho’s bed. He switched it on, and laid on his bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song came up. It was a song from their 3rd album- On &amp;amp; On…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cried to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I waited for a long time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I longed for that someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The girl that's next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My love for you goes on and on and on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120042126798733906-5048703301628851939?l=loveafter-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5048703301628851939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120042126798733906&amp;postID=5048703301628851939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/5048703301628851939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/5048703301628851939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-12-i-think-i-love-you.html' title='Chapter 12 - I think i love you'/><author><name>jae.dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674202410249236594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V85CbFL0yc0/SAm8qN3-CQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9MUeja6mbiA/s72-c/CHAPTER6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120042126798733906.post-2277955976822321965</id><published>2008-04-18T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T18:55:23.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 11 -  Say you love me too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friday 12th april 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nuna. Hyung will be discharged from the hospital today at noon. Please come.&lt;br /&gt;- Changmin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where he got my number from. This guy seems like a stalker. He knows where I work, where I stay and now he got hold of my cell phone number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock showed 11am and the crew is busy making last minute changes to the dresses. Mr Choi or Hyun-ju; the name i was supposed to call him by, was busy explaining to the makeup artists about the desired makeup that goes with his collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my phone and search for a contact. At the 2nd ring, the person picked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello Doctor Lee, its Kim Andee here. I need to talk to you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun was the first one to enter the room, followed by Junsu and Changmin. Yunho and the manager headed to the doctor’s office to collect the billing papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung, you’re up early!” Yoochun exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello and good morning! Im all ready to head home.” Jaejoong said with delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung!” Changmin stepped forward to hug Jaejoong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ive missed you at home.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Geez, ive missed hanging out at home too. Alright now, I’m all ready to go. I’m gonna miss this place.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What? Miss this place?” Junsu asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. I mean when could you ever have a chance to stay at a high class hospital room huh. I bet the company paid loads for this.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun looked at Junsu and then at Changmin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was followed by the laughter of the other three members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door opened and Yunho came in with the manager and Doctor Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Yunho saw Jaejoong, he smiled and said, “Are you ready to go?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yup!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong hugged Yunho and gave a pat on his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Its good to have you back.” Yunho said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mr Kim, please take good care of yourself. Ur head still needs healing although things are normal for now. If you have regained back your memory please do inform us." Doctor Lee advised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you doctor for your kind attention doctor. " Jaejoong bowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The five of them headed out to the lift where the manager was waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu approached Yunho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So has the billing been done?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho looked at Junsu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Someone paid for it in advance. The doctor refused to tell who it was.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu wasn’t surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You think she paid for this?” Junsu then asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No doubt. No one else could anyway. I’ve tried to find out where she lives but to no avail though. There is no way to contact her either. She seems to just disappear.” Leadershii proclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu just kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 6 of them headed to the basement where the car park was situated. Yunho and the rest headed towards his red ford explorer while the manager head for his own car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung, where is manager-sshi going?” Yoochun asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He needs to go to the office. We were told to head home and stay home for the day.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho took his driver seat while the others sat comfortably at their seats. Yoochun sat at the passenger seat beside Yunho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He headed straight to the direction of their apartment. Traffic for the day was fast. Everybody else was at work and students were in school. They don’t have to worry about fans stalking them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In less than 30 minutes, there entered the apartment premises. The security guard let the car into the grand entrance and acknowledged their presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jaejoong’s p.o.v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was eager to get home. I want to feel the warmth of my own bed, the smell of the pure earthly air from the living room balcony but most importantly I need to get hold of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 4 days since I’ve awakened, there were unspoken words that were hidden behind the faces of my brothers. There was something that they hid from me. I didn’t want to consistently ask what had happened to me and who the girl who appeared in my hospital room was. The only one time I asked of the situation, Yoochun would say that he is unsure of the situation himself. He was just hoping I would regain back my memory and that it should solve everything. I will just have to wait patiently for the memory to come back. But how long do I have to wait? What if the memory doesn’t come back. After several nights in the hospital, I had peaceful nights I must admit. But it doesn’t keep me form wondering what had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment Junsu inserted the house key and opened the main door, I rushed in and headed to my room; the one I shared with Yoochun. Junsu went to his room, Changmin went to the kitchen while the rest just sat at the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hear Yoochun say to Changmin,”Don’t disturb him. We all know he needs his own time alone. Me and Yunho will buy back lunch.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was something I was searching for. The only thing that I wish could help me regain memory of the night or any of the days before the incident. I stretched out my hand to the upper drawer where I kept my things. In the room there were two cabinets. One was meant for me and the other was for Yoochun. My hand grabbed a blue book; a precious item I’ve been keeping for years. I flipped through the last written page. I could not recall what date it was today but the last written paragraph was dated 2nd April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hello im back from the hospital. Visited chunnie just now. Guess who I met? No, wait. A girl went to chunnie’s room and thought he was her sick boyfriend. How funny is that? I shudnt be making fun of her. Cause after that I met her at the lobby and she was devastated. I  approached her and calmed her down. Some shit happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;She is from Japan! Not really, she moved there with her family a few years ago. Her name is Kim Andee. Isn’t it a nice name? I gave her my number at the end of the day before heading back to the hospital. I can’t believe im really hoping that she would call. Its really late now. I think I need to get some sleep. Please please let the phone ring tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; P/s : it has been far too long since I had this feeling ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the last post written by me. I tried reading it a few times but no memory came back. What girl? Who is Kim Andee? Without closing the book I headed outside to the living room. Changmin was reading a magazine. Yoochun and Yunho were nowhere to be seen. I pushed open the kitchen door and took a packet of orange juice from the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Changmin ahh~”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes hyung.” Changmin closed the magazine and motioned himself to the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When was I hospitalised?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu came out from his room. He had just taken an afternoon bath and he was hungry. But before heading towards the kitchen, he wanted to check up on Jaejoong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He opened the door and invited himself in. Jaejoong wasn’t in his room, he knows he had no right to stay. However, his eye caught something on Jaejoong’s bed. The book was left opened and he caught a few words. He couldn’t help but read the contents. Junsu was taken aback on the last written post. He admit that he felt slightly hurt. Slowly he put the book back into its original position and exited the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He headed to the kitchen and found Changmin and Jaejoong chatting away while having some snacks. Jaejoong didn’t eat anything because he had to take care of his health at the moment. I noticed 2 packets of fruit juice at the table top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think I need a quick afternoon bath too.” Jaejoong smiled at Junsu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu smiled back and took a seat. Jaejoong then left the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Changmin, are you sure we are the only ones who knows about Andee’s whereabouts?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changmin pondered upon the question and the night they had their small argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yunho hyung told me this morning that he tried to find her but he failed. I don’t think Yoochun is free enough to look for her. He has been resting since he was discharged on the 10th.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I guess we are the only ones then. Nuna paid for the bills didn’t she? It’s just her to do something like that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How did you know?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I just do. I told her jaejoong hyung will be dismissed today but she didn’t turn up.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why would she turn up? The guy she met totally forgot about her. I bet she didn’t even know what hyung is facing now. She left the hospital straight away didn’t she. I couldn’t even catch up with her that day.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When I met her that day, she did look worried, and hurt.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I have to meet her.” Junsu suddenly said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are we supposed to tell yunho and yoochun hyung?” Changmin asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Im not sure.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them just stared at the blank kitchen walls thinking of the best way to resolve the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Authors note : i believe this chapter is quite long. dont you think?oh well ive tried to explain a few things in this chapter. look forward to the next one ok? ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120042126798733906-2277955976822321965?l=loveafter-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2277955976822321965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120042126798733906&amp;postID=2277955976822321965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/2277955976822321965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/2277955976822321965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-11.html' title='Chapter 11 -  Say you love me too.'/><author><name>jae.dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674202410249236594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120042126798733906.post-7543811031576638789</id><published>2008-04-06T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T05:38:05.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 10 - She thought she could run away.</title><content type='html'>“Andee, there is a call for you in line 2.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Alright. Thank you Hyewon.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up the receiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello, Andee speaking how may I help you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This is Charles speaking. Mr Choi asked me to approach you about the models that we will be using. Is it okay if we bring them for a trial run with the clothes tomorrow at 9am?” said the person on the other line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes Charles. Mr Choi told me to check up with you. We will prepare everything tomorrow. He will also be here to judge the whole run through.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you and I’ll see you tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Alright have a nice day.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came to work for the last two days after receiving a call from my employer in Korea’s Christian Dior branch saying that they need a replacement as soon as possible. Apparently an assistant to a fashion designer under the company was hospitalised and they need to run a fashion show at the upcoming fashion parade in the city next week. I was told to fill in for her. Although my position as a stylist in the company is confirmed, I was tasked to do another job instead. So here I am handling calls and appointments for the rehearsal sessions with suppliers, set management and modelling agencies. I have to report everything to Mr Choi, the fashion designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work environment isn’t much different from Ginza Karioka Bldg in Tokyo, Japan. Apart from running the local Christian Dior grand boutique in Seoul, the company holds fashion parades and training programmes for talented young designers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its half past 6 right now and I’m still at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Andee, shouldn’t you be going back by now?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Soon. Just a little while more.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’ll go off together then.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Alright.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the secretary to the head chairman. She is a very nice lady. Aged almost 30, she still looks fresh and young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll see you tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Take care and have a safe trip home.” I said to the secretary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waved to her. She’s so lucky. Her husband was waiting for her all along at the entrance of the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to go back to the hotel now but since I’m a few blocks away from my new apartment, I thought of giving a random visit. I’ve already got the keys to the apartment though; it’s just that there isn’t any time to go shopping for furniture. That is why I still haven’t moved. I guess I will do it over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andee walked towards her studio apartment, she didn’t realise someone was watching her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She slowly made her way into the Blk A of the 8-storey building, acknowledged the security guard at the counter and headed for the lift. She pressed the highest level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her apartment was spacious. Very much to her liking. The flooring, bathroom and kitchen were all equipped and furnished when she purchased the property. Her agent did a great job. She was about to get a glass of drink when the door bell rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She peeped through the peephole and was very surprised to see who it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told the guest to take a seat and went to the kitchen to get a glass of drink. As the kitchen is very near to the living room, I could see the side view of the man who was in my house right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So what brings you here and how did you found out where I live?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without answering my question, the guest looked at me with sad eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I followed you. Since you didn’t leave any contact information, I started to look for you. Don’t worry, all the hyungs didnt know about this. I’m all by myself. Im here to take back hyung’s jacket.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What?” I let out a shriek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Just joking. Hahaha”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Have you had dinner?” I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not yet.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m going back to the hotel now, we can have dinner at the hotel restaurant and talk at the same time.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That sounds great. Do you have a car?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’re taking the cab.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How’s your dinner?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, it tastes good. Expensive dinner tastes good, especially when its free of charge.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hahaha very funny changmin.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So how was work?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Work is fun! We’re really busy right now though.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I see. Well, the group is busy compiling all the songs together now. It’s going to be the best album yet.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Congratulations..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And also, the police just told us that your ex-boyfriend turned himself in. I guess that is good news for us too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I heard that, I stopped eating and placed the fork down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Changmin ah, is Jaejoong…. still in the hospital?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung ah, he is recovering fast. Much more than what we expected. Everything is going great now.” He answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That… is nice to hear..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the dinner just went in silence. Two people eating and not even enjoying the nice food in front of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Changmin, I know you’re lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nuna, thanks for the dinner. I guess we’ll see each other soon.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was almost 9pm and its time for Changmin to head back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the Dongbangshinki apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung, have you seen Changmin?”  Yoochun asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nope. I haven’t seen Junsu either.” Yunho looked up from watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That moment Changmin entered the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello I’m back.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where did you go?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Somewhere.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went straight to his room, the one he shared with Yunho and Junsu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next moment Junsu came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went straight to his room too without saying any greetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung, did you see that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Something is not right.” Yunho showed a worried look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Since when are things right.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“hey hyung, you’re back too?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where did you go just now?” Junsu asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dinner.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where?” He probed further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Somewhere. What is up with you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You met Andee just now didn’t you? Answer me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That moment you can see a part of Junsu you have never seen before. His face was serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changmin didn’t answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu took a step nearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ You followed me didn’t you hyung? And so what if I did, it doesn’t concern you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changmin gave a sharp response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It has everything to do with me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu let out a loud cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In seconds, their other hyungs came rushing into the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, what’s going on here?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Andee's p.o.v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night I lay in bed restlessly. Since that day I have been crying myself to bed. It hurts to know that a memory of yours truly was erased. Even if it wasn’t done intentionally. And tonight, it was when the nightmares started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120042126798733906-7543811031576638789?l=loveafter-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7543811031576638789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120042126798733906&amp;postID=7543811031576638789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/7543811031576638789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/7543811031576638789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-10.html' title='Chapter 10 - She thought she could run away.'/><author><name>jae.dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674202410249236594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120042126798733906.post-237496525106220167</id><published>2008-04-06T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T10:39:52.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 9 - The truth hurts</title><content type='html'>“Here we are.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho took out their apartment key and turn the key in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We don’t usually have guests, so our house is quite messy.” Changmin gave a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t help but laugh too. Changmin is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I thought you guys would at least say something about yourselves in the car.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Im sorry Andee. I really do not know how to explain. We are musicians, to be specific, vocal singers.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He opened the door and let me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changmin took my hand and brought her to one of the rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is the most special room among all the rooms in our apartment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as he switched the light on, I stood in the doorway, eyes wandering all over the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nuna come in. Come and see this.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He showed me a huge poster hung on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This is our third album poster. We got it enlarged. That is Xiah Junsu, the Junsu you knew at the hospital earlier. Beside him is Micky Yoochun, the one who was admitted to the hospital. And that in the middle is Youngwoong Jaejoong, our main vocal. He’s your friend.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He is Youngwoong? All of you look so….. different.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes he is Youngwoong. Hahaha.” Changmin laughed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho who was standing against the wall now said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Next to him is this guy here. Choikang Changmin and the last one is Uknow Yunho. That is me. The leader of the group. You see. We are dongbangshinki. “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dongbangshinki?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’ve never heard of us?” Changmin looked to me and said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not really. I cant recall anything. All I know before I left for Japan 5 years ago, there was Shinhwa.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ah yes. Shinhwa was our senior.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you look here, these are our album collections.” Yunho said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changmin move to a corner of the room and showed me the album showcase they had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What are those?” I pointed to a five door glass cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Those are gifts from fans. We are widely known in many parts of Asia. The fans can be quiet aggressive sometimes, don’t you think so hyung?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Indeed they are. You could see for yourself what happened earlier at the hospital lobby.  Some violent fans would attack any girls that are close to us even.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I see. But how did they recognise me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nuna, earlier today Yunho hyung brought to us a newspaper. There was a picture of you and jaejoong hyung at the hospital. You were at the side of the bed. It’s a surprise that they can recognise you through the jacket you are wearing. It belongs to Jaejoong hyung remember?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I see. I got mobbed once in Japan. You know being the daughter of the CEO for Samsung International, I experienced those kind of paparazzi. They were always near to get a shots of you. But that was not like what I’ve gone through just now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh was that what you were referring to when you said earlier in the lift, even in Japan it wasn’t that bad? Wow.. you’re the daughter of a CEO. You’re rich!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hahaha you can say so. “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So what do you do?” Yunho asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Im a stylist. I worked for Christian Dior in Japan for 2 years now. And coming to korea, ive been transferred to a local branch. What about you guys? What do you sing?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We sing songs, haha and dance too. We did concerts in Japan too. By the way, our 4th album should be coming up soon. You will support us right nuna?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course I will. All of you have been nice to me since we met. In Japan I was always busy. There was no time at all for television, there was always work.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You must be working as hard as us then.” Changmin said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Look Andee, I do not know if you will be comfortable. It’s really risky to be close to us. I hope you understand.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something vibrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aigoo. Its mine.” Yunho said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hello? Yes junsu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hyung, jaejoong hyung woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;He did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I’ve got bad news too. He can’t remember anything recent. I don’t think he remembers Andee either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;We will be right there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Who is it hyung?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It was Junsu. Jaejoong woke up.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took out my handphone Changmin passed earlier. I looked at the watch. Its 1130am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It’s almost time Jae, I want to see you again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could see a bright smile coming from her. As soon as I said that hyung has recovered, her face lit almost immediately. Honestly I was scared to find out her reaction later when she sees him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changmin was prepared to leave the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yunho, are you coming?” Andee called out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In a moment.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Alright we’ll wait outside.” Changmin said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they left, I looked out the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives were not normal. We were idolised and we were being watched. Every step and every move. Andee is a part of it now. He was glad Jaejoong has recovered but he felt sad for Andee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the hospital, Junsu, Yoochun and Jaejoong were playing ard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jaejoong’s p.o.v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So that is what happened. Yoochun got into an accident. Omo look at all those bruises.” I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It still hurts hyung. “ Yoochun said with a sad face. But he laughed a few seconds later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We are so glad you are alright. The management gave us 2 weeks break. But I do not know the outcome after this since you are hospitalised too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let not talk about work now junsu. Hyung needs to rest.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ahhh my head hurts a lot.” I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t talk too much. Just lay your head. In fact we shouldn’t be disturbing you.” Yoochun motioned over to adjust the pillow under my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey someone’s coming.” Junsu said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yo changmin. Yunho!” Jaejoong shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung!!!” Changmin shouted and hugged Jaejoong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho just stood there, mouth wide opened, dumbfounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung, where is Andee?” Junsu said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who else is there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Eyy she was just behind us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu went over to look for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Andee, come here. Jaejoong’s awake.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu took her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung, look who’s here.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello there. You are?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn’t answer my question. She stood there looking at me with a blank and pale face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I know, she ran out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120042126798733906-237496525106220167?l=loveafter-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/feeds/237496525106220167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120042126798733906&amp;postID=237496525106220167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/237496525106220167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/237496525106220167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-9.html' title='Chapter 9 - The truth hurts'/><author><name>jae.dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674202410249236594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120042126798733906.post-6513175074518323583</id><published>2008-04-06T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T08:12:40.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 8 - He is back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_V85CbFL0yc0/R_joMbLJF4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/_Q5xApJ4G8I/s1600-h/chapter+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_V85CbFL0yc0/R_joMbLJF4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/_Q5xApJ4G8I/s320/chapter+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186150271067690882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor called the manager to meet him at the office. He said that he have things to discuss with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Excuse me mr park and mr kim, if the patient wakes up please call me immediately. Or just press the button for assistance.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu and Yoochun nodded and their manager left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim Jaejoong stretched out his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wow! That was a good night’s sleep.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks around, unfamiliar with his surrounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where am I? Where are the boys? I need to prepare breakfast!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to jump out of bed but his head was hurting really bad. He couldn’t lift his head up even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ouch! Ow! What happened to me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong looked around the room again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why am I here? What is this place? What is going on?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tried to recall what happened the previous night or the day before, or even the week before but no matter how hard he tried, he could not recall what happened to him and how he came to be in such a condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tried to recall again but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ahh!!” he screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tried yet again and managed to recall something the moment he saw the chair by his bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey! Someone sat there last night. But who? Wasn’t she just here, or was it all a dream?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last he remembered, he was in their apartment. Someone called and all the rest of us rushed out somewhere. He can’t exactly recall where they were heading to. Wait a minute. Yoochun wasn’t home at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned to look at the chair again, “She was sitting on that chair, watching over me, like an angel. She held my hand. But where is she now? Where is this girl? Was it all a dream?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What happened to me!?!” he exclaimed, causing people to rush into the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun was awaken by Jaejoong’s sudden scream. Seeing Junsu was still asleep by him, he rushed in to see Jaejoong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung! You’re awake!” he exclaimed, pouncing on the bed as he spoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yah Yoochun ah! Why is your head bandaged? Why are there bruises all over you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Omo! Hyung! What did you just say?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yah! My head is hurting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu, upon hearing Yoochun’s excited squeals, rushed in to see the oldest hyung amongst them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun, then ran to get the nurse outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ahh!! Hyung! You’re back!” Junsu exclaimed in glee, hugging Jaejoong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let go of me! I can’t… can’t … breathe!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mianhe yah, hyung. I was too excited.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong rolled his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as if on cue, the doctor and his nurses came in, along with Yoochun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Can the 2 of you excuse us for awhile? Please wait while we give him a check-up.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys obeyed and walked out of the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So is he ok?” asked Yoochun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think so. He looks fine to me. He’s still the old hyung though…“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their conversation was interrupted when the doctor came out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He’s fine now. But we’ll be giving him a thorough checkup later. Don’t shock him too much. He just recovered,” the doctor advised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But doc, why is it that he seems as though he doesn’t remember anything about what happened before? He doesn’t remember me having an accident. He doesn’t know why he was admitted to the hospital” Yoochun finally voiced his concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He just recovered. It’s normal for him to be this way. I have discussed with your manager about this. Jaejoong have been hit on the head. In some cases, patients may experience post-traumatic amnesia. In jaejoong’s case, he only remembers the long term memories. I need to run more tests. If im correct, his short term memory is affected.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That means he doesn’t remember anything recent?” Junsu asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes pabo.” Yoochun rolled his eyes. “Is there any way we could help him remember?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe there is something that can help him remember. You just have to try and believe. Jaejoong may experience what we normally call retrograde amnesia. It is the inability to recall some memory or memories of the past, beyond ordinary forgetfulness.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two boys entered the room again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before they were able to voice out anything. Jaejoong voiced out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What happened to me? Why are we in a hospital?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two lads looked at each other, unsure of what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun, being the closer one to jaejoong, broke the silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You mean you don’t remember hyung? You mean you really don’t know why we’re here?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Err… no.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Uh-oh… Someone call Yunho. ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;author's note : chapter partially credited to amyhailwa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120042126798733906-6513175074518323583?l=loveafter-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6513175074518323583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120042126798733906&amp;postID=6513175074518323583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/6513175074518323583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/6513175074518323583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-8.html' title='Chapter 8 - He is back.'/><author><name>jae.dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674202410249236594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_V85CbFL0yc0/R_joMbLJF4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/_Q5xApJ4G8I/s72-c/chapter+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120042126798733906.post-2901021292628574753</id><published>2008-04-05T07:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T05:58:03.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 7 - 'EXPOSE'</title><content type='html'>She was sleeping soundly at the couch. I’ve been looking at her sleep for the past hour. Yunho and Changmin have gone back to the apartment. They will come back later in the morning. Yoochun is already fast asleep. And I need to take a walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andee's p.o.v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened my eyes to only find Yoochun sleeping on his hospital bed. No one else was there. My watch showed 3am in the morning. It’s still early. How long have I been sleeping? Someone took a blanket and covered me. How thoughtful. I walked over to the bathroom to wash my face. Suddenly I thought of visiting Jaejoong and walked out of the room towards the lift. It was really dark outside. Only a few staff was present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a matter of seconds until I reached his suite. The room was divided into two rooms. The difference between normal hospital rooms and this suite is the design and luxurious feel set at every corner of the whole room. When I entered, there was an Italian leather 5 seat sofa for the guests. There was a small pantry too. It was equipped with all the necessary appliances. There were even mineral waters, bottled drinks and instant coffee packets. I opened the fridge. There were fruits and ready made sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I motioned towards the inner room. Jaejoong was sleeping peacefully. His head was fully bandaged. He looked pale and weak. I motioned myself towards his bed and held his hand tightly. Soon I was seated, head on the side of the bed, and fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Monday morning. The staff at the hospital was busy with their daily schedule. At one of the aisles, Dongbangshinki’s manager came into yoochun’s room accompanied by Yunho, Junsu and Changmin. There was a nurse present to give Yoochun his daily medicine. At the sight of the guests, she excused herself and left the room. Changmin sat at the couch but stopped halfway when his back sat on something odd. Someone left their handphone there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That must be Andee’s. She must have left it when she headed back." Yunho said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just hold on to it until she comes." Yoochun added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did she say when she will be coming?" The manager spoke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No. I went for a walk last night. When I came back she was already gone." Junsu said thinking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"She must have gone back to her hotel."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hyung.." Yunho asked the manager. "Do you want to visit Jaejoong now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lets all go together. Yoochun you’re feeling ok? You don’t have to join us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Its ok im fine. Lets go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Junsu’s pov.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the first one who went into the suite. I could get a glance of the inner room from where i stood. I felt something i couldn’t explain. Jaejoong wasn’t alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Andee is still here.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What?” Yunho spoke softly in order not to wake up jaejoong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Look.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 3 of them glanced at the inner room from the guest area. Changmin, he was in the pantry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I thought she went home, but she went upstairs instead.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She is still asleep. Don't wake her up yet. She looks tired.” Yoochun said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked into the inner room. I stood at the edge of the bed. My concern was for Jaejoong. But I cannot help feeling disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few seconds later, the doctor came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Has he woken up yet?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No doctor. We just came. May I ask, was she here the whole night?” I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes she was. I went in a few hours ago to check if he is conscious yet, she was here since a few minutes after 3 am I think.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you need to check on Jaejoong? Do we need to wake her up?” I asked again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Its ok I can go on with the checkup. We don’t have to disturb her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the doctor was busy, all the others were sat at the sofa. Changmin was munching on the sandwiches. Yoochun was drinking some coffee. The manager was on the phone. Yunho? I do not know where he had gone to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Guys..” Yunho came from the entrance, holding a newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What’s up?” Junsu answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You have to see this..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Printed on the first page of a weekday newspaper was a picture of Jaejoong with Andee laying her head on the bed. The sight they just witnessed not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The headline wrote , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Youngwoong Jaejoong hospitalised at Seoul hospital. But who was with him?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“Good morning everyone” a soft voice spoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us looked up to see Andee in the middle of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited until she looked away, took the newspaper and hid it in my jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I need to get back to the hotel.” She said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok. We’ll pick you up later before going back to our apartment. We need to show u some important things.” Yunho spoke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Alright. I shall excuse myself.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walked past the pantry and exited the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung, where did nuna go?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changmin asked , holding a banana in his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She went back to her hotel.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shit. Our fans! They could be at the lobby.” Yoochun suddenly stood up and said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh no. Changmin follow me. Junsu you stay here with yoochun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They rushed outside only to see Andee in the lift, with doors closing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Omo. Get on the next one.” Yunho said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the lift they were fidgeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why did you just let her go like that, knowing she’s exposed in the newspaper already?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It slipped my mind. They didn’t get a view of her face. But the jacket she was wearing, any fan can identify that because it was in the picture.” Leadershii pointed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From where they stood, they could see fans running towards Andee who just entered the lobby. Both of them ran as fast as they could and grabbed Andee from behind, covering her face and body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Andee look down.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screams of fans could be heard. Security guards came running to stop the fans from following them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hospital visitors were witnessing the commotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got into the lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’re so sorry.” Both heavily panting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What was that back there?” Andee asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Our fans. We really didn’t see it coming. Here, we’re going to take you to our apartment straight away and we’ll tell you everything in the car.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Even in Japan it wasn’t that bad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What did you say Nuna?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Uhh nothing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120042126798733906-2901021292628574753?l=loveafter-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2901021292628574753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120042126798733906&amp;postID=2901021292628574753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/2901021292628574753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/2901021292628574753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-7_05.html' title='Chapter 7 - &apos;EXPOSE&apos;'/><author><name>jae.dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674202410249236594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120042126798733906.post-2830936955939175400</id><published>2008-01-11T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T01:54:08.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6 - And I met them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_V85CbFL0yc0/R4edaEvll1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/oFxsMva9RXM/s1600-h/chapter+6+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154261369824319314" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_V85CbFL0yc0/R4edaEvll1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/oFxsMva9RXM/s400/chapter+6+poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho and me were seated at the doctor’s work desk while we waited for him to collect the work papers. From the look of it, Yunho was still in shock. I looked really tired and shaky at the same time. The doctor finally spoke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I need to run a few more diagnosis on Jaejoong so I need him to stay in the hospital for a few days. And also reflecting on his condition, I think he needs more rests. The staff will continue to monitor his condition therefore we can’t really say for how long he is going to be here.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That is alright doctor. Where are the papers that need to be signed?” Yunho asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Here. Sign at the bottom of these 2 documents. By the way, what actually happened?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“i..we…we were…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s alright Andee, you don’t have to answer. Doctor, here you go. Please take good care of Jaejoong.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We will.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And doctor can you please transfer Jaejoong to the executive suite. His condition is pretty bad and it’s better if he was left undisturbed. If.. you know what I mean.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ah yes. We will arrange that Mr Jung. Let me make a few phonecalls.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor Lee grabbed the telephone receiver and made a few calls. He was done in a few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He will be at level 40th north wing, one of our finest hospital executive rooms. “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks for your time. We will head back now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We said our goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho and me left the room and headed towards the lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Andee, I think you need to change. I believe u feel uncomfortable with that blouse of yours that is smeared in blood.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked down at my blouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He later then noticed the jacket I was holding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is that Jae’s?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You should change to that then. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.” He gave her a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled back and said thank you. The lift door opened and I pressed the desired level. I remembered that we were supposed to head back to Yoochun’s room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at the door, I could hear nothing. There was absolute silence. I took a few steps and saw Junsu standing facing the glass window. Changmin was seated next to the bed. Yoochun was lying down, eyes almost half asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Guys…” yunho called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung..” Junsu said softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun quickly stood up from his bed and Changmin helped him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Junsu, Changmin, Yoochun.. This is Andee.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bowed and said my greetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yoochun. Is that the person who was fully bandaged last week?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Haa?” I could hear silent gasps of shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I was the girl who came to the wrong room.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nuna!! It was you?!” Changmin exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho, who was behind me all the while, gave a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What girl? wrong room? I don’t understand.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nevermind yoochun. We’ll tell you later. Andee, I think you should use the bathroom.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ah yes. Thank you. I’ll see u guys later.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Andee was gone, all the 4 young idols of Asia sat at the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So, she was the one who brought hyung here?” Yoochun asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes. And no wonder she seems familiar. Did she tell you what happened yet hyung?” Junsu added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No she didn’t. Isnt it better that she tell it to us altogether?” Yunho answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Right.” Yoochun and junsu said it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Eh wait. Why doesnt she recognise any of us?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You have to ask her that yourself Changmin.” The leader said again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She looks like she’s our age. Changmin you called her nuna didn’t you?” Junsu said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes I did. I bet she was the one Jaejoong hyung went out with last night since she was the one who brought him here. Don’t you think so?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jaejoong went out with a girl and didn’t tell me?” Yoochun exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung..” junsu pointed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Andee’s here.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I need to tell all of you what actually happened.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Andee, please take a seat.” Yunho then just stood beside her chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nuna, here’s a drink for you.” Changmin gave a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I arrived in korea just this morning. From japan.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“U mean you’re Japanese? How can you speak Korean so fluently?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Im a mixed blood Japanese and Korean. So im familiar with both language.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung, let her continue and don’t cut in.” Changmin scolded yoochun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Its ok. Jaejoong awaited for my arrival at the airport. He then sent me to my hotel and promised to meet for dinner.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But how did you get to know jaejoong?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ouh that’s a long story. It was not long ago. I think it was the same day when I mistook this place as the room I’m supposed to visit in the first place. You see. I came to Korea that week to visit my ex-boyfriend who was then my boyfriend. He met with an accident. Unfortunately something happened between us and I left the room straight away. My ex-boyfriend was married and he did not tell me. So I was devastated. I cried and ran. Jaejoong caught up to me because he doesn’t want me to drive in that worst condition. So we became friends after that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up to each of their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“After our dinner, we went for a stroll at the beach. As we were walking, I heard someone call my name. It was my ex-boyfriend. I didn’t expect to see him here. He was very drunk at that time. And when he saw me he became insane and started to run after me. Jaejoong was asking him to get away. He came nearer. In his hand he held a glass bottle. He stretched him hands to reach me but Jaejoong protected me. Out of a sudden he knocked the glass bottle on jaejoong’s head and I panicked. My ex-boyfriend stood there in shock and I was screaming ‘oppa, what have you done?” ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Luckily there were a group of teenagers and they helped me carry jaejoong to the car. My ex-boyfriend was no-where to be seen and I was so worried for jae. His head was bleeding non-stop. I had to drive him to the hospital immediately.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nuna, we are so thankful that you managed to bring hyung here. Don’t worry so much. We will take legal actions towards your ex-boyfriend.” Changmin held my hand and tried to calm me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Our manager will come by tomorrow morning to take a statement from you. I believe the police will be involved in this. And your ex-boyfriend may be charged. Anyway yunho hyung, did the doctor say anything?” Yoochun added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ah, the doctor still need to run tests. Jaejoong needs to stay here for a while.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It is a tough time for us now.” Changmin suddenly said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am taking full responsibility for all that has happened. "I suddenly spoke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t Andee. Its not even your fault. You look really tired, shouldn’t you be going back by now?” Yoochun look at me with a worried look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t think so. I need to stay here until Jaejoong wakes up.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Andee, I have one question. Do you know who we are? You don’t recognise any of us?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Junsu…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Im sorry but I do not recognise any of you. Am I supposed to?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Its nothing, don’t entertain him.” Yunho was telling me to ignore Junsu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But seriously. She is part of this mess. She should at least know who we are hyung” Junsu was raising his voice at Yunho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho looked at Junsu. There is no use arguing at a time like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Andee, tommorrow we will bring you to our apartment. Its better if you see it for yourself.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“See what?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’ll see.” Yunho continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changmin just sat there, nodding in agreement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120042126798733906-2830936955939175400?l=loveafter-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2830936955939175400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120042126798733906&amp;postID=2830936955939175400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/2830936955939175400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/2830936955939175400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/2008/01/chapter-6.html' title='Chapter 6 - And I met them.'/><author><name>jae.dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674202410249236594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_V85CbFL0yc0/R4edaEvll1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/oFxsMva9RXM/s72-c/chapter+6+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120042126798733906.post-8987195497680088852</id><published>2007-12-26T05:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T08:57:02.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5 - Who caused all this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_V85CbFL0yc0/R3JecztuA1I/AAAAAAAAADw/F438bkmVygQ/s1600-h/chapter+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_V85CbFL0yc0/R3JecztuA1I/AAAAAAAAADw/F438bkmVygQ/s400/chapter+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148281173049213778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few seconds I have been flipping my phone, opening and closing it. Subconsciously, I was waiting for someone to call me to check up on me. It has always been that way in Japan. Mum would never rest until she got hold of me at least 5 times in a day. Now I have never felt alone. The only friend I have now is Jaejoong. Dear god please let him live. Let him be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Here have a tissue sweetie. Are you ok?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young nurse came by and sat next to me. She looked worried. I took the packet of tissue from her and forced a smile. She looked just my age. Black hair tied up in a ponytail, she was looking really sweet in that nurse uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Im sure your friend will be okay. Keep praying and God will be by his side always.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could feel arms around me. She was just a stranger and yet she hugged me. It gave me hope and my cries yield to a stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sounds of fast running steps could be heard from where I sat. Two guys halted in front of the emergency door. Both pair of eyes wandering, looking for someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Junsu, where is the girl who called just now? Where?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How the hell should I know changmin!!” Junsu said looking at him. His head turned a 90 degrees and his eyes met mine. Slowly he walked towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Excuse me miss, were you the one who called us? Are you Jaejoong hyung’s friend?”&lt;br /&gt;He said to me with a crack in his voice, I can feel that he was nervous. No, more of scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“yes. Im Kim Andee and I brought him here. Im so sorry to the both of you for causing all this mishaps upon Jaejoong.” I spoke with a weak voice, my tone of voice almost cant be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He is in the emergency room now. The doctors are inside. Im so sorry! You guys don’t even know me yet I brought misery to your family’ I started breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nuna, its ok. We are glad enough that you brought hyung here for help. And thank you for calling us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after this young man finished his sentence, his friend, I believe, moved towards us from a corner and sat beside me. He had a really worried look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ kim andee?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was the one who spoke to me on the phone. His voice was prominent and despite his worried look, he sounded really calm.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes. Did the three of you answered the phone just now?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes. I was the one who picked up your call. My name is Changmin. This hyung is Junsu and that one is Yunho. We were very shocked to hear this bad news. Lets all pray together for hyung’s safety.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, the emergency door opened and a middle aged doctor came out with one female nurse at his side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the four of us rushed towards him. “Doctor, is he going to be ok?” I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He is alright Miss. Im Dr Lee and I will be taking care of Jaejoong for now. His condition is stable but he is still unconscious. Hopefully, he will regain consciousness in a few hours time. Can I talk to a family member or relative?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We are all his family here doctor. Is he really going to be ok?” Yunho answered him almost as if he didn’t believe what the doctor just said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What actually happened to him doctor?” Junsu asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The injury on his head caused him to be unconscious. He lost a lot of blood but still he managed to hold on. Nothing else was affected. I need someone to follow me to my office to sign some documents.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll go with you.” Yunho replied instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Me too” Yunho looked at me with his sad eyes and slowly nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung, I will call our manager and let him know of Jaejoong’s condition. We need to block Jaejoong’s hospital room or else fans will mob this place just like the time Yoochun hyung was hospitalized.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fans?” I thought to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Alright Junsu handle that. Changmin, can you help check on Yoochun and tell him what happened? Lucky for us, Jaejoong was admitted to the same hospital as Yoochun. After that we meet at his room arraseo? Andee you need to tell us what happened, in detail.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Neh” I said weakly. My eyes looking from Yunho, Changmin then Junsu. “Can I suggest Jaejoong to be sent to the executive room on the top floor?” I spoke suddenly. “I will bear the expenses for his stay here until he recovers.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of them looked at me with wide eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We will discuss that later. Andee, come with me.” Yunho said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They parted. Changmin went to the 32nd floor, Yunho and Andee followed Dr Lee to his office while Junsu walked towards the other side of the hall to make some important calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Junsu’s pov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That girl looks familiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where have I seen her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her blouse with fresh blood belonging to hyung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That jacket, belongs to hyung to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What’s her relationship with hyung?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;##&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked towards Yoochun hyung’s room. His room was dark. I guessed so as it was already past midnight. Hyung should be asleep now. I opened the door and closed it back quietly, trying not to make any sounds. On the bed, lay Yoochun and he looks so peaceful and innocent sleeping. I took a seat next to his bed. Without any realisation, I started to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Changmin is that you? Why are you crying?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yoochun hyung, ouh its nothing.” I said wiping away my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know when something is wrong. Did something happen to Jaejoongie?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at hyung with wide eyes. My lips started to tremble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He met with an accident. Not a car accident. First it was you. Now its jaejoong hyung. What is going on hyung? What is going to happen to Dongbangshinki?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Calm down Changmin.” Yoochun moved closer and hugged Changmin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We still do not know what actually happen yet. He hurt his head pretty bad though. But the doctor said he is going to be fine. And hyung, there’s also a girl.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A girl?” Yoochun asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A girl cant possibly hurt him because she finds him too pretty and was jealous cant she?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun thought to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Rubbish thoughts.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What did you just say?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What? oh nothing. Are the rest coming over?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah they will be coming soon. The girl will tell us what happen tonight.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;##&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120042126798733906-8987195497680088852?l=loveafter-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8987195497680088852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120042126798733906&amp;postID=8987195497680088852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/8987195497680088852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/8987195497680088852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/2007/12/chapter-5.html' title='Chapter 5 - Who caused all this?'/><author><name>jae.dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674202410249236594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V85CbFL0yc0/R3JecztuA1I/AAAAAAAAADw/F438bkmVygQ/s72-c/chapter+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120042126798733906.post-1283477628221105821</id><published>2007-12-26T03:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T23:18:47.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4 - When Happiness and Sadness comes together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_V85CbFL0yc0/R3I9GjtuAzI/AAAAAAAAADg/VF9dzcAwOO0/s1600-h/CHAPTER4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_V85CbFL0yc0/R3I9GjtuAzI/AAAAAAAAADg/VF9dzcAwOO0/s400/CHAPTER4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148244506913407794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/F2CusjNGk9"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/F2CusjNGk9" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho sat at the huge sofa of their apartment. Changmin and Junsu just came back from the hospital and they were taking a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lay lazily with a pillow on his head, eyes closed, mind wandering off somewhere. It feels good to have a break. Waking up later than usual, not needed to rush off to a photo shoot or rehearse for a performance, the life they all want? But along with that comes boredom. So, its either this or that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly a cold breeze blew from the open window in the living hall. The curtains moved. With that comes a tingling feeling and then a shiver ran down his spine. It’s the same feeling again; the feeling he got when Yoochun faced with that car accident.  And right when he wanted to shout out for Changmin and Junsu, the phone rang. He lay in shock. A few seconds later he heard a 2nd ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someone else got to the phone before him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong was unconscious. He was bleeding, his head was hurt when that asshole broke the beer bottle against his head. What was he thinking? So with the help from a group of teenage boys, I managed to get him into the passenger seat of Jaejoong’s car and got him to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a fellow companion, I felt responsible for this man. I had to feel responsible. After all, I was the one who caused all this. Even though its not directly my fault, but if I wasnt here, he wouldn’t get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked into his pockets, found his phone. I need to call somebody he knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurses came running to bring him into the emergency room. All of them, squealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Youngwoong Jaejoong! Omo!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems they all know him, but why? How come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emergency door closed as the doctor and a few nurses were brought in to run diagnosis and checked up on Jaejoong. The box above the door that says EMERGENCY ROOM glowed with green light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked up to the information counter and picked up the phone. It was midnight. Im not sure if anyone is awake at the moment to pick up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong’s phone was in his pocket. I remembered placing it back right before i drove off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dialed his home number but no one answered at the first try. How did I get the phone number? I asked the nurse and she checked the details of the patient through the database. They can retrieve the data if the patient was once admitted here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried again. This time, someone answered at the first ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung, is that you? Where are you? We’re all waiting for you! Its already late!! I thought you will be bringing back supper for us!! Hyung?!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another voice came up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung, please get back safely. Don’t worry. If they’re too hungry I’ll call for take-outs. Just get home safely.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh! They all think I’m Kim Jaejoong. Before I could inform that I wasn’t their hyung, another voice came up. My heart skipped a beat hearing this voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung, didn’t I tell you to call if you’re going to be late? I’m responsible for all of you, you know…Yoochun is already sick. Do I have to worry about you too??”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Umm… Excuse me, I don’t know who you guys are but I’m not your hyung. Does your hyung happen to be Jaejoong?” I quickly cut him before he could say anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeoboseyo? Who are you? How did you get our number?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m Kim Andee, Jaejoong’s friend and I’m calling from Seoul Hospital. I’m calling to tell you that he has met with an accident. He is unconscious now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What?! How did he? Where is he? How is he?” a list of questions trailed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Please come to the hospital. He is undergoing diagnosis in the emergency room right now. Please come quick. I do not know what else needs to be done here.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hi Andee..is that your name? We will be there soon. And we can talk later. I’ll hang up the phone now. See you there.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person at the other end hung up the phone. I stood there motionless. The guys are coming, whoever they are. They must be Jaejoong’s mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions ran through my mind. Are they going to accuse me for injuring Jaejoong? Blame me for what happened tonight? How am I going to answer all of their questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dragged myself to one of the seats outside the emergency room. Jaejoong’s blood was all over my white blouse. Facing down, I covered my face with Jaejoong’s jacket. I can smell his cologne. Without realising, i was crying. I was crying profusely. And soon, images of his happy face flashed through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking at the beach right after our dinner at a nearby Korean restaurant. I was standing and wriggling my toes on the soft and silky sand. Suddenly I hear someone calling my name. And it was not Jaejoong's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung! Drive faster!!” Junsu yelled from the passenger seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are you crazy? Do you want all of us to end up in the hospital too? The headlines of the newspaper tomorrow will show “ANOTHER 4 MEMBERS OF DONGBANGSHINKI ADMITTED TO THE HOSPITAL.” Do you want that?!!!” Yunho shouted on top of his lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changmin who sat at the rear seat of their red FORD EXPLORER, did not bother what his hyungs were doing. He looked at the busy roads outside as they passed traffic lights. Droplets of rain started to fall. God must have heard his silent cries. Soon, the rain got heavier then it showered. He kept praying that Jaejoong will be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 10 minutes, they reached the hospital. Junsu and Changmin ran under the heavy rain towards the emergency room, without caring if anyone recognised them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho quickly parked his car and walked fast. He was always the relaxed one, the collected one. But no one knows that his heart was beating very fast, a pace that would make his heart leap out and kill him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A part of this chapter is credited to amyhailwa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120042126798733906-1283477628221105821?l=loveafter-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1283477628221105821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120042126798733906&amp;postID=1283477628221105821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/1283477628221105821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/1283477628221105821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/2007/12/chapter-4-when-happiness-and-sadness.html' title='Chapter 4 - When Happiness and Sadness comes together'/><author><name>jae.dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674202410249236594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_V85CbFL0yc0/R3I9GjtuAzI/AAAAAAAAADg/VF9dzcAwOO0/s72-c/CHAPTER4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120042126798733906.post-830691803525975191</id><published>2007-12-25T23:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T00:54:11.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3 - The 'so called' new life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Recap from Chapter 2 : "I was wondering who to contact. Ive lost contact with friends from high school. Suddenly i thought of someone. i took my phone and dialed the number."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_V85CbFL0yc0/R3IJmDtuAyI/AAAAAAAAADU/bN9DsQCWyWQ/s1600-h/jae+i+love+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_V85CbFL0yc0/R3IJmDtuAyI/AAAAAAAAADU/bN9DsQCWyWQ/s400/jae+i+love+you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148187873474642722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/oxNCVjBz2s/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/oxNCVjBz2s/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hyung! didnt the doctor said no handphones in the hospital?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shut up changmin". Jaejoong picked up the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeobsaeyo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jaejoong ah, we have to cancel all the plans and schedules for the next two weeks until yoochun heals. Meanwhile u all can go for a break."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"really? we really need a break anyway,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ask yunho to drop by the office today to get some materials." the manager said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click. The call ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"changmin ah take care of yoochun for a while. i need to go somewhere."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"arraseo" changmin nodded without looking at his hyung, fully concentrated on his new ipod touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jaejoong's pv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the way to pick up Andee from the airport. Why is she coming to korea? She have been adapted to japan for quite long. Something must be wrong. Im more worried for her than worrying about the possibility of me getting mobbed by the fans. i look at a small mirror i always have had in my car, cap checked, glasses checked. damn I should dress differently when I go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After minutes arriving at the designated arrival where Andee told me she will be at, I saw a delicate figure with a black jacket and blue jeans. Fully accessorised with Gucci shades and Louis Vuitton bag, she walked through the arrival door, eyes wandering. Her appeal was totally different than the last time. Today she was more sophisticated, more collected. She looks more like the ‘superstar’. I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fasten my pace and looked at her direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Andee!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turned to my voice and gave a huge smile and waved. I was so thankful that she didn’t shout back ‘JAEJOONG”. Phewww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Annyeong! How have you been jaejoong?” Andee asked while taking off he shades and look jaejoong in the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“im really…great. How was your flight?” I was caught offguard and stuttered a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“it was smooth. You didn’t happen to have plans today do you? im sorry if my arrival have caused disturbance to your schedules.” Andee said smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“anneyo. I have no schedule for today. So its ok. May i?” I was reaching for her luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“no its ok I can manage. “ Andee quickly grabbed her bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“nah let me help, it’s the least I can do.” I insisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aww thanks.” She said with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove off a few minutes later with my black and sleek corvette convertible. &lt;a href="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/Andeera/corvettejae.jpg"&gt;(pic)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where are we going? Andee, Do you have a place to stay?”  He asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Drop me off at Ritz Carlton hotel. I’ll have to stay at the hotel while I get my apartment to be ready in a few days time. The agent will contact me once everything is settled. And by the way, how is your friend? Is he getting better?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yoochun? Oh he is recovering. Ever since the incident all of us were very worried. And the manager even called off all our schedules for these two weeks.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What happened?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He was involved in a car accident and he got hit pretty bad.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hope he gets better. He is still at the hospital?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“yeah he is. I should bring you to visit him sometime.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“why not..why not..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the jouney was filled with silence. Jaejoong thought Andee should be tired after the long flight. He took a glance at Andee and saw her sleeping. He smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Andee, we’ve reached the hotel.” Slowly tapping her shoulder, he tried not to shock her. Andee opened her eyes and looked around. Jaejoong came out of the driver’s seat and took out her luggage. The doorman helped him and brought them into the lobby. Andee stepped out of the passenger seat and breathed hard. I’m here. She said to herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong closed the boot and walked towards her. “I’ll pick you up for dinner at 7pm. Rest well Andeesshi.” Andee smiled and thanked Jaejoong for his kindness. “I’ll see you later.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong took out his cell and called a number. “Changmin, what do you want for lunch?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Andee’s pov.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slide the hotel room access card through the small pad on the door where the handle is, then pushed open the door and placed the card at the slot right beside the aircon switch. My luggage is already placed neatly at the side of my bed. I moved forward towards the window and pushed the curtains open to reveal a very nice view of the city. I looked at my watch. It was nearly 2pm. I opened my luggage to grab a set of clothes and headed to the bathroom. The design of the room was luxurious. I smiled to myself. The water temperature was set at a very warm heat. I soaked myself and relaxed. Soon, I was fast asleep in the bathtub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu walked along the hospital hallway and grabbed a drink from the nearby vending machine. He have never been so restless. He just came from SM building to visit Yoochun. Since Yoochun’s accident, their schedules were cancelled. But still, he and the others will spend some time at the recording studio and write songs. For the last few weeks, they have working hard for the new album; composing new songs and having endless discussions on the theme and concept. Now all he wants is for his big brother to recover fast and get back to performing. He slowly made his way to the ward and greeted his retarded friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ya pabo! Look who’s here?!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay on the bed, feeling so restless and tired. The scars are still visible. My head still hurts and I’m still weak. I stretched my right hand to grasp the cup of water from the right side of my bed. I want to get out of here. The hospital food is ridiculous. I want Jaejoong’s ramen!! I miss Shyong-ee and Lala!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changmin is sitting by the window on the soft couch. He has been asleep for the past hour after eating the lunch Jaejoong bought for us. I had to gobble everything up before the nurse sees the food. She will scream at me if she ever saw the food packaging. Jaejoong went back home after that, leaving Changmin to take care of me. Yunho? I haven’t seen him for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Just look at the state I’m in. Aigoo, I dun look suave in this ugly hospital uniform.” I said out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear someone coming. That must be Junsu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ya pabo! Look who’s here?!!” followed by an ‘eu kyang kyang kyang’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why were you talking to yourself?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120042126798733906-830691803525975191?l=loveafter-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/feeds/830691803525975191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120042126798733906&amp;postID=830691803525975191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/830691803525975191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/830691803525975191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/2007/12/chapter-3.html' title='Chapter 3 - The &apos;so called&apos; new life'/><author><name>jae.dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674202410249236594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_V85CbFL0yc0/R3IJmDtuAyI/AAAAAAAAADU/bN9DsQCWyWQ/s72-c/jae+i+love+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120042126798733906.post-4708599187117383598</id><published>2007-11-07T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T08:52:42.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2 - The introduction</title><content type='html'>Andee did not know where he was taking her. Jaejoong drove for miles until they reached a very senile place. The sky was cloudy and grey. The sound of the waves was music to the ears. it was utterly peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I come here whenever i need a peace of mind. I hope you can find your peace in this place." Jaejoong said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andee look at him without any expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who is this guy? And why did i ever think of following him in the first place." She thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's a warmth in him that makes me feel protected. Its like i know im in safe hands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andee walked towards the beach,leaving him 10 metres away. He stood by her rented car and looked a distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I trusted people too easily, look at what just happenned. Havent i cried enough already?&lt;br /&gt;My heart was broken and there is no way to put all the pieces together. Its just a waste of time and money travelling here. I need to go home." She said to herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So have you sorted out your thoughts yet?" suddenly a deep voice could be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andee turned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are no more tears to cry. Im sorry for bothering you. Let me stay here for a while. You can go if u want to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andee thought he would walk off but instead he sat beside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Jaejoong's pv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are not from here i believe." I questioned her. I was curious. Anyone in korea would know Dongbangshinki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this gal she look at me as if she havent see me before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Im half japanese and half korean. I came here to visit a fren. Arent you one of the guys from the wrong room i went to just now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, we are.." i paused for a while before continuing."..the patient's friends. It was really funny how you got the wrong room. Sitting there crying for a person u didnt noe, yoochun would be happy to see a girl visiting him. even if its a total stranger." i laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She laughed too. I noticed that she has a dimple on her right cheeck. And her eyes sparkle everytime she smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I need to get back to japan."She said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do u have any relatives here?"I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nope. i have no one here. My family moved to japan 5 years ago. My dad was made CEO of samsung international in japan, so the whole family moved."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh i see. So ur working now in japan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yup as a stylist. I finished grad school 2 years ago. you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"im a musician."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"U are?? i can get along with musicians."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiled again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Im sorry if i sound like im interfering with your private affairs, but why were u crying so hard abt? Did somebody die?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya right go jaejoong. YOU nossy dork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ya somebody died. Died from my heart that is. All thanks to him for breaking my heart. I wish he die a horrible death."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ooo hold on gal. dont start cursing people. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have no idea what he did to me. We were lovers once, but that two faced freak got married a year ago and didnt tell me. I found out this morning with him on the bed being fed by his wife. I dunno how i can handle all this. Its too shocking for me to accept."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder she was half dead and was gg insane. I had to carry her to her own car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go back to japan and have a break. U have to get yourself back on track and heal. I wish you all the best."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i dunno how i can talk abt this with a total stranger. What was your name again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didnt mention my name earlier. Its jaejoong. kim jaejoong. u are?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kim andee. nice to meet you. and thanks for being here. i dunno wat could have happened if i was alone. i think i couldnt control myself. Thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled. I feel happy. Helping people is a good thing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And i hope your friend get well soon. he looks pretty bad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" yeh we hope so too. I have to get back. My friends would be wondering where i was.You will be ok right? Promise me you wont hurt yourself?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i will take care of myself.You have to get back to the hospital."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"here take my number." I handed her a note. "Just call if you need anything...and have a safe trip back to japan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think i'll stay here for a while longer. Goodbye jaejoong and thank you" She smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to give a grin, and i cant believe i winked at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a week since i arrived back in japan. I think im in the worst shape ever.&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere i go i see places dongwook and i visited. The food places we ate at, the parks we go to, and whenever he's in japan he will fetch me form work. Now everytime i head down to the carpark i feel empty and lost. I cant heal like this.i simply cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dongwook called a million times. I answered the phone only once. He would beg for forgiveness and wants me back. I cant get myself to forgive him after him lying to me for a whole year. Its too much. I cant change my phone number just cause of one bastard. My contact list is huge and i cant possibly call each one of them abt a new number. Its stupid. He knows where i stay at and where i work.He can simply give me a visit. Its scary k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when i realised i cant stay in japan anymore. It brings too many memories. Appa and omma approved of me leaving japan. I said "a 22-year-old should explore and widen her experience. " What an excuse. I booked a flight to korea and managed to get an agent for a house in the suburbs, not far from the city. I was wondering who to contact. Ive lost contact with friends from high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i thought of someone. i took my phone and dialed the number.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120042126798733906-4708599187117383598?l=loveafter-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4708599187117383598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120042126798733906&amp;postID=4708599187117383598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/4708599187117383598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/4708599187117383598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/2007/11/chapter-2-introduction.html' title='Chapter 2 - The introduction'/><author><name>jae.dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674202410249236594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120042126798733906.post-1264132133826545251</id><published>2007-11-05T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T00:16:33.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1 - "She got it wrong.."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Q2eWX1AerH/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Q2eWX1AerH/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OMO! accident? When where? where is he now? Hospital? Ok i will be right there. Thanks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andee just got off the phone with his secretary. Her boyfriend just got into a car accident.&lt;br /&gt;AND GUESS WHAT? she's in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;Andee cancelled all her appointments and meetings for these two days. Yes, to go visit the boyfriend in South Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6 hours later...in Korea...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Junsu hurry up can you? hyung is all alone at the hospital now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okok dont haste. coming in a minute."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whats taking u so long? no matter how u dress up, you will still look ugly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ya! Watch it changmin. Disguising is hard."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just take a hat and glasses. no one will recognise you anyway.hahahaha.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junsu gave a stern glare at changmin and then laughed. You all know he cant keep a serious face.&lt;br /&gt;"Changmin! Junsu! Pale! yunho hyung's waiting downstairs already" jaejoong shouted from the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Andee's pv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i arrived at the hospital looking really confused. The last time i was in korea was 2 years ago. Yes. The boyfriend was here for a business trip and he got into an accident. Awww poor him.i rushed to the reception counter and gave his name. I will have to go to the 10th floor Room 32D.I took the lift and went straight up.It was a sunday and the hospital was filled with visitors.I run hastily and found the room. You have no idea how worried i was. I pushed the door and saw a lifeless human being lying on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"Oppa!" Tears ran down my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Are u ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of me was an unconcious man with head fully bandaged, the face was swollen and there were bruises all over his hands and body.I can hardly recognise him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what happen? how did u become like this?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he couldnt answer. He was still asleep. I sat here beside his bed crying cause i wasnt there for him. I miss him so much.An hour passed by..until i hear noises coming and steps running towards the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Junsu, volume down please. Hyung's resting"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i saw 4 guys coming into the private room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wiped my tears and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They returned my smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could hear one of them, with a dolphin voice asking,"guys, who is this gal?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Im not sure. Hyung doesnt have any female siblings. And he doesnt have a girlfriend either."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one with really short hair,and seemed to be the tallest answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then who is this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"he doesnt have a girlfriend? what are they talking about?" i thought to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to end the silence and ask, "You guys are Dongwook's friends?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dongwook? who's dongwook?" the one with the brown hair questioned me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"isnt this room 32D?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no this is 32B and the one on the bed is park yoochun and not dongwook", answered one with a bigger bodybuild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omo omo my eyes were so big with shock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"u mean i gt the wrong person?!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aahhh!!!" i let out a shriek. and ran out of the room. It was really embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i could get a paperbag and hide my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stood 2 metres outside the room.now it reads 32D. With a slow pace, i walk towards the hospital room with a heartbeating very fast.dongwook oppa. im finally here. I was so retarded back there. Sorry i come a lil late oppa. i hope you're ok and dont as bad as the guy lying on the other bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was steps away from the door, from the small window on the door i could see visitors. ahh! oppa has visitors.i opened the door quietly, almost tiptoeing. i moved nearer to the bed. Then there he was my boyfriend with a woman at his side. 'Honey, ur fren's here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i hear correctly? Honey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oppa opened his eyes. My smile disappeared. I should be happy that he was just slightly injured but i wasnt thankful that he survived. I demand an explaination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman said ." I have to make a phonecall. u go ahead and talk with him." With that she gave me her sweetest smile that i could just slap her with my handbag.She gave oppa a kiss and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wat the f***?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oppa wat is that? Who is she, calling u honey and kissing u huh?" i folded my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Andee sit down please let me explain.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i grabbed a sit, unwillingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She's my wife."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She's ur What? wife? since when?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we were married for a year already. im sorry for keeping this from you. i am happy together&lt;br /&gt;with u and with her. I dun want to let u go. I love you Andee." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was determined not to hear anything coming from his mouth. With tears flowing from my eyes, i dashed out the door. he was calling out for me, that freaking bastard. How could he do this to me? I ran off and almost running into that woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hope ur husband die. good luck." I said to her before running off to the lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have a tissue with me and i resorted to using my sleeves to wipe my tears. My eye makeup was ruined. I felt that i could cry a thousand rivers.hurhurhurhur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached the lobby and was heading to my car. My eyes are so blurred by the tears. The next moment i know, i bumped into a man.I couldnt face up and just mouthed a sorry. I duno if he could hear me, i was too occupied to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady bumped into me. Not just any lady, the lady who 'visited' yoochun just now and went to the wrong room. Her eyes were filled with tears. She wasnt walking straight and almost walked into the entrance door.From where i stand i saw her moving towards a vehicle and there she was frantically searching for her car keys. I quicken my pace to reach her. She finally found her car key and unlocked her car. She sat in her car for a few minutes. Most of the time she banged her head onto the steering wheel, countless times. Her shoulders moved up and as if she was crying.She must be crying. I have a heart to move towards her and calm her down. She cant drive in that condition. Who knows wat will happen to her. We dont want another injured person in this hospital due to a car accident. Just look at yoochun's state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a metre away from her car. Suddenly she came out from her car and started banging on the car hood. She was chanting sth like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;" i hate you oppa i hate you why does this always happen to me?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i dunno if i should calm her down. She might just scream and go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I motioned myself towards her. "erm, lady are u ok?" I can see from her eyes that she is going thru sth bad. Her sad eyes, beautiful eyes.Only a few minutes ago she was in yoochun's room and she was in control. Now, look at her she's gg insane.She kept on crying until i grabbed her and told her to stop.She was fidgetting and trying get away from my hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Its ok, everything is going to be ok."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me and cried louder. In seconds, there she was head on my shoulders and crying, making my tshirt wet. But could tell that she was innocent. I was gg to kill that person who made her cry like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shhh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120042126798733906-1264132133826545251?l=loveafter-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1264132133826545251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120042126798733906&amp;postID=1264132133826545251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/1264132133826545251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120042126798733906/posts/default/1264132133826545251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveafter-love.blogspot.com/2007/11/chapter-1.html' title='Chapter 1 - &quot;She got it wrong..&quot;'/><author><name>jae.dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674202410249236594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
