Perhaps after this, you’d probably consider loving fried chicken more than Park Chanyeol.

You tell your friends, yeah strangers too Anyone who will throw an arm around you Tarot cards, gems and stones Believing all that 's gonna heal your soul Well it's not   You're only doing things out of desperation You're going through six degrees of separation   — Six Degrees of Separation by The Script

He is as powerful as hurricanes—easily destroying all the tall walls you’ve built to protect yourself from getting hurt. He is as unpredictable as hurricanes—always catching you off-guarded, doing and saying things out of the blue. And yet, you know he would never be as destructive as hurricanes—he would never try to do anything to wreck your fragile heart as if they were houses, simply because he loves you.  

Because you’re an aspiring nurse who desperately needs to pass your final year practical exam.   And your boyfriend’s arm. Literally. 

Once upon a tall, lanky yet mesmerizing boy, his best friend as well as a (not so) failed confession.

 “I’ve heard it said that one encounter is a happenstance, two a coincidence and three a significance.” 

Because a certain Kim Jongdae just seems to have trouble keeping his hands off you. Not like you weren’t the same, though.

You’ve always preferred playing ball games rather than Barbie dolls, wearing shorts and jeans rather than skirts and dresses. You would also rather lounge around at home, playing video games rather than going shopping with your girlfriends — which is, probably the reason why you have more guy friends than girl friends.   But that didn’t bother you at all. That is, until today.

You never thought you’ll be able to heal from your broken heart. But he showed you that all you needed, was time, a box―or perhaps more than just a box of Kleenex tissues, as well as that lopsided grin of his to fix your broken heart back into one piece again.

Wanting to be the guy who is perfect in your eyes, Kris always takes each and every one of your comments seriously, doing only the things you’ve mentioned that you like.

He broke you, leaving a huge crack in your heart. You know it but you were just too scared to admit it. Because you know that the day you admit it, will be the day you have to let him go.

You didn’t mean to. It was neither your fault nor was it planned. But somehow or another, you two always managed to collide with each other in the hallways when there are several thousands other students going to your school.

Flowers have always been a part of your life. You adore flowers and the different meaning behind every single one of them. But you’ve never imagined that flowers would eventually lead you to cross paths with him.

We are just like marionettes, as helpless as they are, being compelled by invisible strings and manipulated by individuals. We are just like marionettes, having no control in whatever we do and being part of the play that we have no intent to be in.

Everyone puts so much hope on you and Joonmyun, that one day you both would get married and live your happily ever after. It kind of pressurizes you, most of the time, especially when the love and spark that the two of you once felt has faded away as time passes. And it doesn’t really help having that gorgeous president of the dance club constantly trying to sweep you off your feet. 

Baekhyun has always been known as a flirt, but it's not like flirts doesn't have feelings.



Everyone says that she wears her heart on her sleeve and that she is predictable, but Joonmyun begs to differ even though he himself doesn't know much about her and has never spoken to her before.     

When you kept insisting Sehun to call you 'noona', he gets more than just frustrated.    He doesn't want to be looked upon as a younger brother, especially to you. He wants to be looked upon as a man. Most importantly, a man in your eyes.