Hello! This is Gikanuna (: The story is about a girl who lost her memory and her best friend is currently trying to help her to get back the memory—of her best part of life. Of course it has to do with VIXX me

“What happened with your neck?” he asked, this morning when she served him a bowl of ginger soup with chicken wings. She just smiled, shook her head. Didn’t get the answer he wanted to hear, he groaned, “Answer me.” “It’s okay.”

  It has been two months since the day I broke up with him. The day I spent without him were hard and it was getting worse when I decided to move from Seoul to Beijing—I had to, because Seoul left me lot of memories with him and if I stayed there for too long, I was afraid that it would make me hard to move on. But eventually, lived in Beijing wasn’t as ea

It was another boring day for him. Everything remained statistic; lessons, homework, sudden exams, break time, lunch time, girls were gossiping like no ends, boys were flirting around and teased the girls they had crush on, nothing special. Rooftop was always being his favorite place all over the school building. He loved to see the blue sky. He loved to see

    He was too young to understand love, too young to fall deeply in love, and he was too young to get involved to a serious matter called love. He was too young to know that love wasn’t a thing that would go easy on him. He was too young—but he refused those reasons and chose to stand next to me, asking me out.

Would you kiss me and stop me from shaking?”

She loves Hakyeon, but I love him too.                          

      For my friend ; as I promised you this fic I hope you like it.        

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    "Clever girls attract me more," said Jaehwan.                       Gikanuna. 2013.

  “I would like to protect you from anything that has a possibility to hurt you. I would like to take the pain away. Even though protecting you will send me to death, I’d like to. Because I know you’re worth to fight for. Because I know you’re not only a friend for me. Because I know this virtual relationship is deeper than anyone thought it would be.”  

    First love was always a sensitive issue for him—or for every guy on planet.              

"Stop staring at me or I will eat you up," said Hakyeon.

“Good morning. I’m sorry for disturbing in early morning but Mum asked me to give you this,” she said it shyly as I opened the door for her. She knocked for like three times, and I had to get from the bed and walk from my room to the front door. She was standing there, with a two-layered lunch box in her hands. I lifted one of my eyebrows.

  I want to know, who ever told you I’ll let you go, the only joy I’ve ever know.

Have you ever heard that after you admitted to yourself that you like someone, they would appear more and more attractive, day by day?   Have you ever heard that when you have a crush on someone, by looking at them eating only would make you full?   Have you ever known that when you like someone, somehow the quantity of you meeting them would increase than it was before?   Have you ever?   I have.

Waiting a little longer won't kill you.

      “Do you really enjoy this? Toying me? Do I look like a toy you can play around?”

People said, our love just too precious. Our love is like a white cotton candy. Smooth, sweet, bright.   People said, Our love just like happily ever after fairytales. No words, neither colour

    I would never let people bring us down.                  

  Changsub was the only person she wanted to cherish the most in the world, yet he was someone who easily tore her apart.                

She loves N, but N seem doesn’t really care.           Gikanuna . 2013.

But I definitely won’t make you cry for the same reason.

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She moved like a swan, to the right and then to the left. She swayed her hands slowly, gently as the air gasped the spaced between her body and her moving arms. She was a ballerina, with messy bun hair and beautiful legs. The delicate fingers of hers touched the table and put her trays on it. She pulled out the bundle of her bun, and re-do her hair right in front of me. Her neck w

You’re just as beautiful as you are. Who needs mascara and make up.

“Sorry, I have to cancel our date this weekend.” “Is there something happened?” “No, yes, I mean, I have a sudden practicing.” “Oh, it’s okay then. Take your time.”

Loving someone who already has his half isn’t a right thing. Or maybe putting him at first place is something she shouldn’t do.  

        You know I got so much but nothing's worth enough to put a price on us.    

    She would never understand why he kept eyeing on her. She wasn’t that pretty, she only knew how to play violin—which isn’t too good to be proud of, she said—and she just transferred to the school a month ago. She wasn’t sure if she knew him, but he seemed familiar.   =