History always repeats itself.

“Listen here, kid,” Zico says in an intimidating voice. But the little boy is unfazed. He simply continues to glare at Zico as the older boy bends down to meet him at eyelevel.

“Well, when your senses got heightened after the transformation, so did your emotions.”

Sometimes tricking people can be a good thing.

You never thougth he would be the one to save you.

"These are for you," you spewed out, quickly shoving the box of sweets into his hands.

You always thought he trusted you.

"Y-You? H-How?" you asked, your voice shaking.

Did he really need your help on his math homework?

"Do I have to go umma?" "Neh!" "Waeyo?!" You whined. "Because I said so, plus you will get to see your cousins in the states." "Appa?!" "Don't look at me we already bought your ticket already."

In which you learn that he will always be there to catch you.

  "Can we talk?" you asked. "Now? At," he glanced over at the clock on his bedside table, "two o'clock in the morning?"

A place of fantasy, enchantment, and love at first sight. A love that transcends dreams and reality.

  "Hello?" you answered politely, cringing at your overly sweet voice. "I'm thirsty," Junkyu's voice played into your ear.

"______, get back here!" Woohyun whispered loudly and pulled the bill of his hat to cover more of his face.

    The way you looked at him and gave him small kisses just made his blood boil. He knew that he was acting ridiculous, being jealous and all, but he just couldn’t help it.  

  "Kris?" you called suddenly as you looked away from your computer and turned your head towards him. "Hmm?" he asked, his eyes still focused on the piece of hair that he wa