I hate this, just a little. It didn't come out the way I wanted.
This was supposed to be a full length story. If you want me to continue with that one, let me know.
But just an overview of the planned-story.
Say watcha think okay?           Behind The Scenes
Junhyung | Hyuna | Hara           I remembered that night we walked hand in hand, glanced at every camera seen around. We were obliged to make people believe we were a couple which would help boost chances of sales and fame. But there was one thing I did that was wrong. That was to believe we are not pretending.             He smiled and locked hands with me as we spun around one street to his car. I didn't know why but I smiled back, genuinely. Nothing inside me registered that everything was part of a plan, that the thing was fake. All I did was to respond with my heart and not with any untrue gestures.             He opened the car door for me which made butterflies in my stomach flew around. My lips curved up high along my cheek and my heart was tumbling up and down. That was his effect on me, even until now. As we drove around streets and highways, our plan going was stronger and believable.             However, I forgot to regain my mind and soul. I was so drowned of his presence and even of his sweetness. I forgot the real score, I forgot who we are behind the fake sweetness.             We were silent along the way, no one even tried to ask each other. He was focused on his driving, or just that he's really not into me. It broke my heart more, knowing that deep inside my crazy head, I would never be lile this to him.               "We just have to wait for official release of the scandal. We did our best. If this wouldn't work, that's it. Anyways, thank you for your consideration and cooperation. I wouldn't be able to do this if there's no you." He uttered contineously, although in the dark view of the night, I couldn't visualize his face. But I really saw his teeth flashed before me, that little light from him. It meant he smiled, he smiled to me. Not wanting to be too obvious, I returned to smile.               "But I was curious, why it was you who was sent to make this thing up with me?" I asked, completely curious with the answer.               "Just that..." He answered, shrugged as he stopped by a park.               "Just?"                 "I mean—" He paused again, read a text from his phone for a little while. I noticed his reactions on the message. He smiled just after reading it, even felt giddy while typing his reply.                 Oh!             That hit me.                 Broke me as well.                             "So you