Whoever said it was a crime, to start liking your sister's boyfriend?

Author’s Note/Warning:

Hello~ I'm writing again. I'm sorry okay, I promise I'll update regularly. And this one's not a sad one, yay, to change things a bit ^^. It's actually fluff/comedy/everything else. I've been writing sad stories ever since I can remember. Or maybe not, but still, haha. This idea came up to me when I was watching a show who's title I can't remember, and I thought it would be such a great fic. Although, I did change up some things a bit (;

And of course. It has my bias, Jjong in it. And the Jung sisters (; I'm sorry if you don't like them guys, haha. I, for one thing, love them and they're one of the few sister-sister idols out there. And hey, Jongstal and Jongsica? Is there anyone out there that ship these two at the same time? No? Well, whatever. Because I will go down with that ship. However, you must know right this very moment that this will be more a JongSica fic than a Jongstal one. Please DO NOT SAY I DID NOT WARN YOU, becasue I did. And it's here ^^

Background's made by me because I was so bored. I changed it because I think this one looks a tad better xD But it's still ugly ugh. I should stop making my own ones and jsut request! Grr. Haha.

English is not the language that I grew familiar with, it's not my first language, nor am I exceptionally amazing at writing so please do bear with me. The only reason I am in the presence of aff is stricly because I do enjoy writing. But many of the times I have experienced, my mind goes blank as I begin to choose what to write about. And if the best is to happen and I choose a decent enough topic, what happens when I do write it? Who's to read it? Who's to even witness its existence? So, what better audience to present it to that those who are actually taking the time to read work that I diligently wrote? NONE, there are no one better than you, guys, Thank you. I love you. :)    

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[DISCLAIMER] I don’t own SHINee, f(x) or SNSD nor do I own Jonghyun, Krystal or Jessica. I da na, you know. Owning them would be too good to be true, anyway. I would just like you to know right now that this is my writing. Although, this was inspired by a teen nick show, I'm really sorry I forgot the title!  I'm really sorry if we have the same story. Just tell me, okay? ^^

RATED M- FOR EXCESSIVE USE OF CRUDE LANGUAGE & FEW UAL REFERENCES. ONLY. NO . SORRY TO YOU ALL WHO WANTED THEM (?)

[insert c inside a circle thing here] Copyrighted. 2012. shineearemynamjas. All rights reserved. No copying, plagiarizing, printing without permission and no, copying the story and changing a few words doesn't make it originally yours. 

Thank you! 

I don't even know when or how on earth I came up with this, haha. But still, enjoy my little honey munchkins ^^

Jessica's sister Krystal has been dating one of the richest guys in school, Kim Jonghyun. 

Even though Jessica has been assured by Krystal that there's nothing wrong with him, there are things about the millionare that doesn't appeal to her at all. Jessica doesn't like him. She doesn't approve of him. She doesn't want him going near Krystal in any and everyway way.  After all, every single person in the school knows that this boy is a real player. 

But when the playboy decides to go all lovey-dovey with Ms. Damsel-in-distress,
what happens when she slowly falls into his deep void of crazy, manipulative games?

And what happens when what the boy started as a joke...
turns into something more serious?

She dares not tell her sister who knows nothing about this happening. But as reality's compications start coming in, she falls deeper and deeper even though those weren't her called-for intentions. As she ventures through this crazy adventure until the end of school year, the girl meets a lot of different people; new, old and even those she rarely expects, that really makes her head spin.

Ever since this happened, there is only one sentence revolving on her brain, really.

To tell or not to tell?

That is the question.