A whole week had passed, and there was no news at all from your "husband". Sam sulked, glaring out the window.

"Miko ah.. Jaejoong hasn't replied.." Sam sighed, and leaned back. "should i send him another mail?"

Miko gave her a quizzical look, "what makes you think he'd really reply you..? forget it Sam!" 

Samantha pouted, "huh, you're so negative about this. i'll make another one!" she grinned and took out her phone and started a new mail.

"Annyeonggg! It's me.. again..! Good job...on your...photoshoot yesterday, you guys looked...awesome!" She read the translations from the book slowly. *my korean really !* "hwaiting! do well for... your next project!"

Samantha bowed and cut the call. Miko chortled. "What the heck was that about?!" Sam rolled her eyes. "i translated what i wanted to say so it would be easier for jaejoong oppa to understand, duh."

Miko shook her head, "failure for life." 

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"are we done?" Jaejoong groaned, glancing at his watch. "we've been posing for the darned camera since 8am this morning! I'm hungry. let's get dinner." he grinned at Yoochun.

"whatever, let's just go. i'm beat." he left, jaejoong and Junsu trailing behind. Jaejoong took out his brand new phone. *finally* he smirked, no more lagging or whatsoever.*

SIX NEW FANMAILS.

He groaned, he just checked his phone five minutes ago, but ever since he received that mail from Samantha, he always checked through to see if she had sent him another one.

*Kim Miho.. Shin Hyemi.. Samanthaaaa..Christy.. wait, Samantha..?!* He double tapped on the file, and Samantha's face appeared again. *it really is her!*

He watched, an amusing look plastered on his face. "what is this girl doing.." He chuckled heartily, eyes still stuck on his phone.

"KIM JAEJOONG!" A voice shrilled, he looked up frowning. "what do you want, idiot?" he glared at Junsu.

"look at you, all caught up with a FANMAIL. and we were having dinner together. i'm positive we're more good looking than whoever's on that screen." Yoochun scoffed. Jaejoong rolled his eyes and stuck his phone in their faces. "and you were saying..?"

They immediately shut up, gawking at Sam's cuteness. Junsu burst out laughing. "What? i bet she just translated her message directly, it's hilarious!" Jaejoong ignored him and saved her number before starting a new message.

"the god-like jaejoong will text her now." he smirked, and the other two gawked at him. Texting a fan?! that was SO not Jaejoong, the guy who wouldn't give a hoot even if the fans waited day and night outside their dorm.

From: 91037294

Hello! This is Jaejoong, from JYJ! I've received both your fanmails, please continue supporting us! :D

He sent the text, *i wonder what her reaction will be when she sees it.*

Jaejoong poked at his food, "i want to meet her.." he muttered. Junsu and Yoochun exchanged glances and stared at him. "what in the world.."

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They had a class activity during free period- more of a drag. talk. abstinence, blah blah blah. It was a routine for them every year. 

"i don't understand why we must have these kind of stupid talks, it just kills our brain cells, and really, its common sense. Who would actually have unless your partner's like jaejoong?!" Samantha scoffed, cocking her leg up on the seat and resting her head on it.

"Stop fantasizing you crazy , that ain't happening. anyway, some things are actually useful." Miko nagged, listening attentively to whatever the teacher was spouting. Sam, on the other hand, was busy daydreaming about jaejoong and how many kids she wanted to have.

Samantha slipped her hand under the desk and pulled out her phone. 

ONE NEW MESSAGE. *another foreign number? this better not be some advertisement again or i'd go berserk.* As she scanned the text, her eyes widened, and her jaw dropped. "JAEJOONG?!" she gasped, and covered .

"KYAAAAA, MIKO AH, JAEJOONG TEXTED ME!" She squealed in Miko's ear. The teacher gave them a look and miko quickly used her palm to shove Sam's face aside.

"not now sam! anyway, jaejoong texting you? pfft." She rolled her eyes and tossed her the note. Samantha grumbled some inaudible words and threw her a reply. 

'i mean it. anyway, i'm going to send another fanmail after this. just you WATCH. And, reply his text.'

Miko gave her an exasperated sigh and chucked the note into the bin. *ridiculous. this girl is just, ridiculous.*

Jaejoong and Samantha began texting more and more often. Their chats transformed from complimenting each other, to more personal things, much to Miko's discomfort.

"For all you know, he could be some ert trying to get you!" she muttered, glaring at the girl beside her, still infatuated by the guy who claimed to be Jaejoong.

"aish, it has to be him! he even knows what i send him in my fanmails!" Sam quickly waved the topic away. She and jaejoong had become like secret text buddies,  and a source of encouragement for each other.

Jaejoong on the other hand, was falling for Samantha more and more, with every text he received from her. She was the first girl besides his mom, to encourage him, give him advice, console him and make his happy and entertained. Plus, she wasn't the kind of person who would lie to his face and praise him for every damn thing just because she was a fan. 

Samantha on the other hand, had to rely on her trusty translator to understand what jaejoong was saying, as well as to reply him. Of course, she promised to keep their relationship a secret, no one wanted him to be spammed by fans 24/7.

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A few weeks later, Jaejoong received news that JYJ would be heading to New York to do promotions and hold a fansign - the perfect chance to meet Samantha.

a/n: ahh, my brain is dead. can't think of any good ideas to continue ): omg. and i'm just starting. comments?