Jaejoong looked up from his throng of giggling girls, and I ducked behind a wall. Too late, I'm pretty sure he saw me.

   "Wait just a second, sweethearts." He told them.

   A few seconds later, his handsome head appeared over the wall. "Park Youngjae." He said aloofly. "What brings you to a place like this? I didn't know you wanted some fun too."

   I couldn't believe what I was hearing! "Are you really Kim Jaejoong?" I whispered.

   He smiled and gestured to himself. "The very same boy in your class. Surprised at my transformation?"

   "Well...." I stared at him, blushing. His attitude was so different.

   Jaejoong winked at me and led me down the street to another small alleyway. "What about those girls?" I asked him. He laughed. "I can always get new ones."

   I didn't like how he just brushed them off--the Jaejoong I knew would never be so cruel.

   The Jaejoong I thought I knew.

   "I like women, that's all." He said easily. "I love pretty ones the best, or ones with big s. I sleep with them for money, if I want to, or if I just want some fun. I love to tease girls, they're reactions are so cute, and I love making them fall for me. Basically, I'm a player." 

   "You're a player?" I shrieked, so shocked I could barely stand. The boy I had a crush on, the quiet, nerdy boy, was a player? And a hot one?

   He smirked at me arrogantly. "Yeah, what about it? Don't tell me you liked my other school self."

   Tears stung my eyes. He was such a jerk! I couldn't believe I liked him!

   "I'll never, ever fall in love with you." I swore, intent on keeping that promise forever. Or at least until graduation.

   Jaejoong smiled at me, his eyes twinkling. "Then I'll absolutely win your heart." He swore back.