I just got out of the mess. It was hectic in my house. My life always has been hectic. My parents fighting, my sister bossing me around, and my brother stayed out of the house for nights without any care; it felt like I was the only one who was sensitive enough to see it wasn’t right.

I had developed the feeling that guys are jerks. All of them are jerks. They are not worth wasting your time. I was headed towards the park where I always used to go at night whenever my house got hectic.

I was listening to “Stand by me” by Shinee. As much as I liked them singing, I wasn’t much of a fan of their personalities. My friends used to call me stupid. Well, personally I believed that they only put on a show in front of the camera to attract the fans.

Oh sorry, I didn’t introduce myself, my name is Park Minyoung. Minyoung was given to me by my grandma; she always said I was the light from heaven for her. As I reached the park, I sat on the bench and turned the volume of the song to full volume, put my hoodie on and just put my head back to relax as I closed my eyes, moving my feet to the music.

After a long practice, they came back home and were too tired. But as he looked around, everyone was doing what they always do to relax their mind before going to sleep.

He went out for a walk. He had to disguise himself before he went out. As he stepped in the gentle cool breeze, he felt he was free, free of all the burdens of being a star, free of all the screaming fans, free of all the stress he felt as a band member. He headed towards the park; he used to go to at this time. There weren’t that many people at this time of the night, so it was safe for him to jog for a while to get his stress out and relax his mind. As he reached the park, he saw her. He smiled to himself. He had always seen her in the same spot, but today she was sitting on the bench instead of dancing in the hidden corner. He observed her and saw she was listening to something, while her foot was moving to the beat.

He looked at her one last time and started his jog. When he returned to the same spot he noticed, her body moving. He saw more clearly that it was like hiccups or something. As curious as he was, he went towards her and heard her sobbing. He looked at her and hesitated, but finally decided to ask her why she was crying. He sat next to her; he continued looking at her as she cried. He saw her open her eyes and search her pockets and as she looked to her left, she saw him there.

Their eyes met, and he smiled as he gave her a tissue from his pocket, which she took rather quickly and turned away from him. He smiled as she used the tissue and turned towards him.

“Are you okay?” he asked. His face was halfway covered with a mask and his hair covered with a hoodie cap.

She just nodded.

“Why were you crying?” he asked again. She just looked at him as if asking who you are.

“Oh sorry. I am Jon . . .” he stopped himself and then said “Junho”

She smiled and bowed “please to meet you, I am Minyoung. You come here every day right?”

He nodded “and I have seen you here always too, dancing”

Her eyes grew wide “dancing??? You saw me dancing?”

He laughed “yes and I love the way you dance. You should audition for SM Company or any company.”

“Aigoo . . . I am not that good yet.” She blushed.

Jonghyun got up. “I have to go now. Hope I will see you again.” He bowed standing up.

“Me too, I hope to see you again soon.” She smiled.

“Hope I see you again but SMILING.” He emphasized on the word 'smiling'. She blushed as he went back.

As he opened the door of his dorm, he heard a voice “where were you?”

He looked at Key, “at the park.”

Key ignored it; they knew he used to go there. Onew and Minho noticed him; they both looked at each other.

“What happened in the park?” Onew asked.

Jonghyun had to tell them that happened or otherwise they wouldn’t have left him alone.

“... Did she know who you were?” Key asked in a scolding tone.

“No, she did not. My face was covered so relax.” Jonghyun said as he went to sleep.

When he left she smiled, she couldn’t believe he would talk to her. She always saw him in the park jogging and minding his own business. But Jonghyun from Shinee would actually talk to her. She smiled as she saved the memory safely in her brain.

The next day they met again, then again and again. They met every day and soon became good friends. Jonghyun was always in a mask to cover his face and hair, she never told him she knew who he was, afraid that he would stop coming. But one day it had rained and it was slippery. As she sat down after the walk to catch her breath, she saw him jogging, she waved at him and he waved back.

He passed her and she saw him for a brief second as she bends to tie her shoe and suddenly she heard a great commotion, she looked up and saw him on the ground, his face uncovered. People were pointing and taking pictures of him. She was furious that instead of helping him up they were taking pictures. She ran up to him and held out her hand to help him up, he looked at the hand and the owner, he hesitated in holding her hand but she grabbed it quickly and made a run for it. As they ran, the fans ran after them, she started her scooter and handed him the helmet, he put it on as she started the engine.

They both laughed as they got away. She stopped after a while. Jonghyun took off his helmet and laughed.

“You are pretty amazing.” He said, shuffling his hair to make them look good again.

Minyoung smiled as she took off her helmet too. “I know right.”

“Minyoung I am sorry for not telling you who I was earlier,” Jonghyun said but was cut off by her

“No need, I know it was from the very first time I saw you there.” she smiled.

Jonghyun’s mouth opened in surprise.  “You did? Then why didn’t you tell me?”

“I know it is hard to hide from the fans, and I know it is tough running away too. And besides, even though I like Shinee, I can never do anything to hurt them or uncover their private lives for my name in the paper.” She tilted her head to the right side as she said it.

Jonghyun found it hard to stop himself. He suddenly reached for her lips and kissed her gently.

Minyoung was shocked. She pulled away.

“I am sorry. It’s just that you were so cute, I couldn’t stop myself.” Jonghyun said hesitantly.

“No, I am sorry for giving you that chance.” Minyoung bowed her head. “I should never have done that. I like you as a person, and I do not want to let go of that image. I don’t think you will see me again.”

She went after dropping Jonghyun at the dorm. Jonghyun went to the park after that, more careful than before in his disguise, but true to her word she wasn’t there.

He asked an old man there about her. The old man looked at him and asked what the name of the girl was.

“Minyoung.” He answered.

“You mean Park Minyoung.” The old man asked his voice shocked.

Jonghyun nodded.

“But young man, you can never meet her.” The old man shook his head.

“Why not?” Jonghyun asked

“Because young man, she died 4 years ago. She was beaten to death by her drunken stepfather.” The old man told him. “She used to come here for an escape but that day was tragic, she never came and it was told that her father had beaten her up when she tried to safe her sister from being beaten up.”