The wooden arc that acts as entrance of the garden has vines crawling on it as an ornament.
Cemented square plates serves as pathway through the garden has leaves and moss covering it.
Each step that I make produces a cracking sound because of those withered ones.
Sheltered under the branches of 2 big trees, a wooden gazebo painted in white also covered in vines.
he’s already here.

He is leaning on one of the post that supports the white gazebo.
His eyes are closed.
His face glistering with sun’s rays up to his neck radiating his skin’s fain complexion.
He looked tired so I didn’t bother to wake him up.
Instead, I seated on the fence beside him.
Watching him up-close makes me want to touch his face.
I moved closer so I could feel his cheeks.
Tracing every curve of his face with the tip of my finger.

“Hey…”

I was surprised when he suddenly speaks up.
I slowly withdraw my hand but he quickly snatched it.
Our eyes hold onto each other for a few seconds.
I loosen my self from his grasp since I feel that my cheeks are burning.
My hands are beginning to be skittish.

“Uh-Uhm… I’m sorry! I thought your handkerchief was Minhyuk’s and gave it to him yesterday morning. And you’re even there.”
I lowered my head and handout Minhyuk’s handkerchief.

“…its okay,” Lee Jungshin gently took the handkerchief from my hands. Our skin touched. I was surprised that I suddenly pull out my hand to my back.

“Let’s go back to the room now. Shall we?” I pointed to the direction of the room. I hope I won’t stumble on my feet while we’re going back together.


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“For this year’s showcase, we’re going to have a play.”
Mr.Choi, who is now in his normal get up, announced.
“Does anyone have a suggestion?”

“How ‘bout ‘Romeo and Juliet’?” Some girl suggested.
“I think it’s too used up,” Mr.Choi said.
“Macbeth?” a guy said.
“same.” Mr.Choi answered.

“How about we make our own original screenplay? There 4 beautiful guys falling for one girl except they live in different lives that they even crossed the barriers of their differences.”
My seatmate and friend, Han MinSoo suggested. She’d always love reading Manhwas (Korean manga) and even making fictional stories.

“I think… That’s a great idea! We’ll have the CNBlue as those 4 leading guys. As for the female roles… we’ll have an audition.”

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The room was deserted by the girls. Only the guys, Mr.Choi and MinSoo were left.
The judges for the audition are the CNBlue.
Jonghyun with an arm on the table and the other is tapping the pen.
Minhyuk with his legs crossed and arms folded onto his chest.
Jungshin with his head leaning back and eyes closed.
Yonghwa in a black plastic framed glasses and skillfully spinning a pen in his left hand.
The camera man is at their back.
so they’re going to film this?
 

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At the corridor outside the room, the girls were concentrating on themselves.
Practicing each line that they have chosen.Some looks at a compact mirror, practice their lines, then applies some powder on their faces, and then practice their lines until they’ve perfected it.
I’m not really interested in the play itself but rather at the scouts that will come to watch. This had caught my attention from the beginning, so I want to grab this opportunity.I reviewed the lines that I’m going to present for a few times.

The audition has started and I was at the back taking a peek.

MinSoo called me to sit beside her as we watch as we watch each girl with their performance. We’re whisper to each other so that we won’t disturb them.

“What do you think of my idea? Great, huh?” she said so proudly.
“did you read one of Hwang Mi ri’s new manhwa?
“How did you know?”
“your idea and her manhwa have the same concept. Beautiful guys fighting over 1 girl. Same same.”
“fine. At least you got to perform with these beautiful guys.”
“it’s not yet decided so I’m not assuming anything.”
“oh, puh-lease. You’re a born actor. Everyone knows that you change your personality to the role you’re playing every time you step up to the stage.”
“that’s so not true.” My voice accidentally got louder.

“shhhsss! Quiet down ladies. Especially you Ms.Park.” Mr.Choi scolded.

“I’m sorry,” I apologized.
Yonghwa glanced and then smirked at me.
what the–