Rain - Kim Yerim / Lim Kim http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qlMXZvY-_cM     --------------------- Narrator’s P.O.V:     Clang, clang, clang, clang.   In the distance, Miyoung could hear the train whistling and rattling. She shielded her face with her hand from the shining sun and tried to see the train station, but there were too many trees in the way. Today had clear skies throughout.   “It looks about the time for you two to be heading off,” the lady of the inn pointed out, “Hurry now, you wouldn’t want to miss your train, would you?”   Miyoung turned her attention to the lady in slight surprise and bowed deeply, “Thank you very much for your hospitality.”   Byunghun quickly bowed as well after receiving a reprimanding look from the female. After getting up and smiling warmly, he said a quick goodbye and gave the ladies a little space to say theirs.   “Oh no,” she chuckled, letting the lower part of her face wrinkle up, “It was my pleasure, but I think the one you should really thank is the young chap.”   Miyoung blinked, wide-eyed, and jerked a thumb to L. Joe, “Him?”   “Why yes,” she hummed amusedly, “A fine young fellow, if I do say so myself. A little short, a little too skinny, but very caring and handsome nonetheless. If it weren’t for his quick thinking, you might’ve been in serious condition today.”   Miyoung’s astonished gaze slightly softened as she curled a piece of her hair behind her ear, “I see…”   “Be sure to thank him, child.” The lady reminded with a warm smile, “He seems to care deeply for you.”   The dark-hair female bit her lip for a second. *Thank him? Well, I guess she’s right. I didn’t do it yet…*   Miyoung snapped out of her trance when the whistle sounded loudly, signalling the next train. The lady lightly pushed the small of her back, “Hurry now!”   Before Miyoung could break out into a run, a hand shot out and grasped hers. She yelped as Byunghun smoothly pulled her onto his back, “Hup.” He held her legs securely, so that she was piggy-backing him.   “Oh my,” the lady beamed. “Hey, Byunghun! Put me down!” Miyoung urged, feeling the embarrassment creep up her spine.   “Thank you, ahjumma!” L. Joe called before he dashed off, “Hold tight, Miyoung!”   “W-Wait—YAH!” She squeaked as he took off at a lightning speed. As the trees rustled past her in blurs, she lightly slapped his shoulder, “Hey! What if that lady saw?!”   “Relax, master,” the blonde chided, “She’ll probably think that I’m just fast at running. Plus, even if she did figure it out, it’s not like we’re going to see her again.”   “Byunghun!” Miyoung gawked, “That’s mean!”   “Is it?” L. Joe tilted his head to one side, “I was just stating the facts… In any case, we’re already here.”   Miyoung rolled her eyes. *Stupid, blunt Andromeda.* But having such close contact with him made her calm down. Still, she stuck her tongue out a bit in distaste, “You’re an idiot.”   “I get the feeling you think that a lot,” L. Joe mused, “Hold on tight!”   Only Miyoung’s screams and yelps were heard through the forest as he zoomed off at unholy speeds.   -------------------------------   “Thank the Lord,” Miyoung breathed out as she collapsed onto one of the seats, “I thought I was going to fall back there.”   “Silly master,” L. Joe teased as he took the seat across from her, “I wouldn’t let you fall.”   Usually, Miyoung would be blushing by now or would be embarrassed (yet secretly liking it, because hey – what girl wouldn’t love to have a handsome blond male say that to them?), but this wasn’t the case.   Instead, she pulled out a few leaves that were stuck in her hair and scrunched up her nose at him, “Yeah, yeah, dream-boy. Keep spewing out nonsense.”   Other passengers gave her weird looks due to her dishevelled state, but instead of cringing at them, Miyoung glared back, as if saying, ‘what are you looking at, huh?’ When they quickly looked away, Miyoung combed out her hair with her fingers. *That’s better.*   Instead of getting mad or being shocked, Byunghun just beamed, “Finally.”   This time