(continuation): My Kind of Girl




“OMONA!”


I woke up from the dream that I was having awhile ago. In my dream, Khun Khun and I were sitting in front of a piano with him playing it while I was singing. What was the song again? Oh, right. How Can I Not Love You…


I looked around and noticed that I wasn’t in my room at all. Come to think of it, my neck actually hurts a little like it was strained and…


“OMO!”


Haysssst, Dara!! How can you be so scattered-brain once again?!


I found myself inside of a studio in Avex headquarters, in front of a grand piano and sitting beside me, peacefully sleeping was Khun Khun.


So it wasn’t a dream after all... 


I chuckled.


So the story he told me last night was true as well? The one when he confessed that he once loved a female idol...


I felt a little sadness tug my heart upon the realization that he was in love once, before he met me.


YA! What’s wrong with you, Dara?? Of course, there’s a possibility he could be in love before. He’s a guy after all and mind you, he’s not a little boy anymore.


I stole a glance at his sleeping form.


But that girl… she’s really lucky. You’re a really nice guy, Khun Khun.


I silently thought to myself. I moved my face closer towards his and began inspecting his face.


Waaa… he really has an interesting pair of eyebrows!


It looked like those of cartoon characters. Shin Chan! So thick and bushy…


YA! Why are you even bothering with his eyebrows?! Hayssst…


I giggled as a thought entered my mind.


He’s just so funny whenever he wiggled those eyebrows of his!


He usually did that whenever he’s excited, anxious or agitated.


Like the time when…



“Ya, Minji, Khun Khun!” I approached the two who were comfortably sitting in our living room, watching some random Japanese series.


“Unni! You’re awake!” Minji reached out for my hand and pulled me towards them. I sat to her right while Khun Khun was at her left.


“Why are you here so early in the morning?” I asked Khun Khun who was busy looking at the TV screen. He didn’t even greet me. Haysssst!


“Noona!” He finally acknowledged my presence as if he just realized for the first time that I was there.


“YA! I asked you a question!” I folded my arms as I saw him diverted his eyes back to the TV screen.


“Oh, what was that again?” He was obviously distracted.


“I asked you WHY-ARE-YOU-HERE-SO-EARLY-IN-THE-MORNING??” I emphasized each word just in case his distracted, scattered-brain could still not absorb what I was asking him.


“Oh, that.” He said. I waited impatiently for his reply. He took a moment to tear his gaze from the TV and faced me. “Well, Minji-ah promised me that she’ll show me some interesting series.” He answered nonchalantly.


“Neh, unnie.” Minji nodded in agreement. “I promised Khunnie-oppa to show him some series of Inoue Mao.” She answered, casually.


Inoue Mao? Where did I hear that from? Inoue Mao… Inoue Mao… Inoue…


“OMO!” Both Khun Khun and Minji jumped in surprise.


“YA, NOONA! Don’t scare us like that! Do you want Lil Minji here to have heart problems as such a young age??” Khun Khun pointed to Minji who was holding her chest.


I ignored him and went closer to the TV screen. I stared intently at the beautiful girl staring back at me from the TV screen.


Waaa… she’s so beautiful! Her eyes were not as chinky as other Japanese girls. Her appearance made her look so innocent but there’s something in her eyes. Her eyes seemed to show a silent determination, as if she was so sure of herself.


I couldn’t help but feel an admiration for her beauty.


Yes, it’s definitely her.


“YA! Are you trying to kiss Inoue Mao from the screen, noona??” Khun Khun’s voice interrupted my thoughts. I spun around and pointed towards him.


“YOU!” I exclaimed, accusingly. Khun Khun’s eyebrows wiggled. 


“Wha-what did I-I do, noona?” He stammered, confused and anxious at my accusing stare at him.


“Wasn’t she the one who confessed on SMAP×SMAP that you were her ideal guy?” I raised an eyebrow at him. I saw his lips crooked into a smile.


“Yeah, that’s her.” He said proudly. I don’t why but that irked me.


“Oh, that’s why you wanted to see her series, oppa.” Minji said, looking at Khun Khun who was still smiling, watching the TV series.


“Hayssst! Such a narcissist!” I hissed at him. He tore his eyes from the TV and faced me once again.


“YA! I was just curious how she looked like. I don’t know that much about her, you know.” He said, defensively. “If it wasn’t for Junho, I wouldn’t have known she picked me as her ideal guy.” There he goes once again with the proud smile of his that I wanted to erase from his narcissistic face.


“Ya, ya… What’s so special about you, anyway?” I muttered under my breath. I saw him stuck his tongue out before concentrating on the TV screen once again. I decided to focus my attention to the TV as well. “It’s not like you’re overly-handsome like Taecky or you’re such a good dancer like Jun---“


“OH MY EFFIN LORD WHO’S THAT SMOKIN’ HOT BLESSING FROM THE SKY EPITOME OF PERFECTION!!!!!!!!” I jumped, my eyes widened and my mouth hung open as I stared at the handsome creature that have materialized from the TV screen and stood next to Inoue Mao.


It took me a good ten seconds before I was able to tear my eyes off the screen and looked at my two friends who were sitting beside me.


“OMO! What happened to you guys?” I asked them, curiously. Minji and Khun Khun were sitting so near each other, clutching each others’ hands, shaking in fear and were looking at me with eyes wide open as if I were a monster.


“Wh-who are you?” Minji managed to let out a small voice. I laughed at the maknae’s antics.


“Ya, Minji-ah! It’s me you’re Dara-unni! What’s wrong with you, dongsaeng?” I laughed as I grabbed some popcorn and munch on them. The two returned to their normal sitting position.


“Ya! Why do you have to scream like that?” Khun Khun scolded me. “We thought you were possessed for awhile.” He shook his head as if not believing my sudden outburst truly happened.


“Mian. I just get so excited when I see a hot guy, especially one as hot as him!” I turned to face the TV again and looked dreamily at the object of my attention.


“Him? That guy with Inoue Mao?” Khun Khun asked. I nodded without looking at him, still gazing at the TV screen. I heard him sigh. “He’s not even younger than you, you know…” He said, in a matter-of-fact tone.


“You know him?” I asked, fixing my eyes on him.


“Jun Matsumoto? Of course I know him. Who wouldn’t? He’s quite popular here, you know.” He told me as if I was an alien for not knowing him.


“Jun Matsumoto. Hmmmm…” I stared at the TV screen once again, lost in a trance.


“Aww, Minji-ah. Inoue Mao is really gorgeous!” Khun Khun’s annoying, loud voice interrupted my dreamy thoughts of Jun Matsumoto.


My smile instantly turned into a frown as I faced him again. “YA! Why don’t you go back to your apartment? Stop bothering , Minji-ah! You always bother people.” I scolded him as I stood up. He stood up as well and folded his arms.


“YA! I never bothered you!” He said, defensively.


“Oh, really? You never bothered me? You don’t call texting nonstop in the middle of the night, bothering someone?” I challenged him.


“YA! Who’s texting nonstop in the middle of the night?!”


I froze on the spot. Bommie materialized from our room and was eyeing the two of us, suspiciously. Minji, on the other hand, watched us as if we’re more interesting than the Japanese series we were watching awhile ago.


“Khunnie, you were texting Ssantokki nonstop in the middle of the night?” Bommie asked, her voice menacingly cold and authoritative. I noticed Khun Khun gulped. Ha! Take that!


“But she replies to it all the time!” He said, defensively again. Before Bommie could speak, I retaliated.


“YA! I ONLY ANSWERED BECAUSE IF NOT, YOU WILL BOMBARD ME WITH MORE MESSAGES!!!” I was pretty sure the whole building could hear every word I just said.


“YA! DON’T WORRY! I WON’T TEXT YOU IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT ANYMORE! OH, MAKE THAT EVER AGAIN!”


What he said made me stop.


“What do you mean ‘ever again’? You will not text me anymore, even if it’s not in the middle of the night?” I asked softly. I was trying to mask the sadness I suddenly felt at his previous statement. 


I hated to admit it but I actually found his messages in the middle of the night cute and sweet, even if it were random and weird at times.


“Well, you said earlier that I was bothering you and I thought you didn’t want me to, uhm, you know…” He was stammering. I smiled as I noticed how cute he looked when he was stuttering.


“AHEM!” I heard someone clearing . Khun Khun and I both looked towards Bommie’s direction who was eyeing us with an amused look on her face.


“Is your little lover’s quarrel over? Someone here needs some serious sleep otherwise I will beat the living hell out of the two of you if my eyes happen to look like a fluffy marshmalllow for today’s shoot.” She shot as a warning look. I felt my cheeks flushed at the mention of the words “lover’s quarrel”. I stole a glance at Khun Khun and noticed his cheeks were the same shade as mine…




I softly giggled at the memory. 

I turned my attention to Khun Khun’s cheeks. His cheeks somehow remind me of cheeks of little kids. They were so cute that you couldn’t help but pinch them.


I pinched his cheeks lightly and giggled as I heard him moan softly before resuming his sleep.


Yes, he has such cute cheeks, even cuter when he blushes. I can still remember one time when he was blushing uncontrollably…



“What are you guys watching?” Khun Khun approached us, holding a pack of sodas in both hands. CL-roo, Chansung, Taecky, Wooyoungie and I were all seated on the floor, watching our favorite show, SMAPxSMAP. Bommie, Minji, Junho and Junsu were on the other room, probably fussing over Junho’s collection.


“Hey, bro! Just in time.” Wooyoungie told him as he expertly caught the can of soda Khun Khun threw at him.


Khun Khun sat beside me and offered me a can of soda. “Kamsahamnida, Khun Khun!” I nodded in gratitude and turned to the TV once again.


“Who are the guests?” Khun Khun asked.

“NEWS and KAT-TUN.” Chansung answered while reaching for a can of soda. Khun Khun nodded and rested his head on the leg of the couch.


At the moment, the host, Masahiro Nakai, was busy laughing with the two guests he was serving. Tomohisa Yamaa, more popularly known as “Yamapi”, and Ryo Nishikido were already seated on the special dining table where guests were usually being served whatever they ordered. The host, Nakai, was usually the one cooking the orders. The segment was called “Bistro SMAP”.


“So Yamapi.” Nakai started with his casual pseudo-interview with the guests. “A lot of females are all dreaming of dating you guys from NEWS. Tell me, do you happen to have an ideal girl in mind? Let me rephrase that, what are the exact characteristics you are looking for in a girl.” Yamapi laughed shyly at the question.


Waaaaa! He’s so cute! My fan girl heart started again.


“Actually, a girl caught my eye when I visited Korea to appear in Mnet ‘M! Countdown’ just early this year.” He said with a smile.


“WOW! This is a revelation!” Nakai energetically exclaimed to the squealing fans. “Tell me, is she an idol or a normal girl?” He asked.


“She’s an idol. She belongs to a girl group actually.” His answer brought hoots and cheers from us.


“OMO, CL-ROO! You heard that? He likes someone from a girl group!!” CL-roo and I held hands and squealed in delight. The guys laughed at us fan girling.


“YA! What makes you think it’s one of you, huh?” Khun Khun challenged us. I stuck my tongue out at him and focused my attention to the TV once again.


“Tell us more about this idol, will you?” Nakai asked once again in a teasing manner. Yamapi bowed his head as if he was shy.


“I haven’t met her personally, actually. I just saw her one time lurking in the MNET studios just as I was about to perform.” Yamapi smiled as if remembering his encountered with the mystery girl. “She had this infectious smile that seemed to smile at everyone she passed by. Her eyes were twinkling and smiling as well. I told myself, how nice it would be to able to get close to someone like her.” Yamapi had a twinkle in his eyes while saying that.

I was starting to get envious of the girl who caught his eye.


“So, this idol was performing at that time as well?” Nakai asked. Yamapi shook his head.


“No. I think she was just there to support her brother whose band was making a comeback.” He answered with a smile.


I felt five pairs of eyes looking suspiciously at my direction.


“Wh-what?” I asked, confused.


“So, who’s this lucky girl that caught our Yamapi’s eye?” Nakai asked. Ryo laughed as his friend was seemingly shy to reveal his answer.


“Ani… you do not think that Dara is Yamapi’s…” Khun Khun’s voice trailed as Yamapi’s voice boomed loud and clear from the TV.


“She’s Sandara Park of 2NE1” Yamapi blushed upon saying my name.


MY NAME???!!!!!


My eyes widened at the sudden realization that the hotness that is Yamapi chose me as his ideal girl.


A loud cheers and applause greeted me as if I just won the Miss Korea 2011 crown.


“Unni! YAMAPI thinks you’re his ideal girl! YAMAPI!” CL-roo held my hands and jumped up and down. I stood up and held on to her hands.


It took me a few seconds before absorbing everything. “CL-roo! I’M HIS IDEAL GIRL! I’M YAMAPI’S IDEAL GIRL! ARRRGHHHH!” I screamed. We jumped up and down like high school girls who found out our crushed like us as well. “YAMAPI!! YAMAPI! YAMAPI! YAMAAAPIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” We screamed in unison.


The boys covered their ears and laughed at our childishness.


“Ya! Why celebrate as if you won the lottery? He just picked you as his ideal girl. Hayyyst!” Khun Khun exclaimed, irritated.


I stopped jumping and turned to him. “What makes us think it’s one of us, huh? Well, too bad it’s one of us! HAHAHA!” I stuck my tongue out at him and celebrated with CL-roo once again.


Our celebration was momentarily broken when Nishikido Ryo’s voice boomed from the TV screen.


“That’s too bad, man.” He said to Yamapi. I froze.


Me being picked as Yamapi’s ideal girl is too bad? Why??


“Why is that, Ryo-chan?” Nakai asked, sensing the sudden tension between the two friends.


“’Coz she’s my ideal girl too.” Ryo answered cooly.


I felt my world momentarily stopped.


It resumed when I heard CL-roo’s blood-curling scream.


“UNNI!!!!! RYO-CHAN LIKES YOU TOO!!!! NISHIKIDO RYO!!!!!” 


With that, I let out a blood-curling scream again.


“WAAAAAA!!!!! RYO-CHAN!!! YAMAPI!!! OMONA!!!!! WAAAA!!!!” We started jumping up and down again. The boys looked like they were having headaches listening to us squeal.


“RYO-CHAN! YAMAPI! RYO-CHAN! YAMAPI! RYO-CHAN! YAMAPI!!!!!!”


“HAYSSSST!! What’s with these Japanese idols and their fascination with her??” I heard Khun Khun hissed under his breath. I turned to him again and stuck my tongue out for the third time before I resumed with my victory dance with CL-roo.


By that time, Bommie, Minji, Junho and Junsu joined us in the living to see the commotion and laughed as they saw us fan girling.


After we calmed down, we watched the show again. The rest of NEWS and KAT-TUN were now being interviewed.


“I find CL of 2NE1 feisty and attractive. I like girls like her, independent and fierce.” Keiichiro Koyama of NEWS confessed. We all teased CL who was blushing. I noticed Taecky frowning a bit. Kkkkkk.


“Yeah, I like her too!” Tatsuya Ueda of KAT-TUN agreed. We hooted even more, making CL-roo’s cheeks crimson red.


“I like the way Minzi of 2NE1 dances. It’s like she’s always on fire and dances with passion.” Yuya Tegoshi of NEWS said.


“Yes, I saw one of her videos. I think it was a dance battle. She was the only girl performing against four other guys, I think. Man, the moves!” Takahisa Masuda exclaimed as the other guests agreed. I saw our maknae blushed.


“Ya, Lil Minji! You’re not allowed to blush like that!” Junho scolded her. Minji groaned which made us all laughed.


“I think Dara Park of 2NE1 is easily the prettiest Korean idol out there.” My eyes darted to the screen. The hunk that is Akanishi Jun of KAT-TUN was talking about me!


“Agree. She has the most innocent and pure aura. And her eyes, they seem to just draw you towards her.” Kazuya Kamenashi added with a wide smile on his face.


WAAAA! What is this? First, Yamapi then Ryo-chan then Jin and now, Kame???


WAAAAAAAA!!!!


“What’s this?? First, Yamapi. Then, Ryo, Jin and now, Kame??? What’s with these guys????” Who was that mocking me? I looked to my right and saw Khun Khun furiously scratching his head.


The boys all laughed as they looked at Khun Khun who was obviously not having a good time.


“Bom has nice legs. Bom of 2NE1.” Yuichi Nakamaru exclaimed.


Bommie’s eyes narrowed. “YA! WHY DO ALL OF YOU GET GOOD PRAISES WHILE ALL I GOT WAS ‘BOM HAS NICE LEGS’???” She yelled in frustration as she slumped on the sofa.


We laughed at her for awhile. I then approached her and wrapped my arms around her.


“Bomtaro, cheer up! You know you’re more than that, right?” I told her with a smile. Khun Khun sat on the arm rest near her.

“Neh, noona. Plus, questions like that of ideal girl/boy is not that big deal you know.” He looked at me meaningfully.


I stuck my tongue out at him for nth time as I felt he was making a point at my expense.


“What do you mean, ‘not a big deal’? Wooyoungie suddenly asked. “You know what, it’s been awhile since you last answered that question. I think your last answer was----“


“It doesn’t matter who my last ideal girl was!” Khun Khun hissed at his best friend. Wooyoungie backed a little and laughed.



“Easy there, bro. I won’t push it.” He laughed. “It’s just I really want to know if your ideal girl has changed.” He looked at Khun Khun meaningfully.


The girls and I, including Bommie who was sulking earlier, suddenly got curious.


“Neh, Khunnie. What is your ideal girl, huh?” Bommie asked with a sparkle on her eyes. I don’t know but somehow it made me feel uncomfortable seeing as how he confessed before that he loves me.


But after everything that has happened between me and Jiyongie, I felt that Khun Khun started acting more like a friend than a person in love. I couldn’t get out the nagging feeling that he had lost interest in me already.


“Uhm…” He looked at us nervously. “Well, I’m not really picky. I like someone whom I can be comfortable with, a girl whom I can show my weaknesses and not be afraid that she’ll think less of me.” His eyes turned to me and I felt myself shiver a little.


“I like that when she talks, I cling on every word she says. When she moves, it’s like a breeze on a summer day. And when she smiles,” He smiled at me meaningfully. “It’s like the sky turns from gray to blue.” He held my gaze until I shyly looked away.


“I guess, that’ my kind of girl.” He finished. He stole a glance again at me and smiled shyly.


I didn’t know what had gotten to me at that time but I felt my heart beating uncontrollably.


“Waaa, oppa! I didn’t know you were such a romantic!” Minji exclaimed in awe. The rest of the girls looked at him in admiration.


“YA! That’s a song by Brian McKnight, right?” Junsu exclaimed before a pillow connected to his face, making him fall on the couch.


“So, bro. Have you met this girl you just described to us?” Wooyoungie asked with a glint on his eyes.


Khun Khun blushed involuntarily, his cheeks turning crimson red. He gazed at me once again and I felt I could melt in his gaze. “Neh. I think I already have.” He said, his eyes not leaving mine…




I blushed upon remembering that incident. I turned my attention again to Khun Khun’s face, this time my eyes traveled down to his lips.

His lips that had claimed mine when we did the shoot for the Anna Sui commercial. That kiss that momentarily stopped my world from revolving.


His lips that had claimed mine once again during the 2:21PM Bangs! mini concert when he confessed that he was falling…


“Dara?” I jumped from my seat and landed -first on the floor.


“Aigoo….” I let out a groan as I felt my ached at the sudden collision with the floor.


“OMO! Sorry, Dara!” He rushed to help me get up. Once I fully recovered, I slapped him on the arm.


“YA! Why did you scare me like that?” I asked him, covering up my embarrassment from the earlier incident.


“I saw your face close to mine and I got startled. What were you doing earlier? You didn’t happen to want to…” His face suddenly turned naughty.


My eyes widen. I shook my head furiously. “ANIYO! I just saw, ahm, a-a fly, YES A FLY! It landed on your chin so I was supposed to swat it when you woke up. Yes, that’s right. That’s what happened.” I smiled innocently at him.


He looked at me suspiciously.


“Weird. I heard the President said yesterday that they already exterminated flies and termites here…” He was lost in his thoughts that he didn’t notice that I heaved a sigh of relief.


“What time is it, anyway?” He took my wrist and looked at my watch. “OMO! It’s 3AM already! You still have a photoshoot tomorrow, right, before you leave for Korea?” He asked me. I blinked. KYAA!! That’s right! Hayssst! CL-roo will kill me if I wake up late tomorrow, geez….


Wait!


“Our photoshoot is at 12 noon.” I told him with a smile. I saw a smile crept up his face.


“Good! Our flight is at 2PM. You can accompany me then to get a haircut.” He smiled widely.


“Arasso. Pick me up at 10, then? I think I’ll get a hair color. I’ve been discussing about it with Jjango manager for awhile.” I smiled, excited for the change I was thinking of.


“Great! Come on. Let’s go home.” He took my hand and I felt electricity jolted towards my body.


We were halfway through the studio when he suddenly stopped, making me stop as well.


I turned around to face him, confused on why we stopped. I saw him pull something out of his pocket.


“I almost forgot to give you this. Turn around.” He told me. As I did, I felt a cold string of metal touched my neck. I looked at the object hanging from my neck.


“WOW!!!”


It was a necklace with an ice cream pendant. The ice cream pendant looked strikingly like the one displayed in Ice Cream City, our favorite ice cream parlor.


“I got that last night while we were buying at Ice Cream City. It’s a limited edition so I grabbed the chance to buy it.” I admired the intricate design of the pendant. It looked so beautiful, colorful and shiny.


“The moment I saw it, I instantly felt good. Like it has a charm that brings positive aura.” He smiled as he watched me admire the pendant, my eyes gleaming in awe.


“So that once we’re back in Korea and you are feeling down, it will remind you that we always have Tokyo.” He told me meaningfully. I looked at him and met his gaze, my eyes beginning to water.


“It’s really beautiful, Khun Khun but you’re a pabo! You don’t need to give me this.” I stepped closer towards him.


“ I’ll always have you.”


I didn’t let him speak as I crashed my lips against his, letting him feel the bottled up feelings I have began to have for him.