"Hi.

Okay okay now, before you guys come marching up my house wielding pitchforks again, I suggest all of you to re-read Chapter 25 to refresh all of yo memories. 

It's been long, way too long and I'm so sorry. Heck, I'm so sorry that I had threw my everything aside to write for you guys because it's been way too long ermygawd im sorry really ;-; I have a whole list of excuses lined up, but I'm sure you guys wouldn't want to hear them lol n-n; so I just want to let everyone know that nOpE I'm not abandoning this story and there was no way I could have warned you guys I was on hiatus because there was no way I'd seen it coming oKaY life had been really hectic anyway i luv you guys many many owls yeh.

I hated the original plot that I originally planned out because I had other conflicting ideas so I hope you guys understand :'( 

Btw my laptop is not helping at all.

Chapter dedicated to Mr Lee Kuan Yew, founding father of Singapore.

[OKAY ACTUALLY I SOUND CALM BUT DEEP INSIDE IM REALLEH REALLEH REALLEH REALLEH EXCITED FOR BIGBANG'S COME BACK OK IT'S BEEN EONS TT]

On with the story!

Park stared the most sinister way possible at me, his black pupils boring into my hazel ones. I had to curl my toes tightly in order to remain calm. Which actually means to not lash out and kick him where the sun don't shine.

"How did you sneak in?" I blurted. Wait nono that wasn't what I'm supposed to say, I'm supposed to sound really cool and dange-

"What? Don't you think I look just around your age?" His pitch black eyes twinkled maliciously, almost inviting me to poke his eyes until he's blind. Blind as a useless bat, you mother f- 

"Get lost." I blurted again. Okay to be honest I'm scared less. What? This dude killed my horse so am I supposed to sit around with him and sip tea and eat crumpets? 

Here lies Lee Chaerin, murdered by tea and crumpets. 

"Your words cut deeply, Chaerin." He smirked and placed a palm over his left chest. 

"Really? At least it's not as deep as the cactus I'm about to shove up your ." I stood up, our pupils now level with each other.

A flicker of surprise crossed his face as he snarled. "I have been nice with you, Chaerin. But now is the time to stop playing games. Tell me where Aimee is."

I let out a bark of laughter, a fake one, of course. Just to let him think that I'm not scared of him.

"If you think killing Amber would let me endanger the life of my friend, then you are wrong. I'm not telling." I snapped.

Park latched forward, grabbing my wrist suddenly and surprising the hell out of me. He yanked me forward with such force that my arms were nearly pulled out of its socket. This guy must be pyscho. I thought in my mind.

"Listen here, Aimee is mine and you and your little weeny boyfriend Ji Yong had no ing rights-"

I snorted, twisting my wrist out of his grasp. "Excuse me, Ji Yong is weeny? Well who's the one all covered in scars just from a few kicks and punches from my boyfriend? Not him."

Park turned red. He is really pissed off right now. 

"If you don't tell me where my girlfriend is," He placed his palms on the table in front of me and leaned forward. "Then I'll kiss you."

The smart comeback I was planning to say died in the middle of my throat as I stared at him for two seconds. "You wouldn't." I said, hoping to throw him off with my curt response.

He smirked. "I wouldn't? What makes you think I wouldn't kiss you huh? Well you don't have a choice don't you? Since this is a kissing booth."

As quick as lightning, he placed the dollar into the jar and grabbed the sides of my head. The next thing I knew, a cold pair of lips were on mine, forcing me to share the most disgusting kiss I've ever had in my whole life.

His lips moved roughly against mine, almost feeling as if he wanted to eat me up. And his lips were cold, how could any normal human being have icy cold lips? Oh wait, he isn't one. 

My hands were at his chest, struggling to push him off as best as I can. That doesn't work, so I slammed my foot the best way I knew how into his knee and he released me almost instantly, hands wrapped around his right knee and hopping from foot to foot.

Meanwhile, yours truly had took three steps to the right where there were tall grass and bushes and had spitted my mouth out. Gross, hella gross. 

"You won't get away with this!" He roared, before limping away into the crowd. 

That's what they all say. I thought dryly.

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"I can't believe you kicked him!" Ji Yong laughed breathlessly, almost tossing one of my white teddies out of the window as he clapped hysterically like a retarded seal. 

I glared at him from the mirror reflection as I furiously brought my toothbrush back, forth! Back forth! on my precious teeth, producing a heap load of bubbly toothpaste foam. 

"It was terrible!" Foam flew everywhere when I spoke, some of it almost flying into Ji Yong's eyes. Maybe I'm a little too pyschotic. I thought but still continued to clean every single inch of my mouth just to get rid of any reminiscence of that kiss.

Once I've made sure my mouth was Park-free, Ji Yong and I sat in the living room talking about the crazy encounters of today. He was steaming mad when he found out that Park smushed his mouth on mine but after calming him down, the idiot had actually found it funny.

"There was actually this freshman, quite creepy to be frank with you. The whole two hours while I was performing, she stood right in front, staring at me as if I was some exotic animal on display." He chuckled, feeding me some of the chinese-styled fried rice we made together just now.

I couldn't help but feel a little twinge of jealously when he said that. Munching loudly on the rice, I wriggled out of his grasp and flicked the tv remote. "Yeah? Was she pretty too?"

Ji Yong let out a sound between a laugh and a giggle. "Awh look at my girlfriend, getting all jealous over a girl. If only she knew she was the only one made for me then she wouldn't be such a baby and ignore her boyfriend."

He wore that undeniably y smirk as he slipped his arm around me again, pulling me into his warmth embrace. I closed my eyes, savouring the moment. If only we could hug everyday, every hour, every m-

"Wouldn't that just means us sticking to each other like glue though?"

"I really have to stop speaking my thoughts out loud." I buried my head in between my knees, earning a deep, hearty laugh from Ji Yong.

"So what are we watching?" He made himself comfortable as he took the remote out my hand briefly, causing me to protest and grab for it. 

But our laughter died and we froze as the ringing of the doorbell sounded.

"Jae Yi's home early." I pushed myself off the couch and made it to the door. I opened it, ready to rip out Jae's hair with the way she is ringing the doorbell as if she wants to break it when I realised, that it wasn't Jae Yi standing outside the door.

It couldn't be...could it?

"Seungri." Ji Yong greeted surprisingly from behind.

I stared at the man before me. Golden brown hair that brings out the silvery flecks in his panic-stricken iris, a dark burgandy leather jacket and black jeans.

"Let me in quickly, I'll explain." His voice was laced with worry, masked by determination, which was probably what made Ji Yong open the door without hesitation.

I look up at Ji Yong, whose eyes seemed to be glued to Seungri. I couldn't help but scoot a little closer to Ji Yong.

Afterall, one of Park's men is in my room.

The one-minute silence stretched to a deary two-minute and then finally sweeped into an uncomfortable three-minute.

"I'm gonna help you, Ji Yong." Seungri finally spoked, removing his jacket and meeting Ji Yong eye-to-eye. 

"You came back." Ji Yong's voice was unstable and his glass pupils were threatening to break any moment. "But what about th-

"We have to be quick, I don't know what is Park is planning now, but I know he is doing it unbeliveably fast, unlike how he has executed his past plans. He's on us, Ji Yong." Seungri's voice was grave.

"And you," He turned to me, startling me a little. "Must not tell anyone about me being here. We have to work together, it's the three of us now."

My phone rang, breaking the deathly silence. I glanced at the caller ID and a smile crept up to my lips.

"Well four actually," I swiped the answer button. "Hey Aimee, there's something that the three of us have to tell you."

Aimee couldn't be more relieved that someone else is offering to lend a hand but also, was like me, skeptical about accepting the offer. However, there was no reason to refuse and we need as much as resources and manpower as we can find. 

"In the gang, I'm their tracker." Seungri explained. "I'm in charge of finding information like your phone number, your address and your family particulars, just by using this laptop." He gave me an apologetic look. "And yeah I'm the main reason why Park knew so much stuff about you, sorry Chaerin. But I have Park's phone number, and a few other of the gang's information so I'll be able to see where they are."

"As of now, we will message each other immedaitely of sightings of Park or any of his men, understood?" He flashed us both a look. "And I'll issue all of us a tracker device, just in case if any one of us gets kidnapped or something, we'll know where each other are at all times. Both of you, peel the back sticker off and stick this at the back of your shoulder, make sure its covered." I eyed the small silver square that was handed to me warily.

"It's our tracker Chae." Ji Yong gave my hand a reassuring squeeze as he placed his tracker on swiftly.

I bit my lip, but did as I was told.

"It's waterproof, so you don't have to worry about getting water on it. Here is your tracking device." Seungri handed us both a black device with a green screen, I peered at it and in the yellow rectangle labelled with the name of my school, I see two blue triangles, and a white triangle. The white one was me, I figured out that one pretty quickly. One blue triangle had the words "[K.J]" and the other had    "[L.S]", standing for Kwon.Ji and Lee.Seung.

I walked to the kitchen and watched the white triangle float swiftly, moving when I moved and halting when I stopped.

"Now what?" I asked as I walked back to the living room. 

Seungri shrugged and gathered all the things he had placed across the coffee table. "There's nothing now left to do, unless you guys want to visit my place?"

Ji Yong broke into a smile. "Let's go!" He almost leaped up. "I haven't been there in years."

Seungri let out a small laugh for the first time. "Let's go then, coming Chaerin?" He turned around to smile at me.

This is the first time I actually saw kindness and a hint of innocence in Seungri's handsome brown eyes, without hesitation, I stood up. "Of course." I grinned. On normal days likes this, I would've stayed in and did homework, but in courtsey of the carnival, the school had ommited homework for the entire week, leaving all of us free of homework worries.

The three of us slowly makes our way over to the bus station right outside the gates of our school. The entire time, Ji Yong and Seungri were chatting as if they hadn't met in ten years. Seungri would say something they both did in the past, and then a blubber of laughter would then burst between them. 

I didn't mind being left out, so I just stood beside them, listening to their conversations with an amused smile tugging at my lips. As the minutes ticked by, the smaller the tension became when we first meet each other. At least Seungri is beginning to relax. I thought to myself as he hooted with laughter.

"Hey I missed you, panda eyes." Ji Yong said affectionately as he gave Seungri a huge smack across the shoulders.

Seungri didn't hesitate to smack him back. "I missed you too, onion boy."

I stared as they continued to smack each other on the arm, hard. Maybe its a guy thing, I don't really know.

It wasn't long before we alighted. I hopped off the bus and glanced at my surroundings and realised that this place was just the town beside the one that our school was located at.

Cha Kyu Son was the name of this town. It is small, quiet and known for the crazy amount of coffee shops this town has. Occasionally, Dara, Minzy and I would take the bus down and study for our tests in a cozy corner of one of the many coffee shops this place has.

Well if you're a coffee lover like me then, this place is just absolute heaven.

"It's just about four streets down." Seungri smiled, catching me off guard once more.

"I know," Ji Yong snorted, poking Seungri in the side. "Do you think I would have forgotten so easily?"

"Who said I was talking to you?"

As we walk past the shops (majority of them with a waffling aroma of roasted coffee beans and hot chocolate), Seungri recalled how he ended with the Blanchet's. He was an orphan, like Ji Yong. And the orphanage he lived in in Chartres, France caught on fire when a careless kitchen staff left the stove on, all hell broke lose and Seungri had been one of the three unlucky kids that got seperated from the caretakers and the other kids at the orphanage when a tall oak tree crashed down after catching on fire. 

To make matters worse, the fire had spread around the fairy thick woods that surrounds the tiny orphange. The caretakers has no choice but to escape with the other children, leaving three behind. Seungri had been the oldest at that time, but also the bravest. He tried his best to get the two other children out as best as he could but when the fire bridage finally arrived, all three were unconscious. 

He was the only one to survive out of the three when they got to the hospital. Being 14 at that time, he had no home. So after being released by the hospitial, Seungri had to live by himself, alone on the streets. He lived off food that is tossed by his feet and sometimes even have to search on his own, begging from resturants to resturants. Until one day, he was found by Achille Degarmo, third official leader of the Blanchet's. He took him in, gave him somewhere to stay, something to eat. Until four years later, he met Ji Yong.

"Seungri is the name I gave myself when we came to Korea under the orders of Park, it's just easier than my original name." He shrugged. "Anyways, I live with my taekwondo mates now, good thing that Park hasn't found out where I lived."

We stopped in front of a god-knows-how-high-is-it building and when we got into the lift, I was more than surprised when Seungri pressed the PH button.

"Before you ask, yes his taekwondo mates live in a penthouse." Ji Yong shoot one of his heart-melting smiles at me. 

Gods, these people are pretty dang loaded. 

The moment that ding! sounded, the sleek black elevator doors opened to reveal a pristine white door with gold handles. The white walls reflected the sunlight shone, along with the small pot of palm trees that added on to the whole holiday effect.

It's one of the most beautiful and luxurous places I've ever been to. And it's just the freaking front door only.

Seungri knocked, and then a low voice that almost sounded like Darth Vader spoked. "Password?"

Seungri sighed, seemingly embarrassed as he continued. "Jing berries make the world merry." 

The door opened to reveal a smiling brunette, which had quite a number of piercings on his face to catch my attention. He was suprised to see me but gave Ji Yong a friendly hug when he stepped fourth.

"So, what's your name?" He asked, extending a hand. 

I faltered, suddenly shy. "I'm Chaerin, his-uh girlfriend." I gestured towards Ji Yong.

Piercings smiled again. Gods this guy could sign up for Colgate to be its model if he wanted to. "Nice to meet you, so, are you ready to meet the rest of the gang?"

-coughs meekly-

So yeah, I apologise if its not really long. But I also hope that you guys would stay with me for a little while longer because I can promise you, the of this story is fast approaching.

And yes, there will be a sequel. I made the final decision that there will be a sequel so hang on tight! This story is about to get the most exciting as it could get.

Also, the next update might not come fast. I know I'm late and I'm sorry but there's just too much work to handle right now for me to update as regularly as I would like to but nevertheless I hope you guys would understand:) AND I WILL ALSO TRY MY BEST TO UPDATE IT ON TIME. I promise ;-;

I hope you guys have a wonderful ending to March and a fruitful April approaching (Inserts love). Live life, and hoot on~ hoothoot 

No gifs and Behind-the-scenes this week in respect to Mr Lee Kuan Yew. There will be some next time, I promise.

Lots and love and Skydragon!

xoxo, 

KK