Chapter Three

Kim Hyun Joong    "For your information I am not Ya Yin, my name is Victoria!"   I lean back on the bench and sip my coffee. If she isn't Ya Yin then who is she? Why does she look like Ya Yin so badly, to the smallest detail.     I grab my phone on the counter and dial Tom, my driver. "Tom I need you to look somebody up for me. The girl that fainted in my arms before, do a background check. Her name is Victoria and that's all I got. I want it by tomorrow afternoon, thanks."   I put the cup in the sink, remembering I was stretch with coffee so I went to the bathroom and turn on the shower.    "Joongie oppa promise you'll wait for me ok! I will be gone for a few days not long." Ya Yin said. Her bangs flew the direction of the wind, she hugged me so tightly resting her head on my chest.    "I will always wait for you, no matter how long, I will stand here and wait for you with open arms. I love you Ya Yin. I gave everything to you and I don't want you to give it back to me. So don't worry I won't go anywhere without you." I told her as I kiss her temples.    I sat right up, sweat damping my face. The same dream about the same girl keeps coming back to haunt me. Wait for her... I waited one whole year for her. No card, no letter or a phone call to tell me she doesn't want me to wait anymore. Everyday felt like hell, without her I can't seem to breathe. Then one day I came to my senses and I decided to pick myself up. I was done waiting...   And now that she appears in front of me again and pretending not to know me frustrates me even more.   Tomorrow I will have every information on her. I mean I should have look her up ages ago but told myself not to. It was her choice to leave and never return so why would I bother looking anything up.    I sat in my grand office typing away when there was a buzz on the phone, "Hyun Joong, Tom is here to see you." Sunny said.    "Let him in."   Tom came in with a file in his hand. He slide it across my desk, "couldn't find much on the girl. She was born in Busan, grew up there and moved to the city three years ago. Was involved in a car accident two years ago but never left Korean. I don't think it's Ya Yin. Ya Yin grew up in Shanghai not Busan."   I skip through the documents as Tom continue talking, "now she rents out a small apartment with a girl name Seohyun and work at a car mechanic during the day and a restaurant on some nights."   "Thanks Tom, you may leave