[CONTENTID1]The Truth II[/CONTENTID1]   [CONTENTID2]Chanhee would not let go of her hand.   Even though, Sora had tried for a few times, to discreetly slip her hand out of the boys' grasp. Chanhee, however, only tightened his hold on her each time, throwing her a pointed look that made her want to bury herself underground in mortification. It wasn't that Sora minded. Oh no, not at all. It in fact, delighted her that the boy she liked was holding her hand so protectively, though the girl couldn't stop the butterflies dancing in her stomach. She was positive that he could hear the thundering of her heart, so Sora pretended to be calm and nonchalant. The patterns on the rug suddenly seemed so interesting as she curtained her crimson cheeks with her dark locks; too shy to be seen in such a flustered state.   The brunette did not have time to be flustered anyway, not when the curiosity of being called here was eating away at her. Sora did not wish to come here at first, granted. However, now she was just plain interested as to why Chanhee's parents desired to see her. The Lee's are important people, high-class and known worldwide, yet she is nothing compared to them; just a commoner with an everyday boring routine, so it piked her interest even higher. Just what was it that they wanted from her? Although, the girl was very sure that she didn't have anything she could offer them.    Thus here she was, in hopes of answering the questions swirling in her mind as she sat in what seemed to be a lobby outside Mr Lee's office with Chanhee refusing to leave her side. Sora was truly thankful to the boy, his presence was strangely reassuring, a familiar face to keep her nerves at bay; for now, at least. She did not know what was going to take place next, and nor did she want any knowledge of it; definitely not with the tense atmosphere hanging in the air ever since they had arrived with the brooding men from earlier at the airport.    They had left the youngsters' sides as soon as they had reached this extravagant place that was Chanhee's residence. The pair had been led through long corridors which contained a countless amount of doors; and if not for the time and odd situation, Sora would have certainly stopped to explore the intriguing, maze-like place for she was fascinated by such things.    But alas, Sora was currently more concerned about the meeting that would take place any time from now; the two adolescents had been kept waiting for quite a while, and Sora was starting to become anxious. Chunji - who Immediately sensed the oncoming nerves of his soulmate, lightly squeezed the brunette's soft hand, making her look up at him with tinted cheeks and round inquiring eyes. He softly smiled at her, it was his way of saying "everything will be alright, I'm here." As soon as the boy opened his mouth to verbalise his thoughts though, he was interrupted when the door to the lobby opened and in came five figures. Their shoulders slightly hunched as they walked in with grim faces.    Sora's face lit up at the new arrivals, though, it soon turned into a frown when she took in their sullen faces, the girl was unable to decipher the expressions of the usually dorky and cheerful boys; Chunji's eyes instantly hardened as his jaw clenched. The blonde haired boy had thought that he would be backed his childhood friends, he trusted them to go with him all the way and not let their tongues slip under the intimidation of his father; yet the very thing had happened. Chunji knew he could not blame them for they or Ricky - as he guessed, was simply under the control of compulsion by his father. But the bitter, irritated feeling was still there.   The boys weren't feeling much differently, the turmoil inside them was apparent on their faces. They were guilty, yes, although Niel and Changjo were also slightly glad, perhaps their wish to see things change played a part, or maybe just the thrill of watching the events that would unfold from here on. All in all, time could not be turned back for anyone's sake. They all acknowledged the fact. Silently communicating with their eyes, they understood each other. No one was to blame.   "I'm really sorry, hyung. I wasn't strong enough." Ricky started bravely, he was well aware of the fact that he was at fault, guilt was weighing down on him, so he felt that apologising would be the appropriate thing to do.    Chunji in return only scoffed and turned his head away, before he snapped at the younger, unable to keep his temper to himself. "You ing brat, you're one of the Sacred Six, you're supposed to be powerful."   "But not as powerful as your father." He countered instantly.   "Hey! Cut it out you two!" The CAP intervened, "Ricky, it's not your fault, and Chunji stop being an , you know it wasn't in his control. Let's not play the blame game here and think about the current situation."   "But hyung he—" Chunji started, turning towards to the oldest with an exasperated look.   "What? Am I wrong?" CAP raised an eyebrow with a solemn face, cutting off Chunji in the process. Who only exhaled in annoyance and turned away, causing Sora to watch him with creased eyebrows.   The brunette then turned to everyone else, wishing to see if they had noticed too, instead she only found them staring back at her in a strange manner, as if they had never seen her before. The girl became somewhat awkward with the boys sizing her up, she was never one to prefer any sort of attention directed towards herself. Though, she stared right back, unwilling to seem weak in front of them as she also tried to figure out the ongoing situation, and it was as if she had just voiced out a command,  for the boys all averted their eyes at once. Causing the girls' bafflement to only grow further.   Sora was unable to ask those questions, seeing as she was interrupted by the man from earlier who had returned, accompanied by another man suited in a butlers' uniform; both looking at the girl right away as they entered. She stood up before she tilted her head slightly, already aware that the men had come for her. However, it was puzzling to as them come as a pair. What could be so important?   "Greetings Princess, please follow me. The Master would like to see you now." The man in the butler uniform relayed to her as he dropped in a ninety degree bow, causing Sora to take a hesitant step back at the sudden show of respect. She was not used to this treatment from those older than her, her parents had always taught her to show respect to elders and not the other way round; so the girl found it a little bizarre.    Her emotions were starting to overlap again, she did not know how to react so she momentarily froze, before Chanhee gently laid a hand on her shoulder before pushing her forward a little.   "It's okay." He whispered, instantly filling her with warmth which seemed to calm her down. He smiled whilst he squeezed her shoulder comfortingly when she turned her head back to look at him. "I'll be right there with you." He reassured; earning pressed but relieved hitching of lips in return.    "Ah, I apologise Master Chanhee," the butler rose from his position as turned to face the young boy, "you are to remain outside." He said.   "No way, hyung," Chanhee replied instantly as he stepped out from behind Sora and in front of her, "I'll be going in with her." He stated firmly.   "I am sorry but it's an order, Master said there will be consequences if you do not obey." The other man informed Chunji, who could only huff in return.   "Hyung, I can't let her go in there alone." Chunji tried to bargain.   "I don't have the authority to do anything about this, stay here. Everything will be fine, they won't hurt her." Junjin answered with a small shake of his head, resorting to using informality to make the boy understand.   "You're only scaring the poor girl," L.joe spoke from the side, successfully gaining their attention, "Chunji, let her go, stop creating a scene." He reprimanded his brother.   "But—"    "She's not a little girl," he cut his brother off with a roll of his eyes, "she can handle herself. Let her go."   "Fine." Chunji sighed, turning to Sora as he smiled endearingly before he laid his hands on her shoulders, "I'll be right here, give me a shout if you need me, okay?" He said, and Sora could only nod back in a daze. Her head only registering the close proximity.   But she soon snapped out of it and turned to the two men, inhaling in an attempt to calm her nerves before she slipped on her confident mask and nodded; ready to meet one of the most influential families of Asia.                                                                                   ---     "Hello," Sora opened the door, "my name is Park Sora." She entered the neatly decorated grand office. Her eyes automatically finding the couple seated behind the table, she watched as the butler went ahead and took his position behind them; his shoulders squared and head straight as well as his eyes that were glued ahead. Sora could only watch in amazement.   "Hello Sora," the lady smiled, her graceful expression easing Sora's nerves somewhat, as well as lightening up the atmosphere. "Come take a seat." She beckoned with a small nod.    She did. Sora came to realise the fact that couple was stunning up close, she had only seen them on T.V. and in magazines, but seeing them so close to her like this was a completely different experience. Almost like a dream. They were the definition of surreal; so magnificent. Their aura was dazzling, it was as if they were other worldly, given their striking and defined features. It wasn't such a wonder where Chanhee and Byunghun had inherited their good looks from, the classy combination of genes seemed to run in the family.   The brunette blinked when she comprehended that she was spacing out, so she smiled politely; her head dipping down in a bow.   "I am Lee Hyunjoo, and this is my husband Lee Hyunbin." The lady in