Yoora took a sip from her cup of frappucino as she scanned the piece of paper her bestfriend gave her yesterday. It's a survey for their English class, she said. She placed down her cup on the table as she took out a pen from her bag. After she tied her hair into a bun, she started fillling out the questions.

Among all questions, she left one blank.

Ideal man? How is this a question for an English class? tsk. hmm, what should I write?

"Oppa! Why are you being like this?!" 

Yoora turned to see where that voice was coming from. On the table across her, she saw a couple fighting. The girl was already turning red due to crying, while the guy in front of her was just sitting there with his legs crossed. 

"I said, we should just break up." he said calmly llike its no big deal.

"No, oppa, don't do this to me. I'll give you my everything, just don't leave me. I'll give you all my time, my money, and even my vir--" she shrieked but was stopped bruptly when he pressed his finger over her lips. 

"Shh, don't shout," he scolded her. "I don't need all of those. Let's just break up," he explained as he stood up from his seat and took all his things. The girl continued crying. Good thing there were only a few people on the cafe because they were certainly creating a scene here. Yoora, on the other hand, felt embarassed for them. "Good bye," he added as he walked towards the exit door.

"OPPA! Please dont~" the girl cried out loud as held his sleeves, stopping him from leaving her. "I just don't understand why!"

He turned back to her with a sarcastic smile on his face, "What do you not understand? The 'good'? or the 'bye'?" The girl finally loosened her grip and just stood there crying as she watched him walk away.

Tsk, what a bast*rd. My ideal man is definitely not like that man. My ideal man is someone thoughtful, kind and caring. Someone who wouldn't hurt me just like that, Yoora thought to herself.

So yep, this is my new fanfic. I'll be updating by the weekend. :D

I'm just sooo busy with my studies.