I hate life it has always treated me like a peice of recycled paper. I get used then throw out, used then thrown out. It's the same never ending cycle. Every night I wish that the next day will be better and maybe that it was even a dream but I always wake up knowing that it's going to be a bad day. But suddenly one day after  I got beat up on the streets which made me wind up going to the hospital I woke up

Dani and Jaejoong never seem to be at peace with each other. They always fight and don't want to admit the feeling they have for one another. With them...drama is personified.

Love. It's a word that is cursed.