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Haesica: Our Journey tells the tale of Haesica's life. From their first meet, to when they dated, to their marriage, to their happy ever after. Lee Donghae and Jessica Jung have a life full of of fun, joy and entertainment. Not to mention the ups and downs. Obstacles to overcome, jouyous occasions, heart breaking moments, laughable situations... And all that, they go through together.
When Krsytal meets the mushroom, something interesting will come their way...
So there they sat on the sofa. Simply being in the presence of each other. With their baby boy, 6 months old. Sunny and Sungmin both know a child's first word is usually "mama" or "papa". Here, the case is "eomma" or "appa". Only one. Either or. The usual, eomma or appa. Or. What if...their child doesn't follow normal?
After Super Junior and SNSD disbanded, the different members have started embarking on their own journeys. In this story, we follow the adorable aegyo couple, Sungmin and Sunny, for a glimpse of what their future holds for them
Somewhere in the crevices of her mind, she knew she had heard his name and seen his face somewhere. But where exactly? She looked at him owlishly as he sat with his knees up, huddled in a corner of her room. Her friends and family came once everyday, showing her what she claimed was "photoshopped" pictures of her and the mystery guy in her room. They claimed that he had been her seatmate, lab partner, and was currently her boyfriend, to which he
Park Jungsu (Leeteuk), a boy who is in search for a true friend. Kim Youngwoon (Kangin) , another boy who longs for a friend. Kim Taeyeon, a girl with big dreams and a big heart. A small blue helmet, a lego accessory for a lego person, brings these people together. A small blue helmet symbolises many things in their lives. A small blue helmet...will mark their friendship.
The five year boy took a deep breath as he drew his arm back to its greatest extent. The white paper glider (because aeroplane is too mainstream) had been carefully folded and customized, bearing the initials "P.J.S" on the edge of its right wing. Jungsu squinted his eyes and aimed for the carelessly drawn target, which was in comparison to the paper plane, pure sloppy. Jungsu had meticulously taken thousands of measurements to fold the paper aeroplane as precisely as possible. The