“What now?” Heechul asked; his back facing his friend as he stared at the oak trophy case leaning against the wall. “What do you mean ‘what now’?” Leeteuk asked absently; fingers skimming through score after score. “A virtuoso can fall in love too, right?”

It was a habit of his that she loved so much.                 She loved the feeling of his fingers brushing through her long, brown hair. It was something soothing, something that he did so lovingly. Every time his touch collides with her hair, it sent a tingling sensation coursing through her and as weird as it may sound to others, it was one of her simplest joys in life. It was a sign of hi

She’s warm enough despite the chilly morning. She hears someone plunk his or her person down on the seat across her and she straightens up; the words at the tip of her tongue remaining where they are when she sees who it is. “Hey.” He still has the same twinkle in his eyes that she h

The first time Kwon Boa meets her infant niece, it isn’t when she was born or when she was baptised or even for her first birthday. Boa figures a part of her will always regret that, not coming to see the baby sooner, but circumstances have made it difficult. Her brother had married an American and was so head over heels in love that he willingly moved all the way to New York to live there permanently, the setting of his happily ever after with his wife and

Promise me. Please.

Countless droplets after countless droplets of rain splattered on the window; the fog making it difficult to see what was outside. Sooyoung stirred in her sleep, mumbling incoherent words before her beautiful chocolate brown eyes soon opened. She was greeted by the sight of the man sleeping peacefully beside her. He looked so much like an angel that it felt like a sin to wake him up just yet. Content with dropping a lig

I don’t think I can do this for now. It’s too hard being apart from you. I know you asked me to wait, oppa. It’s just that… It’s too hard being apart from you. I know you asked me to be strong for us but… I don’t think can do this for now. Oppa, let’s take a break – live separate lives. Maybe then we can figure out wh

They were little things, really. Little things that made Kim Jaejoong... Well, Kim Jaejoong. And Choi Sooyoung being, Choi Sooyoung, was annoyed of them.

People often took the sunset for granted.                 Whether literally or hypothetically, it mean the end – whether the end of the day, the end of suffering, the end of happiness. Not many paid much attention to the sunset because sunrise followed a couple of hours later to start the day, to start a new life, to begin all over again. The sunset had always been a constant in life – one th

Winter has come. It is cold again, gloomy, silent and dark. The snow falls from the open sky; flake after flake, crystal after crystal, landing quietly on the Earth like cool, soft cotton. Winter has indeed arrived. A snow flake lands on the tip of her perfectly

Donghae found it funny how he and Sooyoung somehow ‘belonged’ to other people. He never really talked about it but he usually read those fan-made stories online about him. From what he noticed, he was always paired with Jessica and Eunhyuk… even with Yoona. He really didn’t mind at all. EunHae really did exist and he was really close with Jessica and Yoona. But in the strictest sense of the word, he did

    Siwon shook his head at his friends’ childish antics. The quartet rounded the corner; only for Siwon to come to a sudden halt and the painting that greeted them. Heechul collided against his back; the older man suddenly thankful that Jessica had taken his drink from him. Jessica and Tiffany could only exchange worried glances as Siwon gaped at the painting closest to them with wide eyes. “Oppa, we could go somewhere else…” “Is

    Eunhyuk looked without really seeing; the young man standing just a few inches away from the very edge of a jagged cliff. He didn’t need to see to know that there was a couple of hundred feet separating him from the ground below. That fact was supposed to make him scared but he stayed where he was, staring at the vast horizon before him. He wondered how it would be like if he had more of a daredevil in him; enough to make him jump off instead of

It's the kind of romance meant for royalty and fairytales... or at least that's what she thinks. It's her belief that she is nothing but ordinary; a girl with an illusioned mind who believed in happily ever after.   "It's all a dream," she says.  

He found it too easy to be a coward. The ease made it appealing. Being a coward meant that he’d avoid conflict, that things would go the way they always have. It was easier to not have to deal with any judgment, to let everyone else live in ignorance and bliss. It was easier that way. No one else was hurting or disappointed. Just him.

She was blind, but he didn’t know that the day she entered his life. He needed the extra cash during those times and so he had to juggle two jobs on if he wished to survive. Mornings and early afternoons were spent in the bakeshop he worked for, where he spent his time assisting customers or watching the in house baker work. It was his lifelong dream to put up a bakery of his own and he figured this would be

Men usually fall in love with their eyes. Women usually fall in love with their ears.

“Do we really have to go?” Jaejoong sighed patiently. “Baby, we really have to. We said we will and besides… it’s been a long time since we were all reunited.”                 Sooyoung pouted although she knew that he was right. After everything was said and done, the party they were about to attend to was really the

“It’s bouquet throwing time!” Jessica, the maid of honor and the emcee for the reception, promptly announced through the microphone. Much to the shikshin’s horror, the blonde woman turned to face her. “Choi Sooyoung, you better get your off that seat. Only Victoria unnie is exempted since… Well, she and Nichkhun oppa are getting married next month.” Hyoyeon arched an eyebrow from her sea

Yunho lifted his face from his hands and joined the children in waiting for her answer. “Do I have a boyfriend?” Sooyoung repeated the question, pausing for a while before she shook her head and grinned. “No, I don’t have one… I never had one. Why?” The dark haired man grimaced, hoping the children wouldn’t use the opportunity to again when Kwangsoo answered the question. “Noona, can you wait until I grow up? I want to marry you.”

“I didn’t even want to stand there.” She made a face, absently straightening out the pink material that held the flowers together. “But did Yoong and Taeng even listen? Of course not. Heechul oppa even threatened to drag me to the dance floor if I didn’t go there on my own. I know it’s his wedding but sheesh… That guy’s too much at times.” She carefully placed the bouquet on the nearby bedsid

It's what they all want. It's what they all are looking for. It's a craving. It's a vice. It's the mark of prestige. But what if he finds it wh

When he wakes up, she’s gone. She never stays. He fights the urge to sigh unhappily, a part of him pointing out that he should’ve been used to this by now. It’s their unspoken agreement – their default arrangement – after all. But he’s a hopeless roma

She may be a regent. Or she may be a consort. But she's still a queen

Petit Bourgeois [n]   - The section of the middle class with the lowest social status, as shopkeepers, lower clerical staff, etc.   -

Lee Donghae first meets her when she’s just turned three and, to him, he believes it’s three years too late.

Sometimes, all it needs is one word to have a story.