“I can’t believe we’re really doing this.” Donghae smiled at her though she couldn’t see it thanks to the face mask and sunglasses that he was wearing. “Welcome to Las Vegas, baby.” “Don’t I look weird, oppa?” Sooyoung gestured to herself, referring to the fact that she was wearing a hooded jacket, a face mask and a large pair of sungl

               The five men settled in their usual place; Changmin grumbling to himself all the way. He never lasted a week in any of his classes and this home economics class wouldn’t be any different. But before his mind could start brewing with ideas on how he could get an A without having to cook, everyone in the room fell silent as the new teacher came in.             

Just let it rain Let in rain Let it rain     Solitude.   Cold.   Despair.

“I can’t believe it’s raining.” “It’s been raining since yesterday.” Eunhyuk pointed out the obvious as his best friend. “For the nth time, Fishy, there’s nothing to be worried about. Everything set up for the wedding was already moved indoors. Everything is dry.” Donghae pouted as he adjusted the coat he was wearing. “I wonder how Soo

                 Sooyoung ran as fast as she could, knowing that every second mattered. The park was just around five minutes away from the dorm and was usually not crowded at that time of the night. Entering the elevator of the building, she took the time to put on her cap and jacket before replying to the message she got earlier. The leggy brunette dashed of the elevator once it reached the lobby, hoping that her disguise was enough.

                Her eyes darted all over the room and she could feel the fear starting to creep in her. She couldn’t see anyone except for a couple of outlines of her friends. To make everything worse, a flash of lightning illuminated the room… followed by a loud and long boom of thunder, earning another round of screams from mostly the girls especially from Sooyoung herself. Sh

And a little later you added: 'You know, when a person is very, very sad, they like sunsets.' 'And were you very, very sad on the dayyou watched forty-four sunsets?' But the little prince did not reply.   - The Little Prince by Antoine de

2013   - a common year starting on a Tuesday in the Gregorian calendar. - the 2013th year of the Common Era

Promise me. Please.

            Kyuhyun stepped on the gas pedal harder as his car zoomed past the other cars blocking his way. The expression on his face was unreadable – a combination of irritation, annoyance and even sadness. He really didn’t know what to think and what to feel. All he knew was that he couldn’t understand why his normally attentive and I-have-all-the-time-for-you girlfriend of his was sudde

“Soo…” Taeyeon exchanged a look with Tiffany and Jessica before proceeding. “How’s Changmin oppa lately?” “He and the rest of the DBSK boys are busy in Japan.” Sooyoung replied nonchalantly, not taking her eyes off her book. “You all should know that.” Jessica arched an eyebrow as she settled on the couch across where the leggy shikshi

I saw Sooyoung today. For the first time in four years, I saw her again. She doesn't remember me.  

                Kyuhyun could only groan and roll his eyes while Sooyoung’s eyes widened in shock. All they ever wanted was a peaceful return to Korea from their honeymoon in New Caledonia. But of course, they knew better especially when it came to the fans and the media. So their hopes were reduced to hopefully having a peaceful arrival in the Super Junior dorm. But as soon as the door leading to the door was flung open, the newlyweds’

“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

Take care of her, okay? That’s all I ask of you.                 Well, I guess I’ll end here. Thank you, hyung, for finishing this letter… most especially, thank you for being the best hyung anyone could ever have. I’m going to miss you a lot. Be happy.

She is all about the grace. She is all about the elegance. Choi Sooyoung is what everyone would call a princess. Everything she did never lacked poise and a gentle smile fit for one like her. An obvious opposite she could

To everyone, he is Cho Kyuhyun. He is Super Junior’s evil maknae, the man with the voice girls swoon over, an addicted fan of Starcraft and the one who survived a death-defying car crash. To everyone, she is Choi Sooyoung. She is the Cheerful Princess of SNSD, the shikshin, the girl with mile-long legs and the girl who turned down a role in a big movie just to be a singer.

               The warm sunlight crept into the room and it didn’t take long before it reached Jaejoong’s face. He squeezed his eyes shut, hoping to block the sunlight from hitting his face, but he soon slowly opened them. It was obviously morning – just past sunrise – and it was time to wake up. Jaejoong sighed, scratching the sleep off his eyes. He looked around, wondering where he was when he suddenly became aware of something warm a

                Kyuhyun came to the café every day but not to drink coffee, eat, read the papers or work like what other people did. He simply came in, ordered caramel coffee, sat in a booth and stared off into space. Sometimes, it seemed like he was on the verge of tears. Sometimes, he smiled for no visible reason. The strangers who saw him felt pity for the lost man. He really didn’t need any of that.

Lee Sungmin couldn’t remember when he fell in love with Choi Sooyoung.             There were many times he tried to remember when he started to but he really couldn’t recall. It didn’t matter really. Regardless of when it started, what mattered was that he was aware of his true f

It's not all the time we're surrounded by light by hope by happiness The darkness comes hand in hand with pain it seems

Check: a threat to the surroundings Checkmate: an inevitable defeat Stalemate: no win. no progress. Zugzwang: an undesired act       Life is a game of chess.

When dreams are better. When dreams are worse. When dreams are true. When dreams are fears. When dreams are just... dreams.

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.

“Two orders of Beijing fried rice, three orders of pork dumplings, two orders of sweet and sour fish and two orders of noodles.” The waiter announced as he entered the kitchen. Hankyung grinned. “That must be an entire family’s order.”

“Oppa!” Yunho looked up from his iPod, not bothering to hide the fact that he was surprised by the sudden arrival. “Hey, baby. What are you doing here? Aren’t you performing next?” “Yeah, we are.” Sooyoung replied, dropping a hardbound notebook on his lap. “I just wanted to give you this.”

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

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

                Life was never easy. Sure, each person had his or her own and each life was unique in a way from the rest. But if there was one thing that every life had in common, it wasn’t always easy to live it. In the midst of all the hoopla and craziness of life, the smallest things begin to matter less and less… and Sooyoung knew that it was what was bothering Hankyung at the moment. He had it all it seemed… but there were consequences.