"Do you believe in fairytales, my King?" "No, I don't."  "What about love, then?"  "Why are you asking such thing?"  "Don't you believe that love is partly magical?"    Once upon a time, there was a great

It happened again.  He came back to the class, with that same, pale expression on his face.  If only it had been two years earlier - back then, he would always smile, and he would always be happy.  He should be happy, though.  Maybe it had never been his true dream, to become a star - an idol, but he always seemed to be so proud, to actually become a S.M. Trainee, and finally have his debut, along with 11 other guys - all of them being extremely talented