He wasn’t supposed to fall in love. He didn’t believe in love at the first place. But still he did and he even fell in love with a girl that he had a one night stand with… his friend. But that was supposed to be all in the past now… or so he tried to convince himself. But when things start to get out of hand, he finds himself more attached than he thought ever was.

Drabble Set 12 March 2013   Two Ways |

People have different ways of showing someone that they are loved. This happens to be his.

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

Seven years He had spent seven years giving everything he had to those he loved most – his heart, mind, body, soul, tears, blood, sweat Only to leave them in a few days’ time Park Jungsu wasn’t quite sure if he was ready to celebrate… or to say goodbye.

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

“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?”

Turning her head to say something to Leeteuk, a particular figure in the audience caught the eye of the resident shikshin of SNSD. She couldn’t tell if the person standing by the exit was a boy or a girl. Clad in a white hooded sweater and baseball cap, the stranger was standing off at the side and was holding something up. Sooyoung had seen too many movies to recognize what the person was h

                Leeteuk shook his head as he finally departed the bus, being the last one to do so. He watched as his fourteen dongsaengs chatted, laughed, took pictures, bantered and sang their way to the lobby of a very private hotel where celebrities usually frequented in. The dark haired man took a deep breath, praying that their rare vacation would be more than less peaceful.

“Kyuhyun-ssi, why do you have to work?” “It’s… It’s a long story.” Kyuhyun answered softly. The English Literature teacher smiled apologetically. “I’m sorry if it seems like I’m intruding. I just can’t help but wonder why. You’re under a full scholarship and your counselor, Ms. Lee Hyori, told me that your parents take good care of you