"It's all about timing, Gayoon." -----Jiyoon "Everything can start over, so can we." -----Gayoon "I'm sorry that I didn't make up my mind but now I'm ready." -----Jihyun "

Believe it or not, the red head, Heo Gayoon, was the least the transfer girl wanted to team up with. As the unique hair colour of hers and with a friend with green hair in the class, the transfer girl already had some bad perspective towards these two classmates and anyone related to them.         Meeting new p

The door opens, revealing three men in police uniform.   “Is this Kim Hyuna?” The man in the middle asks.   “Yes, I am.” The blonde answers calmly, without any fear nor doubts.  

Smiles wear on my face as I walk into my room. Thinking about the date we had tonight is beyond delighted. I enjoy doing things with her, even we are not doing anything sometimes. She is all I want, all I got.   I take out my dairy. Every page contains our stories, me and her, me and Kim Hyuna.

Tears on her face, fake smiles on her face. Without words to explain, she rushes to me and hugs me tight.   The moment when you want a quarrel than silence, kills you.    We are here together having dinner but it feels like we are falling apart. It feels like we are miles away.   I can feel her lips on mine, she is kissing me.  She is avoiding it.    We both lied to ourselves, hoping things would pass some

"I love you."   The strike hit my head, my heart. I panicked when I heard these three words.  Emotions were like tsunami flooding, hitting my head, exploding in it.  My heart was gonna explode. Not that I hate it, just...

"Gayoon, I thought we were best friends...what brings us to such situation? Am I your maid?"  ---- Hyuna "Aren't you my best friend? You gotta help me, Hyuna!" ----- Gayoon "I know you don' see me as the one you love...I just wanna stay by your side and protect you." ----- Jiyoon "Unnie...Why can't you see me? Why do you care about her only?" ---- Sohyun "How come my members go iinto this situation? ....I wanna have someone to talk with when I got problems with

I want to believe... It's you and me Sometimes it feels like there's three.   Her cell phone rings, I know it's time for me to leave...