Park Jihoon may be always nursing a saccharine smile on his upturned lips, but the carefully crafted facade was meant to disguise the ache of his unrequited love for you.  When will she ever see me as a man? - "Hey Jihoonie!" You grinned, pinching his cheeks tightly. "Someone's a big boy today, it's his birthday-" The

Saerin never understood the appeal of pretty boys. The real attractiveness and charm of men lied in their manliness. It doesn't help that the so-called "Pretty Boy Club" in her high school thinks the world of themselves and girls all over grovel at their feet. When there lies the existence of droolworthy, drop-dead gorgeous sunbaes like Hwang Minhyun (who she is nursing a long-time, hopeless crush on), she will never understand how her female counterparts fall heads over heel

  “Hey,” I stared at the mismatched tacky, fluorescent shoelaces of the soccer player in front of me before looking up from the floor to see a winsome, cheeky grin, smiling eyes and a whole lot of brown hair. “Choi Haerin-ssi, right?”   If he knew my name, he must be my classmate, together with Somi. I generally did not have a single friend outside my clique because the only

Like all fiery romances, it started with a spark. In Shin Yuri's case, it was a bar fight. By day, she's a regular student going to 101 High. By night, she works shifts at her family-opened ikayaza (casua drinking establishment), serving beer and yakitori to of-age drinking businessmen and young punks alike. It's not the most wholesome activity for a minor, but her family needs the extra help. Hwang Minhyun never signed up to be the son of a influential business mogul, but he has to p

“You’re like a pig.”   “I’m… what?!”   I stared, dumbfounded at my new acquaintance. I knew I didn’t have the best figure and that my appetite was rather unladylike at times, but for a complete stranger to call me a pig just knocked the wind out of my sails.   He beamed back me at me innocently with that ridiculously attractive grin, as i