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

  “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

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

“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

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