A/N: THOUGHTS ARE IN ITALICS

Jaejoong POV

No way.

NO FREAKING WAY I LIKE HER.

I can’t like her.

I shouldn’t like her.

HOW CAN I LIKE HER?!

“Urgh!” I yelled and sat up straight on the bed

Hush now I see a light in the sky
Oh it's almost blinding me
I can't believe I've been touched by an angel with love

“An angel?” I couldn’t help but scoff listening to the lyrics. “She’s no angel but a devil!”

I moved my hand towards my beating heart. I felt it racing, pacing and thumping faster as time passes. Is it possible that I like her? People say that you spill out the truth with you are drunk,

But how can I fall for my student?

It’s shouldn’t be so. Yes, Jennifer is too beautiful for a man to ignore and I make sure to keep an eye on her at university. I hate whenever she steps closer to a boy; it boils my blood. But that doesn’t mean I like her right? I am merely trying to save her from being coupled with them.

I ruffled my hair in frustration. Why on earth did those words come out of my mouth? Yes, I was hurt looking at her walk away from me. It was too much to handle, so much that I couldn’t set foot at home without her beside me. I wanted to get to know about her more and play with her in her computer. I too love playing computer games so I wanted to share my stuff with her. Is that wrong?

Is this love?

Did I want her with me because I have feelings towards her?

I walked to the bathroom and the shower. I didn’t mind that my clothes were soaked, I could always borrow Yunho’s. The moment I shut my eyes, the memory of her lean on me to unlock the car replayed. Subconsciously, I held my right arm around the place her skin touched mine. I craned my neck to face the shower welcoming the fast gush of water over my face. What does she have that completely draws me to her? Is it her eyes? The slightly chubby cheeks? Her long nose? Her continuous adjusting of her right sleeve. She always does that, making sure to cover her right shoulder even when she always wears t-shirts and sleeved tops.

“Stop thinking of her Kim Jaejoong!” I yelled to myself

I came out of the bathroom and headed out to his closet. Grabbing a t-shirt and sweatpants, I wore them. The door knocked and I opened it. It was ajumma with my food. I thanked her and headed back to his study table. I began having my breakfast when my eyes met a framed photo. There she was, smiling like an angel hugging Yunho and kissing his cheek. That was my Heyri, my angel. She was my life, the one person I wished to protect and look after. Have I told you how beautiful her green eyes are? I swear you can get lost looking at them. I know she is out there, somewhere, waiting for me to come for her.

She didn’t die that day. I clearly saw her cry out in pain but my I just cannot remember what happened afterwards. I was so in shock seeing omma spit out blood and die that I completely forgot about Heyri. It still eats me up as to how she quieted down and disappeared. Did the shooter kidnap her? I don’t think so.

I hope not.

She can’t be dead since there was no body found. I still remember the authorities check every hospital, airport and railway station to find sightings of either her or aunty Charlotte but none were found.

I don’t know where to start searching for her. I could always go to Scotland but where am I to search? Aunty Charlotte is a lecturer but how can I be sure that she is still teaching? What is the evidence that they are in Scotland? They could be anywhere!

I sighed hard and let go of the photograph. It seemed my appetite disappeared. I pushed away the plate and leaned back on the chair. Heyri loves white. Whenever she wore a white dress, she was like an angel walking on earth. She always tells that I belonged to her. That she was mine. She comes and hugs me tight whenever a girl is around me. At first I just let it be. I found it cute. But as time passed, it seemed that I too became possessive of her. I still remember when Changmin kissed her on her birthday. Call me childish, but I still hate him for touching her. That was day I realized tha