-Disclaimer- I do not own Boys Over Flowers or any of its characters! All rights belong to their respective owners! I’m only a fan that didn’t quite get the ending I wanted so I decided to write my own version of it :D This said, I’d like to give you some information: 1. This is only my second kdrama fanfiction I’m writing, so please bear with any kinds of errors I might make concerning Korean culture etc.; 2. You will find this exact same story on another website called: www.fanfiction.net under the exact same username! This is because I normally write and publish my stories on that website and I only recently found out that they too now have some kdrama ff’s! However, if you find this story on any other website then it is a counterfeit and plagiarized! 3. As of now I haven’t written the end of this story – actually I haven’t written much of this story yet, so I might need some time to update. 4. I do not plan to let the other characters of the show have much influence in this story – in fact it might even happen, that they will hardly ever appear. 5. This goes for Gu Jun-Pyo as well. 6. Jan-Di and Ji-Hoo WILL end up together.

Now that’s said: Have fun reading and please leave a comment! (I’d be very thankful!)

“Jan-Di…” Ji-Hoo whispered with a shocked expression and before he could really realize what was happening, she was hugging him to death, crying on his chest. He could feel her breath on his neck, he could feel her tears through his hospital gown – yet he still couldn’t believe she was actually here with him in flesh. Even when he put his arms around her and softly caressed her back, he still thought he was dreaming.

“Ji-Hoo!”, she cried and hugged him even tighter, thought it slightly hurt him because of all the forming bruises and scratches, he didn’t mind one bit. He was sure that she had boarded the plan earlier with his… friend. Woo-Bin had even told him so! So what was she doing here in the hospital, drenching his hospital gown with her salty tears?

“Ji-Hoo, I thought I’d never see you again! I… I… thought you…”, Jan-Di managed to say through the hiccups and tears. She had trouble breathing, had trouble speaking, but she was happy just to be here next to him.

“It’s okay, I’m here. Just let those tears out, Jan-Di…”, Ji-Hoo whispered in her ear and held her even closer to him. He didn’t mind that her elbow was hurting his rips, all he cared for was the girl in his arms. Even thought she was crying bitterly, she was still here with him, caring for him.

She spent a few more moments crying over him, before her tears ceased pouring out of her eyes. She felt exhausted and couldn’t move, that’s at least the reason she told herself why she hadn’t yet moved out of his arms. Much to her pleasure Ji-Hoo didn’t say a single word. Thought she knew that she couldn’t stay all evening literally on him, she didn’t want to move just yet.

After calming herself down for several seconds, she finally straightened and brushed her hair out of her face. She knew that there was no hope left for her face, the tears had wrecked havoc, but she knew that Ji-Hoo would not make fun of her in such a moment. He was too much of a gentleman to do so.

“What happened to you?”, Jan-Di finally asked, pushing a chair next to his bed so she could look at him while answering. She had already noticed some bruises on his arms and the huge cast on his left leg.

“I… kind of had a minor motorcycle accident”, Ji-Hoo admitted rather uncomfortably, glancing at his fingers while admitting it.

“Minor accident?!”, Jan-Di nearly exploded, glaring fiercely at her friend. “I wouldn’t call all these bruises, wounds and your cast a minor accident! I’m sure you were s