Him

In the middle of following the dance moves from the teacher, did I begin to notice a fool that was at my side, falling behind everybody else, trying to multi-task with his phone blocked in front of his face as well as keeping up with the steps.

“What’re you doing?” I hissed at him, irritated at Donghae who was distracting my attention.

“Just texting a friend~” He replied. It was as if the phone was following my actions as he moved it to everywhere I went but I shrugged off the suspicion since Donghae always acts weirdly anyway.

“What friend do you have? You have none.”

He shut his phone quickly and puffed his cheeks in a way to show his renowned loveable self, but all was too gross when I saw the twenty two year old pout.

“How can you say that?!” He replied angrily. “We’ve been friends for an eternity, we’ve even SLEPT TOGETHER—“

I lost the balance of my feet as I jumped on the adult-child to cover his mouth with my hand immediately, unknowingly realising that the whole class took notice anyway, staring oddly at what did not look right.

“Yah!” Sem scolded. “The couple in the back! Sort out your love after practice!”

“But—“

“—let’s start again!”

As a result of Donghae’s clinginess towards me, many people question my status and although a lot of people had thought that Hyorin and I were a couple, many others had thought that Donghae and I were one in secret.

For this reason did my eyebrow twitch in frustration at the stupid fish who was now grinning like a fool, sending me a heart, shaped by his fingers.

“Who’s this friend you keep texting?”

“Ah well … no one important.”

“Then if they’re not important, don’t text them.”

“Naw,” Again with his stupid grin. “Is someone jealous?”

I sighed heavily as the teacher cued that it was break time. After chugging on some iced tea from a bottle, Donghae took it out of my hands but before he could take any action into drinking it, I quickly snatched it back.

“What’s wrong?” He questions as he raises an eyebrow. “Can’t I drink too?”

“Drink water.”

He laughs in disbelief. “Yah, what’s wrong with the drink in your hands?”

I couldn’t blame him for his confusion though, since I usually don’t mind him sharing my drink. Vice versa.

“My … mum gave me this drink.” I confessed and he widened his eyes in surprise.

“A-Are you serious?!” He exclaimed while grabbing both my shoulders and shaking myself. “When? How? Where? Why? Did you meet her?!”

I pushed him off of me and started to stare out into the distance space, while fiddling with the bottle cap in my hands.

“I’m not exactly sure it was her though,” I explained. “Apparently, she gave it to my boss at the restaurant I work to hand it to me, but when I wanted to look for her, she was gone.”

“I guess Hyoyeon was right.” He mumbled.

“What?”

“A-Ah! But what does this mean? What do you want to do?”

I placed the cap back onto the bottle and looked back at it. “I don’t know … I thought she and dad had always hated me ever since I left, but I never expected that she would know where I work and—“ I then stopped my hopeful thinking and sighed. “—it’s obvious that she doesn’t want to see me anyway. There’s nothing I can do.”

Her

“Why are you wearing sunglasses on a cloudy day?” I asked Donghae.

It seems as though every time I encounter this man-child, I question him.

He then put forth his index finger on my mouth while looking both left and right in a fast motion.

“Duh!” He whispers. “So nobody could recognize me!”

“Hi Donghae oppa~!” A student walked passed us and he waved back at her with a flashing smile.

The glasses make no difference that this guy, is an idiot.

“Did you film him in his lesson?”

He then laughed in a creepy voice as he whipped out his phone, twiddling it in his fingers. “Of course~!”

“Good!” I praised him with a thumb up. “And he didn’t suspect anything?”

“Nope! He just thought I was texting someone.”

“Okay, everything’s going towards our plan~”

“Ahem,” Hyorin cleared , to make sure that she was still visible in the conversation. “Is this really a good plan though? Video-taping Eunhyuk oppa all the time like this?”

“Of course!” I remarked immediately. “Eunhyuk’s mum still loves him, and he loves her too. It’s just that that stupid monkey can’t even do anything to sew the broken relationship so we have to help him!”

“Do you really think it’s going to be that easy though?”

“Actually,” Donghae interjected. “I think it might be possible.”

Hyorin then exhaled a deep breath. “Well, if it has the chance in helping Eunhyuk oppa reunite with his parents … I guess I’ll start filming.”

“Great, then I’m going to go now and you should all continue taping—“

“—Hyoyeon,” She interrupted. “You …”

I tilted my head in her moment of pause. “Yeah?”

“What were you going to ask her?” The male curiously asked as he removed his sunglasses.

The brown-haired female then reflected back to the conversation that she had with the blonde-haired girl.

“So his mum must still love him,” She spoke with urgency. “If we can do this, then they can reunite as a family again. He’ll be happy. He won’t be alone anymore. We have to do this.”

She remembers feeling envy and suspicion when having seen Hyoyeon’s determined facial expression and although unconscious to the blonde-haired girl, Hyorin wanted to be in denial when witnessing the concern from Hyoyeon on Eunhyuk,

 ‘It couldn’t be … that she liked him too right?’ She thought to herself.

“No, it’d be too soon for that.” She speaks to herself, not realizing that Donghae was listening to her. “And even if I did ask … it’ll spark something in her and I can’t let that happen …”

The school was beginning to empty out as more students had decided to go home since it was getting late anyway. I purposely had decided to stay back today, not to practice on my dance skills but because I had an assumption that he would be, because that’s who he is.

After peeking through several studios, and failing at finding the right person, I almost lost hope that he wasn’t present tonight but as I peeped in the final room, I couldn’t help but to smile widely as I saw him trying to perfect his movements.

The way he looked when his eyebrows furrowed in annoyance at forgetting a step, and although he didn’t smile, his eyes were glowing with joy even though his body was clearly exhausted.

That’s just who he is, this stupid monkey-boy, just never gives up.

Taking out the camera quickly, I clicked the record button only to shock him suddenly as the flash went off and a loud “cha-chick” sound came from the technology in my hand. I dropped the camera out of my hands in response and he rotated himself to see my embarrassed face. 

“What’re you doing?” He questioned and switched off the music.

I bit my lip in mortification as I mumbled, “Forgottoputthecamerainvideomode … aish …”

“What?”

I laughed nervously as I stood up from my squatting position and scratched the back of my neck. “Ahahahaha, you were in here? Ah I didn’t realize! Sorry~” I feign innocence as I apologized and picked the camera up from the ground, wanting to leave the room but as I turned the knob, he pushed the door shut with his hand.

With his upper body arched above me, I glanced up to see him staring at me with those dark-brown eyes. An anxious feeling swept across me as his body heat seemed to be increasing my body temperature as well. Our eye contact remained locked and I gulped when focusing on his defining jaw line.

PUSH HIM AWAY HYOYEON. PUSH HIM AWAY.

…

USELESS BODY!

He grabbed the camera out of my hands abruptly.

“Give it back!” I cried as he just chuckled at my failure from trying to attain it back. He held the camera high from me and my stupid height couldn’t even touch it.

Shorties shall some day dominate the world and I will laugh at those who are tall!

“Why’d you take a photo of me?”

“I didn’t!”

“No, because a flash from a camera means that no picture is taken.”

“It was by accident! Now give it back!”

“Why should I?”

I then stopped my jumping and puffed out from the exhausting workout from fighting with him.

“Or else …” I smirked evilly as he looked at me somewhat nervously. “I’ll tell the whole world that YOU’VE SLEPT WITH DONG—“

He dropped the camera out of his hand and covered my mouth with it as his other hand holding the back of my head, to hold the balance of my body since my feet could’ve tripped from his sudden attack. I took the opportunity to spit in his hand and as he released me, I ran to get the camera immediately.

“Gross.” He stated as he wiped my saliva onto his track pants.

“Haha!” I spoke in victory. “Kim Hyoyeon, one. Lee Eunhyuk, zero.”

He then sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair. “I guess that’s right. I mean, erts like you just need to take a permanent picture of me to keep in their ert album so that they can use it up to their satisfaction. How disgusting.”

I gritted my teeth in annoyance. “Yah! Why would I ever do that with a monkey like you idiot?!”

He gasped and feigned an innocent look. “So you do really do do that with humans Kim Hyoyeon?!”

“Look, I just wanted to film you because—“

“—because?” He repeated as he dropped the act and looked at me with a solemn expression.  

“Because … because … I wanted to film your dance movements so I could learn that at home!” I lied.

 He stared back at me with those same dark-brown eyes again while I tried to figure out whether I’m busted or not.

“If you wanted to learn from me so badly,” He says as he went by to turn the music back on. “You could’ve just asked me personally for a lesson.”

“Is it okay if I still film it though?”

“Why?”

I subconsciously pouted and used the most aegyo I could. “Please~”

“Gross,” He commented. “Just don’t show that face again and you can film it.”

I clapped my hands in joy as I placed the camera down in a position so that it was able to take sight of where he was dancing, and pressed the record button.

“Hurry up!”

Him

As we were dancing to the beats of the music, I felt myself having a difficulty in erasing that face of hers when she used her aegyo.

She pouted with her cherry-blossom lips and revealed such hopeful puppy eyes, how cu—no! Focus on dancing Eunhyuk! Just keep dancing!

Her

The next few days I began filming other people around the school, some of whom I knew, some of whom were random, but all were helpful.

“Thanks Minyoung,” I said as I closed the video camera that was lent from Hyorin. “Sorry if I took up too much of your time.”

She relaxed her muscles now after wanting to present a pretty image for the camera, and returned back to her stretches.

“It’s not like I was doing much anyway,” She replied. “And because you said it was for Eunhyuk sunbae-nim, I couldn’t refuse.”

“He’s such a Casanova …” I mumbled under my breath but it seemed that Minyoung heard the comment as she jerked her head up instantly.

End of your life Hyoyeon. I knew that the reason I’d die some day is because of that stupid monkey-boy’s fan girls. Lately they’ve been glaring at me because of my interaction with him, not actually knowing that I see him as an enemy.

“Casanova?” She repeated.  

“A-Ah, d-don’t get me wrong, I didn’t really mean to—“

I assumed that she was laughing at my embarrassed self and cut into my sentence. “—don’t worry, I won’t kill you. I’m not those crazy girl fans who would eat you up.”

My life is saved.

“It’s weird of how you don’t like him though,” She questioned as she finished her warm up. “It’s the first time I heard someone who labeled him as a Casanova.”

“He is though!” I spoke back. “He’s always leading girls on and never had a proper girlfriend from what I know, not that I know much I guess … but still!”

She shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t think he intends to ‘lead girls on.’ He just has a good personality that makes people like him a lot.”

“Good personality?” I scoffed.

“Yeah!” She responded. “There was one time in which he offered to carry my heavy bag while I was walking to school even though I was a stranger—“

“—Player.”

“Well there was another time in which a girl tripped, and he carried her to the first aid room—“

“—Player.”

“Then what about the time where he helped a guy to touch up his dance moves—“

“—Queer player.”

She then sighed heavily as she placed her hand on my shoulder while dropping her head in exhaustion, giving up on arguing with me. I haven’t even begun to discuss his other flaws yet.

"Look,” She says as she stared back up at me. “Some may see Eunhyuk sunbaenim as a popular good-looking dancer but he’s more than that. He seizes this certain ability that makes people like him so much.”

I snorted at her defense. “And what is that? A player’s ability to seduce the ladies?”

She shakes her head and rests her other hand on my empty shoulder, now both my shoulders held her hands.

“He cares more for others than for himself.”

She then lightly pushed me away and some up beat music.

“Think about it more carefully Hyoyeon-ah~” She says as she looks back into the mirror. “You’ll for surely like him too.”

I watched her crash into various popping movements as she focused her attention back to her dance routine and I leave her to practice in the studio. I stared absentmindedly into thin air as I leaned my head against the door, feeling the vibration of the music from the room.

“If you’re going to use my hands as a handkerchief,” He stated as he cupped my head in his soft hands and wiped my last tears with his gentle thumbs. “You should use it properly.”

“Yah, Eunhyuk oppa has to juggle work with school in order to survive all by himself! I don’t see you doing that!”

“Wait for me,” He spoke. “I’ll take you home.”

All his images started flashing in my head suddenly and I couldn’t tear myself away from thinking about him. It’s as if Minyoung opened up a river of thoughts flowing through my head.

That serious look on his face when his dancing. The sensitive tone in his voice when he speaks about life. Not only that, but that goofy dance he did with the kids at the kindergarten, and the gummy smile he put on. When he was able to chuckle at my birthday present for him.

All of this … made me happy.

I tried to release this sudden heightened feeling in my body by knocking my head with both my fists.

“Excuse me crazy lady,” I dropped my hands down immediately and widened my eyes at hearing the familiar male voice. “Some people are trying to get through little ert.”

Although I knew it was him without looking, it surprised me to the fact that I was able to recognize his voice so easily.

“Yah …” From my peripheral vision, he tilted his head sideways and now his face was only about two inches away in front of mine. His pleasant facial features were revealing themselves right at me all of a sudden—those dark brown chocolate eyes that filled with concern and worry, the defined nose, his pink li—“Are you okay?”

He rested his palm lightly on my forehead which led a rush of heat to head straight to my cheeks.

“I’m FiNe~!” My voice cracked as I removed myself from his soft fingers. “I gooooT tO Go pRact … pRact … PRACTICE NOW!”

As I escaped from his presence, I tried to clear my throat a few times to retrieve my normal voice again but even though I was running away from him, I couldn’t flee from his image in my mind.

 “You’ll for surely like him too.”

No. No. No. No. No. No.

NO!

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a/n: Hello all again! I’ve come back with another chappie, hopefully satisfying you readers. I’ve been really busy lately because of the work load from school. Sometimes I question as to why are there such high expectations to do well in society from everyone when your best, just isn’t good enough. So everything’s been really crappy and I thought that by writing another chapter, can I release my stress from everything.

But enough about me now!

I know I am late in spazzing about this, I shall do so anyway to fulfill my heart’s content.

HYOHYUK SELCA. OMG.

When I first saw it, I was like, “Is it photoshopped? It doesn’t look photoshopped … OMG. IT’S FREAKING REAL.”

THE WORLD IS EMBRACED TO AN UPDATED SELCA OF THESE TWO KIDS IN LOVE.

When they get married, I will not be surprised. I will not be surprised at all.

LOL @ HYUK’S FACE. DON’T PUT ON THAT TROLL FACE WHEN YOU KNOW YOU LIKE IT MAN. And Hyoyeon was so cute with her arm wrapped around his *faints,*smiling at the camera like the gorgeous person she is.

AND THEY HELD HANDS. HAND HOLDING. HAND HOLDING AT THE CONCERT. EVEN THOUGH IT WAS ONLY FOR LIKE A SECOND, IT WAS SKINSHIP!!!! *faints again*

Anyway, thanks for reading, commenting and subscribing! Hopefully it’s all to your liking D:

New background image by the way~ :D