“Please don’t make me go inside!” Jaejoong begged as her father dragged her across the Jung’s yard. She glance furtively side to side hoping to grab hold of something but there were not a single tree in sight or sturdy objects to hold on to. Jaejoong could hear her mother’s hesitant footsteps following from behind.

“Shut up and let me do the talking you understand?” her father snarled. The man dragged her up the steps and finally they stopped in front of the house and  her father rang the door bell. Jaejoong felt her whole body shaking as she waited for someone to open the door. This couldn’t be happening; this is just a dream…a nightmare. The door swung open and Jaejoong saw HIM…the man she prayed never to see again standing in front of her. He smiled and pushed the door back wider.

“You must be the dinner guests, right?” He asked and grinned at Jaejoong glad that there were someone close to his age at the dinner table. His face so carefree and relaxed, she felt a twinge of guilt. Jaejoong’s father grunted and asked,

“Jung Yunho?” The young man nodded his eye browse rose in question.

“Do you know who this is?” The older man grabbed the young girl and yanked her in front of him. She lowered her eyes her face blushing in embarrassment and anger. Yunho stared at the young girl, she seemed very familiar…he’d seen her bef