Stand By U - DBSK (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LLzujr-rgkI)     ------------------------ Narrator’s P.O.V:     You and Gunwoo sat on the ledge of a water fountain. It was the same fountain where you almost lost your hat earlier this morning. It was ironic that now, you trusted the Myname boys more compared to just a few hours ago.   “So…” Gunwoo awkwardly leaned forward, trying to meet your gaze. You nervously blushed and eventually ended up meeting his warm, brown eyes.   The two of you kept your silence for a bit, staring at each other, when a voice interrupted your thoughts.   “Hyunjoo!”   “Ack!” An instinctive yelp escaped your lips as you almost fell off of the ledge. Luckily, you balanced yourself at the end.   Seyong started snickering with laughter, “Oh man! You should’ve seen your face!” You grumbled and shot him a look, “Don’t even start.” He quickly shut up. You secretively smirked and sat back on the ledge. The other guys sat around you on the ledge too.   After Seyong and Insoo finished bickering over whose date was better, you decided to say something.   “Gunwoo oppa,” You began as he turned to face you with confusion, “…What was the real reason behind it all?” You turned to him with a clouded gaze as he just stared at you. The rest of the guys listened in quietly.   “…Don’t pretend you guys don’t know. I could tell that something was up when you first told me about today’s dates, oppa.” You kept your firm gaze on Gunwoo as he exchanged silent, wary gazes with the other boys.   Gunwoo exhaled, “To be honest… I called you out here to give us a chance to bond.”   You blinked at him, “Bond…?”   He nodded. Seeing that you were still giving him puzzled looks, he continued, “Let’s face it. We aren’t really close and we’re kind of drifted apart. We’re created to instantly become the boyfriends of our girlfriend and love them, but in your case, we couldn’t. At first, we were all shocked by your ‘condition’, and we didn’t know what to do, but we knew that we had to help cure you of your phobia.”   You opened your mouth to reply, but Seyong just gave you an unusual sorrowful look, “Yes… we know about your condition.”   “In order to be good boyfriends, we decided to help you get better, every step of the way, but in order to do that, we needed to figure out what had happened to cause all this first, so we—” Gunwoo replied.   “—Asked Jongup…” You drifted off, still overwhelmed by everything. A dreadful silence ensued.   “…Mianhae. We had no other choice, but we couldn’t just ask you. We didn’t want you to… relive painful memories again…” JunQ whispered.   You kept quiet.   Gunwoo took this as consent to keep on going, “…He never told us any details, but he did tell us the gist of it.”   Silence.   You gave them a blank look, “…and what is the gist of it?”   Gunwoo flinched but kept his calm, “That in the end, you were abused by your first love.” You winced at the memory.   Chaejin quickly cut in, “We don’t want you to be pressured into telling us any details, but please understand and don’t be upset at us, noona.” You turned to him and stared at his pleading face, “We just want to help. We want to be there for you and we want you to forget him. Jebal…”   From the corner of your eye, you even saw Insoo with a small frown on his lips. You could tell that they were all anxious and cautious not to step on a landmine. You let out a slow, quivering sigh, getting ready to tell your story for the first time.   --------------------------   I was in high school, then.   Back in those times, I was labelled as the school’s tomboy. How I first became one was a completely different story, though. My only friend was Jongup, since no one wanted to be friends with ‘the girl who could beat anyone up in the blink of an eye’.   At that time, I wasn’t afraid of ANYONE. I wasn’t your usual tomboy either, so I didn’t go picking fights all the time, but I acted like a boy, dressed like a boy, and spoke like a boy. I even had short hair. If I had to use my fists for a fight in the worst-case-scenario, I would.   Yong Junhyung, leader of BEAST, a kingka group in my school, was my very first crush. I had liked him a lot and fell for him the first time I had laid eyes on him. Typical and stupid, but pretty mu