They were at it again. All four of them. Talking endlessly about their boyfriends.

"Yesung is so cute..."

"Siwon is amazing..."

"Han Kyung gave me..."

"Kyuhyun sang to me..."

That's it! I've had enough!

"STOP IT! I GET IT! YOU ALL HAVE BOYFRIENDS!" I shouted despite the fact that we were in the middle of the cafeteria and people started to look at me.

"Sung Ye, what's with you?" Jin-Hye asked me with a lok of concern on her face.

"Nothing! I'm just sick and tired of being single. Hearing how great your boyfriends are day in and day out is... argh! Why can't I be like you guys?" I said slumping to my seat.

My friends stared at me for a while then laughed.

Great! Now they're laughing at me.

My so-called friends... laughing at my misery.

Let me introduce them for your information.

JinHye Kim, my bestfriend since primary school and girlfriend of the student body president Siwon Choi.

AhRa Lee, my cousin and bestfriend and girlfriend of school hearthrob Yesung Kim.

JuNa Kim, bestfriend and grilfriend of school athlete Han Kyung.

And last but not the least MinYe Lee, cousin of Ahra and girlfriend of school genius Kyuhyun Cho.

AND ALL OF THEM HAVE BOYFRIENDS!

All except me... Sung Ye Jung... loser and social outcast.

"Sung Ye, come on don't feel bad. I'm sure mister right will meet you eventually. Just be patient. You can't rush lady love." JinHye told me putting her hand on my shoulder.

"Easy for you to say..." I mumbled under my breath.

As if to make my mood worse their boyfriends started to arrive. I angrily left them. I didn't want to hang around with 8 people goggling at each other and making lovey-dovey comments.

Makes me sick.

I tried walking back to class. Then...

*Bump*

"Ow! Hey watch it!" I said when a guy bumped into me.

"S-sorry..." He started to say.

He looked nervous. He looked at the direction behind him and he saw 3 big looking men.

"JUNG SO PARK!!! You'd better have the money you owe us!" They shouted running towards us.

The guy nodded his head to me and ran as fast as he could with the guys right behind him.

I looked at my shirt and shouted again. My shirt was ruined. It was my favorite too.

Argh! This day couldn't get any worse!