It has been a week and half, and it's their real one hundred days.

Hyoyeon pouted, looking at the calendar with much displeasure.

"Why does today have to come, huh, huh??" She whined.

She realized that she had been thinking about Junho a lot, and that man, didn't even give a call to her.

Maybe he just toyed with me, she thought sadly.

She turned the wheels and made her way outsie the room.

"Mom, dad????" She called out.

No reply.

Where are they? She thought.

She was about to leave when a sticky note on the refrigerator caught her attention.

We won't be home tonight, Hyo! We're out to... somewhere. Anyway, have fun. *wink symbol*

-Mom and Dad

Grumpily Hyoyeon turned the wheels back to her room.

"I see, today is a day of myself." She grumbled.

That night, Hyoyeon seemed to can't fall asleep as she kept tossing around, hardly do that actually.

She was about to give up and back to her wheel chair when her phone rang. She dragged her upper body to move to the desk boldly.

"Hello?" She asked grumpily.

"Ohhh, is my Hyoyeon feeling not well?" Junho's voiced out.

"What?" She still replied with grumpy attitude.

Junho chuckled. "Should've known you angry with me."

"Of course, you didn't call me throughout the whole week and half!!!" Hyoyeon shouted.

"Sorry, Hyo." Junho sincerely said. "I was doing something... and can't contact you." He replied. "I have something for you."

Hyoyeon didn't reply, waiting him to continue.

"Now, I supposed it's your bed time. Just looked outside the window, would you? No need to move a single cell of your body. Just look outside." He ordered affectionately.

She looked outside, waiting something to happen.

Much to her surprise, a firework lit up and coloured the dark sky.

"That's not all, Hyo." His voice was heard once again. "Now, raise one of your hands up."

She did as he told.

"And grab something below your bed."

*Muh?* Hyoyeon moved her body and sway her hand below the bed, reaching something. She felt something big below, and took it out. "What is it?"

"My present for you, Hyo." Junho said.

Hyoyeon felt touch and softly muttered, "Thank you."

"Tomorrow I'll be coming over. See you tomorrow." He said, hanging up.

Hyoyeon smiled all to herself. She looked outside the window to see the fireworks that didn't stop litting up the dark sky.

"Thank you, Junho." She mumbled.

"Doesn't it better to tell it directly to the person?"

Hyoyeon startled at the voice and looked at the door. "Junho!" She exclaimed.

"You thought I really would call you from Japan?" Junho grinned. "I'm not that kind of guy."

"You said you'll drop by tomorrow!" Hyoyeon pointed out.

"This is tomorrow." He took out his timepiece.

The clock tick and tick, showing it's already twelve thirty in the morning.

She shook her head. "Junho."

"Open the present, come on!" He jumped on the bed, startling her.

She wagged her finger. "I will open it by myself."

He pouted. "Fine, then!"

"Junho." She chuckled. "Aren't you going to go home?"

"Why, you don't like me here?"

"It's not that. But it's late and you're supposed to go home."

Junho shook his head. "I'll be staying to see you sleep."

Hyoyeon looked at him affectionately. "Really? Thank you."

They laughed and soon Hyoyeon fell asleep.

"If you just know how much I love you..." Junho said, before leaving the room.

[A/N : FINALLY UPDATING AFTER MONTHS OF TORTURE. I HAVE NO MUCH IDEA FOR THIS STORY, OR HOW THIS STORY GOING TO BE... BUT I'LL TRY MY BEST, READERS!

AND THANK YOU FOR SUPPORTING ME ALL THIS MONTHS. HUHUHU, LOVE YOU GUYS :D

YOU GUYS DESERVED A BETTER STORY THAN THIS! I'M SORRY!]