Chapter twelve – in their hearts.

“Did you hear? She killed herself because of him..”

“No way…I knew he was cruel but not that much.”

“I can’t believe he can still manage to look so innocent after all that happened…”

The endless whispers of high school students haunted him. He was also a high school student, he knew how much those little things could end someone’s life.

Like the little things he had said to her ended her life.

“Are you okay?” his friend, who towered three heads over him asked him, putting a hand on his shoulder.

“Don’t let that get to you. You didn’t tell her to go die, it was her choice.” His other friend said, as if trying to comfort him.

He let out an arrogant laugh. “Would it matter to me even if I did kill her?”

He could tell his two friends, from behind him, were rather displeased with his words. He knew that they would be, they were moral, upright and didn’t know how to live their lives.

That was why he was there to fill in for his friends.

But little did he know, his hands were clenched into fists and trembling because of the turnout of his carefreeness.

Suddenly, his world became black. He could see nothing. Nothing at all.A complete atmosphere of darkness, blackness and nothingness.

Until his world brightened again in a split second. He was there, in a practice room.

The practice room to be precise.His second high school’s practice room. It was the most expensive school to attend, and it had everything.

Including this perfect practice room.

He was there, near the door, peeking into the practice room, doing his best to hide himself, and observe his junior who was passionately practicing for the school’s upcoming talent competition.

Beads of sweat fell from her milky white skin.

For him, everything about her was magical. Not only magical, but also entertaining. Watching her sweat fall was more entertaining to him than watching Italy and Spain play in the finals of Euro.

For him, she was his everything.

As soon as the music ended, she walked over to a corner where her bag was on a chair and took something from it.

He had made up his mind, he was going to go and talk to her. He wouldn’t watch from the sidelines, feeling like one of the girls who would come to confess to him. He was not like them. What he wanted to do, he’d do it.

Full of determination and confidence, he began striding towards her. Until his world turned black again.

This time, when Luhan opened his eyes, he saw Jisun, wearing a pair of denim shorts and a yellow top over with she was wearing a blue and white striped shirt. Her natural silky hair complimented her casual outfit as it had been tied into a messy high bun. She was going through the cabinets, one by one, with her face filled with extreme worry.

Luhan tried to ignore the fact that Jisun looked extremely like the girl he had seen in his dream and yawned. “Good morning.”

At once, Jisun turned to Luhan. She couldn’t help but smile. His eyes were only slightly open as he smiled at her with his messy bed hair sticking out.

“Good morning to you too. Had a good night’s sleep?” Jisun asked.

Luhan sighed. “How could I? I was afraid to move because you might wake up, last night!” he said, jokingly.

Jisun pouted. “Well, I’m sorry then. What do you want for breakfast?”

“Anything.” Luhan shrugged as he felt something in his hand. Frowning, he saw a piece of paper, neatly folded in it.

As he unfolded and read it, a small smile spread over his face. That Hyunbin…he could be so mature when he wanted to be.

“I’ve taken out a towel and set some of Taec oppa’s clothes for you on Hyunbin’s bed. There’ll be an extra brush inside the toilet, it’s blue. If you need anything else, just tell me, okay?” he heard Jisun say over her shoulder as she walked from the hallway towards the kitchen.

“You’re so perfect in every aspect, how could I need anything else?” Luhan mumbled under his breath as he dragged his body towards Hyunbin’s room.

Little did he know, that sentence he said sounded really wrong to Jisun, and was blushing at the fact. He was only able to realize that he had indirectly sort of confessed to her after he was in the bathroom.

“Luhan, you big idiot!” he scolded himself, staring at the mirror. “What would she think now?!”

A little more did he know, he was also blushing at the words he had said.

.

After doing all morning stuff, Luhan felt a bubbly energy as he walked out of the room and into the dining area where Jisun had perfectly laid out an American breakfast on the table.

“Blueberry buttermilk pancake.” Jisun said as Luhan sat down. She placed a cup of coffee near him before grinning at him. “Hope you like American breakfasts. I’ve been itching to show off my American cooking skills.”

“Wow, you did this pretty fast.” Luhan commented. The cappuccino wasn’t that normal either; it looked as if it had been made by a professional barista.

“Well, it’s a pretty quick recipe. And I am a professional barista. I own bragging rights right now.” Grinning Jisun sat down across him.

“I can only judge after eating, can’t I? But I must say, it looks absolutely marvelous.” Luhan grinned.

“Thank you, my darling. Now you may start eating.”

After taking the first bite, Luhan’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets. “After today, I shall never apply the ‘never judge a book by its cover’ saying to you. This,” he said. “is the definition of perfection.”

“Should I do a French next time you sleepover or something?” Jisun suggested.

“Don’t ask me. If you make it, I’d eat it.” Luhan said, promisingly as he continued to eat without looking up at Jisun.

Jisun felt a rush of excitement run up and down her spine. It was the first time (if you don’t count Taecyeon and Hyunbin) a guy had complimented her cooking. Sure, she didn’t show off her cooking skills to any random person, he had to be special, but when Luhan said it, she couldn’t help but feel excited.

It was Luhan for crying out loud.

Pleased with herself, Jisun was about to start eating again when her cellphone beeped. It was a text from an unknown number.

“Oh.” She mumbled as she read the text.

/Teacher Jisun, this is Sujin. Remember me?

Well, my sister ends school at six and she asked if you were free to meet with her at that time.

Her name is Aesook. Her number is *** **** ***.

She said if you were free, she would be in a café nearby her school, Youngwoon High School.

I think the name was Beans something. There’s a picture of her attached so you can recognize her.

Thank you so much for helping her./

Jisun’s eyes widened upon reading the text. She had forgotten altogether that she had accepted a client. She was too, too, focused on Luhan. Even in the morning, when Hyunbin was teasing her so much about it, she didn’t know that he was. Even though she heard, her mind was elsewhere. She was only hearing him then.

“What’s wrong?” Luhan asked, seeing her worried expression.

“I-I forgot that I got a new client. , I can’t – I – argh! I’m so not ready to play another boy.” Jisun growled.

“I can help.” Luhan said.

“How? You can’t pretend to be the guy I play and play with you and get it over with!”

“No, but if the guy you’re supposed to play is someone I know, I can fill you in with every signal detail you need. My circle is really wide. And you don’t have to worry about having any traces left behind.” Luhan reasoned. “Just trust me.”

“What if he isn’t?”

“I can always befriend him.” Luhan grinned cheekily. “There’s nothing to it. If there’s anything you need, just let me know right away.”

Jisun couldn’t help but smile. “Thank you, man.” She didn’t realize how weird she sounded. “I effin’ love you.”

“I effin’ love you too. So…you’re going to give me a ride to school?”

Of course, there was a catch.

“Well, I do have the choice to kick you out and completely forget about you.” Jisun said with a thoughtful look on her face. “But since I’m so nice, and because I love my new best friend, I guess I’ll have to drag you along.”

“Let me say that again.” Luhan said and cleared his throat. “I love you too.”

They both realized that they were confessing to each other, half true to their feelings. If their words were to be said in terms of what was in their hearts, it could be rephrased along the lines of, I fell in love with you the first second my eyes fell on you, to, I hate the fact that I’m in love you with so much but I can only say that I love you.

Yep, that was what was in their hearts.

so! who else is rooting for italy in tonight's match? i know i am!

because (i love germany too, but still), italy is the best to go against spain in the finals.

yep, yep.

you would have noticed that in the story. xD

but anyways, HAI ALL! I MISSED YOU!

no really, i really missed you! you have no idea how terrible it is, not being ablet to write/update! D:

but here's the double update to make it up for you. 

in the last chapter, who else noticed how i had described jisun? a girl who makes a guy at loss of words. that's one of her pluses. of coruse, she's also not perfect. on her minus side is her bi-polarness. her oversmartness. her, waht do you say, knwoing that she's oversmart. 

get my point? don't worry, you will in the next chapter. without knowing, she's the type to go intimidating others. and once she does it, she doesn't bother to apologize. yep. she's like that.

so, so, so, so. 

they're both so, so, so, so close with each other to the extent that they can say i love you. but

AWH

only as best friends. 

too bad.

sorry guys, i'm going to have to drag you like this until i feel content. because that's how i give you guys updates.

/smug

/sees a Rhinoceros on the sidebar ad.

OMFG <3

no, not the animal. the CAR.

♥_♥

in the last chapters,you would have noticed my emphasis on cars. aren't they just eyecandy? X3

yes, i am a woman addicted to these things

and for my subbers, GOD KNOWS HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU! i hope you all enjoy :3

so till next time.

JA NE. AIERUYO! /goes off to watch japanese darams