I didn't like him. I didn't like him one bit. But you loved him, you thought he was perfect. He was nice, and sweet. I guess no one had anything against him, but yet he was my enemy. The minute I laid eyes on him.. I knew, from that moment on we will be fighting to our death.  I didn't know that it would literally translate it this way. I didn't know that so much harm could happen, I wish it didn't. But do I regret it, as much as I am pleased with my actions? Probably not. He deserved what he deserved. Even though he made you happy, he did not deserve you..

Jieun's POV

The lights were now back on, and you could hear the slow quiet murmurs of everyone in the room. The band was now disassembling the stage, and rolling the drum kits off to the truck outside. I looked around, but I could find Kris nor Kai in sight. Did they leave me? I sighed, and slumped my shoulders, looking down at my phone. The time blinked 11:38 P.M.

"Hey.." I heard a deep voice, and when I looked up to see the owner. His face was not someone I would imagine with such a deep voice. He was grinning like a mad man, and I couldn't help but smile myself. It was quiet contagious.

"Hi?" He walked over to my side, leaning over to talk with the bartender and order a drink.

"How was the show? I saw you stare at it from beginning to end, didn't seem like you could take your eyes off of it." He was tall, but not as tall as Kris. He looked like a teenage boy, but who had already insanely hit puberty. Perfectly cracking his voice, and receiving this baritone voice.

"I guess.." I started to come to realize who he was. His frizzy orange hair.. He's the drummer. I instantly recognized him, as I remembered his head bobbling up and down from behind the drums. You could only see the glimmer of his hair, and his big wide eyes as he had played the drums intensely, "you're the drummer, right?"

He nodded, "yeah. I saw you speaking to my friends earlier. I thought I would introduce myself."

This unknown tall boy turned to me, and bowed formally. " Anyeonghahseyo, my name is Park Chanyeol."

I couldn't help but giggle at how formally awkward the child was, "hi.. I'm Park Jieun."

"Ah! We have the same family name!" He grinned, as he returned back to standing with his back slumped back onto the counter.

"I.. think Park is a very common name. I wouldn't be surprised.." His grin grew a bit more, "by the way. Are you Kris' friend?"

"Kr-ease," he had a thick foreign accent when he attempted to say Wu Fan's English name, "yeah! We have been good friends since he transferred here. We live relatively close to one another.. Well, just a couple houses away."

I couldn't help but laugh a little, as he kept rambling on. It's quite funny how this kid can't even pronounce his friends name.

"Why do you keep laughing?" Chanyeol's eyes opened wide with curiosity. His iris was surrounded with a perfect circle of white, "is something on my face?!?"

"No! No!" I held my stomach now trying to gasp for air. Why can't I stop laughing?  "It's–It's–"

"Yah! Are you okay, Noona? Are you okay?" He looked around frantically, unable to register and respond to my reaction.

I waved my hands in front of me, motioning I was okay. "It's just!.. You say 'Krease'!"

I exploded with laughter, and he returned with dubious look, "what's wrong, Krease is my friend? Is something wrong with him?"

He started to take what I said offensively, and I took a number of deep breathes to steady myself, "no it's just.. It's Kris."

"Krease."

"No, Kris. Repeat after me!"

"Krease.. Krease?.. Krease?"

"No Kris–"

"Krease–"

"Yah? What's up?" Kris was emerged, as I was attempting to fix Chanyeol's broken English. I noticed Kai walking side-by-side with Kris. Kai smiled as he approached me, but instantly his eyes hovered over to Chanyeol. He peered back at me, but I looked with a blank expression. It's not what you think. I shook my head, and noticed Kris looking at both Chanyeol and I, questioning whether or not we had talked about him.

"Tell her, your name.." Kris looked at Chanyeol very confused. Kai was wondering why Chanyeol sounded so angry. He looked ready to protect me from anything, as Chanyeol sounded quite pissed off.

"Wu Fa–"

"No no! Your English name! Pabo!"

"Kris–"
 

"See!!" I exclaimed, pointing at Kris, "it's Kris. Not Kr-ease!!"

"Yah! Tell this pabo to shut up, she thinks I'm saying your name wrong!" Kai clenched his fist, and was about to hit Chanyeol after hearing him call me 'pabo'. I looked and noticed Kris hold his hand, trying to steady him. Don't make a stupid move, like you always do..

Kris chuckled lightly, and I could feel the intense glare Kai was giving Chanyeol soften. I noticed at how gaunt Kai really looked, and how tired he was. "She is right, but it's not like you'r­–"

"Hyung! Aish.. Chincha.." Chanyeol turned to me and pouted. He did his 90 degree bow again and quietly whispered, "mianhae.."

"What? Did you just say 'mianhae'?" Again, Chanyeol mumbled lightly.

I got off my stool and rubbed his head, "you owe me food, since you lost!"

Chanyeol looked at me with wide eyes, "yah Noona! That wasn't apart of the deal."

"Merong!" I stuck my tongue out at him.

"It seems like you two are getting a long well. Kai and I are going to go uptown, we are going to go to a bar, want to join?"  I instantaneously thought of clubbing and alcohol. The amount of teenagers in there, and the number of hormones, and dirty thoughts setting a blaze. 

"No, thanks.." Both Chanyeol and I said in unison.

"It's like you two were meant for each other.." Kris chuckled, and took Kai's hand, dragging him to the door.

"Bye guys!" I could hear Kris snicker as he walked away, and I saw Kai being hopelessly dragged. He looked at Chanyeol with bits of worried thoughts, and then at me. His eyes softened, don't worry. Noona will be fine. I promise you this time.

The awkward silence started to sink in. I had no reason to go home, so there would be no reason to make up a lie. I knew nothing about this Chanyeol kid, only knowing he had pretty bad English.

"So.. what about that food? Want to grab some grub?" He grunted, trying to penetrate the awkward wall between us. His deep voice only made it worse.

"Sure.. where too?"

"I know exactly the place to go!" He winked, and soon enough I was grabbed by the hand.. being dragged by this strange boy, named Chanyeol. Just like Kris had dragged Kai.. Don't worry Jieun. You'll forget him. Don't worry, you'll be okay.
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Aha, so I've decided that I will update twice a week, mostly on the weekdays. Once on Tuesday, another on Friday.. and potentially, depending on how well the story is going, once on the weekend.. So on a good day, you might get three updates in a week! Aha I hope I'm not throwing this all down your throats.. :/ Anyhow, did you like this chapter so far? I'm not that great at righting fluff-type moments.. I end up making it sound really angst-y. Anyhow, do you like Chanyeol? I recall Chanyeol saying he can play the drums in an interview, and I thought it would be perfect to try and throw in his actual personality, and his likes into the story as best as I could. I hope you guys like it so far, because there is so much more Chanyeol!! Wait until Friday, and a new chapter will be up! Thank-you lovely readers :D~