Dream Girl - BEAST (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LISd7qidwds)     --------------------- Narrator’s P.O.V:     Hana emotionlessly stared out the window of her limousine as flashes of homes, lights, and the streets of Kangnam passed by. It was silent in the car.   “…Excuse me, Hana agashi,” Junhyung, her personal driver cut in, “But up until where do you want to go?”   “Just anywhere, Junhyung. Continue driving until I say we can go home. I need to… to think.” Hana murmured almost inaudibly.   Junhyung glanced at her from the rear-view mirror and looked slightly apologetic before wiping it off of his face, “As you wish, Miss.”   Hana continued to get lost in her mind’s musings as she faintly picked up things.   “She will NEVER be my sister.”   “…You can’t force us to be friendly like Junhong is to her.”   Hana gazed down at her feet. *She could say whatever she wants to me, but she shouldn’t have brought Junhong, Father, or anyone else for that matter into it, too.* She exhaled and shook her head, trying to rid herself from the stress.   Hana continued looking out the window, taking in the bright lights and flashy décor from the never-ending displays of brand name stores. They all competed amongst one another in a frenzy of ‘who’s-the-showiest’.   It was low. Inside, Hana knew that she was dirt low, the elite school was dirt low, and everyone that haughtily stuck their noses up in the air were dirt low, because they all thought the same thing.   They thought that they were better than everyone else.   But that wasn’t the case at all. Hana felt like trash now. She felt unloved and helpless. Why was Hayoung so cold to her all the time? Half of her wanted to get revenge, while the other half wanted to reconcile with her. She was torn apart into these two choices.   Just as Hana was about to tell Junhyung to turn around and go back home, she spotted a familiar male walking by awkwardly on the sidewalk. He looked like he didn’t belong at all.   Hana instantly sat up, “Junhyung, stop the car!”   Hana got out of the car and searched for his light brown hair. Her heart was constricting, as if it could break at any moment, but she knew that he could fix it.   That’s when she spotted the top of his head on the other side of the street. *There he is.* She thought, almost relieved. Recklessly, she charged through the street. One car nearly hit her as he honked his horn, “Agashi! Watch it!”   Hana didn’t even bother to apologize. *He’s getting farther and farther away.* She made it to the other side and ran with all her might. He finally got into arm’s reach as she shouted his name and automatically, her arms wound around his waist from behind.   “What the—!” Daehyun spun around and almost fell back by the mysterious girl hugging his torso, “Who the —Hana?!” His eyes widened. He could recognize her caramel brown hair and perfect ringlets anywhere. She was still in her uniform, as was Daehyun.   People around them started to giggle and stare at the ‘daring couple’ as they walked past them. Daehyun was baffled and extremely embarrassed. He quickly tried to pry her hands off of him, but Hana stubbornly held on. “Hey, what’s the big idea—“   “Please, Daehyun.” Her voice trembled in heartbreaking anxiety. For some reason, her ears started ringing, echoing words that haunted her.   “Welcome to Juwon Orphanage.”   “You’ll be fine. Don’t worry too much.”   “UNNIE!”   “I’m sorry.”   “I want her as our sister!”   “This will be your new home, Kang Hana.”   Hana started hyperventilating. Rather than crying, she felt like she was going to be sick. *I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe.*   Daehyun noticed that something was wrong and cautiously wrapped his arms around her. No matter who the person was, he would always want to help them out, although he wasn’t sure that hugging her would be ‘helping her’.   He hugged her slowly until Hana’s ear was pressed up against his chest, hearing his heartbeat. She slowly started to slow down by the thump, thump, thumps. Her breathing soon went back to normal as she let out a little muffled noise at the back of .   It sounded scared.   Awkwardly, Daehyun patted her back, “Everything’s going to be fine. Try to stay calm, Hana…” Meanwhile, his ears were turning red from the whispers. He tried his best to avoid them.   Hana’s heart warmed at the way the syllables of her name rolled off of his tongue. It sounded sweet.   A few minutes passed, and Hana found herself breathing steadily. For some reason, when Daehyun held her back, Hana felt comforted and at peace. She felt tranquil. It was like a fatherly hug, which she never got from her adoptive father at all.   “Um… Are you okay? Can I let go now?” He questioned.   But Hana didn’t want to let go. Her arms tightened aro