Bicycle Boy - leeSA (start at 0:14!) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d8TXq97SLUw)     ----------------------- Narrator’s P.O.V:     “…please watch your step near the subway doors as they will be closing shortly…” The autotone voice called out overhead as soft dings caused the doors to open and close.   There weren’t many people in the compartment that Hana and Daehyun were in. For the remainder of the evening, Hana was pretty quiet. Her head was resting on Daehyun’s shoulder, but he didn’t push her away.   *Just this once.* Daehyun assured himself. *Because she needs someone right now.*   He thought Hana was sleeping, since her eyes were closed. However, he threw away the thought of that idea when she finally spoke.   “Can I ask you a question?” Her eyes fluttered open, a pensive look on her face.   She took his silence as a yes.   “…Why do you hate rich girls?”   The question struck him and caused Hana to naturally straighten up, gazing at him thoughtfully.   “Who told you that?” He furrowed his eyebrows.   Hana managed to smile a little. “Haeyeon.”   She watched as Daehyun only let out a sigh. *I knew she would.* Daehyun scratched his head a bit, sheepishly, and leaned back.   “I wouldn’t really say that I hate rich girls,” he began slowly, “but I don’t like them too much, either.”   “Why?” She tilted her head to one side.   Daehyun let out a soft hum, “Well, er… It’s because I used to date one.”   This made Hana’s curiosity grow, “You had a girlfriend? A rich one, no less?”   Daehyun made a face, “Har, har. I take offense to your tone of voice, you know.”   Hana waved it off coolly, “Continue.”   He gave her an unamused expression but continued anyways, “I really thought I was in love with her, you know. She used to go to my middle school, but back then, she wasn’t rich. Her mother was an entrepreneur, and her clothes company skyrocketed in popularity. I had asked her out, and she ended up accepting my confession.”   “But things didn’t turn out so well, did they?” Hana guessed, her face expectantly close to his.   Jokingly, Daehyun pushed her head away. She grimaced and rubbed her forehead.   “Of course it didn’t turn out well. That’s why I’m here now, with you.” He chuckled. Hana gently smiled, then slapped her poker face back on, “So then what happened?”   Daehyun turned to her, chuckles dying down, “We dated for a while. I even introduced her to my parents because I thought we’d be together for a long time, but it never ended up that way. She took advantage of me and treated me like I was her servant or something. When she became rich, she changed 180 degrees. In the end, I was the one that broke it off.”   Hana tilted her head to one side, an inquisitive look in