It’s been a few days since my umma found out I was alive and was in Korea. It took her ages to calm down though. Why we wanted her to calm down? She was appalled that Yesung and Jong Jin already knew who I was and it was kept a secret from her and appa. It also became a shock towards my loving father when he came come from work on the same day. He couldn’t believe his eyes. My parents were about to give up but when they saw me: DAMN I WAS ATTACKED WITH HUGS AND KISSES! The consequences for Yesung and Jong Jin from not telling our parents at first notice: a whack at the back of the head and grounded for 2 weeks. I was laughing in the inside. After that day, umma rushed to get me home. In my proper home with my family. Not having much stuff to move out, I quickly settled in my old room which was blue and green. It used to be pink I swear!

Now living with my two brothers, I can now experience normal mornings.

“YUMI WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!”

“YUMI OPEN YOU’RE DOOR!”

“YUMI IT’S TIME FOR SCHOOL, PABO!!!”

“Yumi dear, can you get up now? You’ll be late for school.”

“YUMI YOU PABO WAKE UP-!”

“Jong Jin don’t call your little sister stupid, go get ready yourself!” I groaned back and buried myself more under my cover.

“Go away!” I yelled.

“Yumi, if you don’t get up I swear I will kick your door down!” I pushed my duvet away, got up hastily and wretched open the door. And I did, Yesung came flying in and falling into a heap on the floor. Such an idiot.

“Hey, get out of my room.” I kicked him on the sides, “Yesung! Get out!!”

“Haha, that was a fail hyung.” Jong Jin laughed. When Yesung didn’t move, I grabbed him by the ankles and dragged him out. He screamed for me to stop but I didn’t until I was in his own room. Kkoming came in after and started my brother on the face.

“Eww! Dog saliva on my face!” Yesung wailed. I left him to it and got ready quickly. Me waking up in normal family home with my brothers isn’t normal at all. Every morning this happens. Silly oppas.

*~*~*~* @ school *~*~*~*

“Kim Jong Yumi~” Chubs bounced over to me at lunch time, “Guess what?”

“What?” I asked.

“Siwon hyung-”

“Wait!” I stopped him.

“What?!”

“CHEEKS!!!” I grinned and squished his face for a second before letting go, “Now carry on.”

“Weird child.” he rolled his eyes at me, “Well, Siwon hyung is dating somebody!”

“The pastor is dating?” I screeched.

“Shi! Some girl-”

“Let me guess? He met her in a church?” I asked.

“Shi.”

“That means she’s a nun then.” I scoffed.

“She’s not a nun, jagiya.” Siwon popped u0p behind me, “She’s just a normal girl like you.”

“Don’t call me honey, pastor.” I snapped, “Who is the lucky girl then?”

“Cho Hye…” Siwon blushed.

“How did you meet? By the holy water? Or when doing the holy communion?” Chubs laughed along with me, giving me a high five while we looked at the annoyingly pissed priest before us.

“Well? Where abouts did you two meet?” I asked.

“By the holy water.” he said in a low voice before walking away. Me and Henry fell about laughing, pounding out fists on the fibre-glass canteen table, tears streaming out of the corners of our eyes when someone whacked me around the back of the head.

“OW!” I wailed and clutched my throbbing head. I looked back to see Yesung.

“Hey you, aren’t you supposed to be in lesson with Donghae? Tutoring?” he asked.

“Do I still need the lessons?” I pouted.

“Half the freaking time when you speak to umma and appa, you mix it with English.” he said, “they hardly understand you sometimes! Especially when you rant at me. You use English!”

“Excuse me for being a smart in English!” I hissed and grabbed my bag from the chair next to me and stood up to leave, “Bye Chubs.”

“Bye Yumi!” Chubs waved back at me.

“Was she hanging out with you?” I heard my brother ask.

“Shi, were friends.” I heard Chubs say back.

“Chincha?”

“Such a tone of surprise hyung.” Chubs laughed back. I walked to the school library and found Donghae sitting by the table, doing some homework. He looks cute when he is working out problems, his face scrunches up or his tongue pokes out of the his mouth. He’s been acting weird towards me lately. Not weird. It was a good weird. He takes care of me all the time. Like he was assigned to be with me and take care of me at all times. He does my homework for me when I need help, he understands if I’m not in the mood to talk to him, asks if I’m alright, buys me lunch or sometimes makes me lunch! He is just too sweet for me.

“Fishy.” I whispered, nudging him on the ribs before taking the seat next to him, “What do you want?”

“Oh, I just need you to do this quick text and you can go.” The Fish smile at me and passed me a typed up piece of paper with hangul written on it. “Translate all of them, tell me if you need help okay?”

“Mmm…” I shrugged and took the pen he was using. He didn’t protest, he just grabbed a new pen and glanced over me quickly before going back to his work. I started to do the test. It was all basics, the things we have learned together already. But as I got to the end, it turned harder. Some of the words I don’t I even understand. One of them stood out.

“Fish, what does this mean?” I asked, pointing at number 10. He looked and then looked down again.

“Err. I like you…” he began to blush.

“Thanks.” I mumbled and wrote it down.

“The next one means Saranghae. I love you.” he murmured. I wrote that down too. I looked at him, he was fidgeting uncontrollably on his seat. What’s the matter with him? Does he have ants in his pants?

“What’s wrong with you?” I hissed.

“Yumi,” he started.

“What?”

“If I asked you out on a date would you say yes?” he directly asked. I was taken aback. I blinked a few times before slamming one of his books.

“Are you being serious?” I snapped. He nodded and looked up at me.

“Would you like to go on a date with me?” he asked. The feeling around the room between us turned really awkward and I don’t like it. It’s been a long time since I last dated. And I don’t want to go back into dating. Ever. Not after what happened back in the Philippines. I shook my head at him quickly. He looked really confused.

“Waeyo?” he asked softly.

“Cause-” I stammered, “It’s too sudden- It’s too- I don’t want to.”

“Oh-”

“I just don’t want to okay, Hae?” I snapped, “I don’t want to date you.”

“But-”

“No Hae.” I said sternly. I have a feeling this fish will not give up on asking me out. And I was right….

~*~*~*~*~

After I said no for the first time to go on a date with Donghae, he carried on asking me when he has the chance to. Right now, I am trying to avoid him. Avoiding all our tutoring lessons, not talking to him in classes I have with him and completely blanking him at break and lunch. He. Just. Won’t. Give. UP! It’s peeing me off! I have the urge to tell Yesung so that he can talk to that fish.

“Yumi!” Donghae called.

“No, Donghae!” I hissed. We was walking to our lockers and I was unfortunate enough to be walking with him there cause the others won’t go with me.

“But-” he started, “can’t you at least give me a chance?”

“Never~” I sang.

“Do you have a fear of dating people or something?” he blurted out.

“No! I just don’t wan to date you!” I shouted. “Can’t you get it in your head-” He put his palm up.

“Fine. I’ll leave you alone now.” he pouted while puffing his cheeks out at me before turning away and starting to walk away from me. I felt guilty. I just declined him for the 1000^th time by shouting at him. I sighed out loud and called him back.

“I’ll give you a chance. One date and no more okay?” I called. He spun around and grinned like a little child.

“I’ll pick you up on Saturday at 12 o’clock!” he sang.

A/N: that’s quite a crap update, mianhaeyo… I Haven’t updated this all week and I apologize for that L <3 forgive me?? This fic is nearly ending so a few more chapters and it will be the end. J Comments are loved <3