A WRITER'S LETTER

To our readers and friends,

Annyeonghaseyo?

I dont know exactly how many readers we have but, to all of you who looked, viewed, visited and constantly checked on this story, i would like to apologize for going on long hiatus. 

My laptop had gone coma and it took a long while for me to get it recovered. Although I use other computers, much of my notes and plans for this story was saved in this baby that i was rendered powerless without it. So I prayed and begged all the electronic gods that i know for them to send my baby back. 

And the gods of the laptop heaven heard my prayers and sent my friend back. Thus im only coming back to you now and hope that you'd still support our story.

I'd also like to apologize to my co-author, logistilla, for going on an indefinite break and holding this story thus far. 

Since im back now, I promise to not go on a long hiatus again and try to finish the story before the gods on writer heaven decides to punish me with a writers' block ^^. 

Til here, please anticipate our story and take care of us!~

Sunxmuse

PS- As a form of atonement I'd like to give you a short teaser of the next chapter.

CHAPTER TEASER

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    "Hey!~ C'mon just cut it out, will you?!" I snaped at him, annoyed with his teasing

     "Why dont you try and make me?" He retorted with that oh so y smirk.

    "Oh come on, stop being a kid already". I pouted, and pulled on my cutest annoyed face. Maybe aegyo will work on him, i know his aegyo works on me.

     "Hey! stop being cute~", he said playfully tugging at my fringes and sporting he's sweetest smile. "...coz that wont work on me", he then walk off still carrying the sheet of paper that I asked him to sign for me.

     "Yah!~ Stop!~ "

    "Cmon just say it already and you can have this" he said waving his hand in the air with the now precious sheet of paper dangling from his taunting fingers. "Its just a small two-letter word you know?" again with the smirk.

      "you know i cant call you... that" i told him while looking around. "Its weird and inappropriate"

     "You thinking too much into it and not saying it,makes it sound more inappropriate" again with his retorts. And that is him not even trying.

     " You know instead of asking me to do weird things, you should actually listen to me. Aren't I older than you?" i told him. Maybe the gangstah approach will work or at least cut some sense into his oxygen-deprived brain. "Yah!~ call me noona. NOONA!' aish~t this kid" and actually stepped up to him.

                He stared at me hard that for a moment i actually thought that he'd back down, instead he bowed down a bit (to my annoyance) and stare me in the eye with his face a few measly inches from mine ( to my horror). He smirked and lowered his face until it was a half-breathe away from mine and whispered noona~.