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The Bittersweet of LoveA n g e l i l y 9 5 p r o u d l y p r e s e n t t o y o u t h e b i t t e r s w e e t o f l o v e
B Y U N G H U N 'S P O V
Ahh! I feel like dying. I am so tired working all day. I don't have time with Minha anymore. I go to work while she goes
to school. When I am back from work, she already sleep. I miss you, Minha. " Okay, thanks everyone! " Niel bows to
us, his worker. He always do this before close this cafe. I let out a sigh. Althought I can go home, I can't. Soyou
noona forces me to meet Chunji today. She doesn't care at all when I said I finish late. Aishh.
I take a taxi to his family's house. My mind full of worries. What can I tell to him? I sigh again. I close my eyes. " Sir,
we're here " the driver say when we reach the house. I sigh again. After paying him, I walk toward the gate and ring
the bell. " Byunghun-ah. I'm glad you are finally here " Soyou noona greets me with a smile. I don't say anything.
Just follow her in.
" Noona, what on earth is he doing here in this hour? " a soft male voice stirs my heart. He is standing in front of me
with a clueless face. My lips freeze. I can't say anything. " Byunghun-ah, sleep here tonight. I hope you'll help him "
Soyou noona whispers to me. I nod. She leaves me with Chunji. " I don't know who you are but don't stand there.
" Come and watch this movie with me " Chunji says, inviting me to sit beside him. Chanhee-ah, I am Byunghun. Can't
you remember me? I sit beside him without stop looking at his face. " Oh yeah " he says, making me turns to the
screen. What the.. I think he only lost his memory, not character.
" Why? Don't look at me. I'm just enjoying the movie. By the way, what's your name? Why are you here? " Chunji
asks, looking at me with his pretty eyes. Chanhee-ah, you really don't know me? " I am your friend. I am L. Joe " I
say, studying his reaction. He smiles, shaking hand with me. " Friend? So you are here for me? Then, you must be
my bestfriend right? Ah, right! I saw your photo in my album. You're the one with chicken-like hair right? " he
asks, laughing when he said chicken-like hair.
He really doesn't remember me. " No. We're just a friend. Not so close " I lie. His happy face disappears. " Oh, really?
I wonder who is my bestfriend. Do you know who's my bestfriend? "
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