It was past 10.00 am and Clara was still sleeping. Kyuhyun got up and considered cooking breakfast, but gave up quickly and called Ryeowook to prepare something for her as well.

He peeked in her bedroom and saw she was still fast asleep. A small hardcover notebook was on her nightstand. A diary? He approached slowly, careful not to wake her up. He wouldn't be EvilKyu if he didn't check his friend's secrets, right?

He took the notebook and got out of the room quickly. In the kitchen he opened it and saw that there were just a few pages written. Boring...

Until he saw the words on the first page.

I hate Cinderella...

           ... and I hate Snow White...

                     ... I hate all those beautiful princesses that made me believe the Prince will love me one day.

It would have been easier...

          ... if the Prince never existed...

                   ... if I have never met him...

                                       ... if I've never fallen for him...

                                                                         ... too deep to be able to come back...

I hate love...

        ... and the way it stabs my heart...

                ... leaving me bleeding on the ground...

                        ... trying to move on... and never be able to...

I hate this pain...

              ... this pain that takes away my breath...

                        ... that takes away my last hope...

                                   ... that takes away my will to fight...

                                                                                 ... to live...

What a nasty irony...

                 ... my Prince...

                       ... Why did you wake up my heart...

                                   ...when you are the one to break it...

                                                ... Why did you teach me how to dream...

                                                             ... when this dream is impossible...

I hate Cinderella...

            ... because I am Cinderella...

                    ... but the Prince will never love me back...

Kyuhyun closed the notebook and wiped his tears. When he looked up, he saw a frozen Clara at the door of the kitchen. Startled, he tried to expain, but she didn't listen. She ran to the bathroom. 

He got there just in time to prevent her from locking the door.

She was trying to hide crying self, but Kyuhyun was faster. He forced the door open and took her in his arms. She tried to escape, hitiing him and screaming, but he kept his hold.

"Clara-ah, please listen..." it was useless. 

"CLARA!!" He yelled at the top of his lungs.

She stopped hitting him and hid her face in her hands instead.

She felt exposed, vulnerable and helpless.

Her shield could not work now, when Kyuhyun knew her secret.

Now he was going to hate her... reject her...

'I can't handle that...'

Instead of the harsh words she expected, she heard a gentle whisper in her year.

"Princess, will you be mine?"

The rest...

              ...is a fairytale.