CHAPTER 01

“Good morning, South Korea. It’s 7:00 AM right now and you are listening to your favorite DJs Key and Sunny. As usual we’re here to wake you up and to make your morning wonderful. So, here’s Super Junior to warm you up.” Gwiboon spoke through the microphone and put on Super Junior’s Mr. Simple and took off her headphones.

                Kim Gwiboon, age 22, was one of the popular RJ’s in South Korea. Almost every person didn’t miss her show in the morning. She, from the age of 10 dreamt of becoming a Radio dj, But, to grant her parents wishes she became a medical student, and now, is working as a part-time RJ. She was passionate and loved her part-time career which made the popularity of her morning show sky rocket among the rest.

She took off her headphones and switched of her microphone while getting up from her seat.

“Sunny, carry on for a while will ya? I’m gonna check up on today’s guest.” Gwiboon said while eyeing her companion. “Yeah, I’ll be alright.” Sunny assured her while switching off her microphone too. Gwiboon stepped out of the on-air booth, to find their department’s boss, Shindong. She walked through the hallway and stopped in front of Shindong’s room and knocked on the door.

                “Come in.” a voice called from the inside and Gwiboon opened the door before stepping inside. She was met with the face of their department’s manager Shindong.

“Oh, hey Gwiboon. Good morning. Is something wrong? It’s already time for your show right?”

“Yeah. I just came by to remind you, that you better get the guest here by the next 5 minutes or he’s going to ruin our show”, Gwiboon fought the urge to yell at Shindong.

                Being a punctual person, Gwiboon hated people who didn’t work on time, Today’s guest (what-was-his-name?-Jonghyun?) seemed like a late person and she couldn’t let him ruin her morning show. Shindong looked taken aback from the sudden outburst by Gwiboon. “Don’t worry; I’ll call him right now. What time is it?”.

“It’s 7:10. He was supposed to be here by 7:00.” Gwiboon almost yelled.

”Just try to wrap up till he comes. I’ll call his manager.”With Shindong assuring her, Gwiboon stormed out of the room and arrived at the on-air booth and stepped inside taking her seat and switching on her microphone.

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“Ring ding dong, Ring ding dong…” Jonghyun’s phone went off indicating a call from his manager. “Hello” Jonghyun answered with  his sleepy voice while taking off the duvet and placing his legs on the floor.

“JONGHYUN! What are you doing? “ His manager did nothing but scream through the phone and Jonghyun rubbed his eyes while getting up from his bed. “Why hyung? What’s wrong?”

“WHAT’S WRONG? SERIOUSLY?  Jonghyun, why aren’t you at sukira yet? I just got a call from them telling that you weren’t there yet.”

“Oh-’ I forgot all about it.” Jonghyun thought as he stuttered for an answer.

“D-don’t worry hyung. I’m just parking my car right now.” Jonghyun lied through gritted teeth.

“Ok, whatever, get there soon” His manager hung up on him. Jonghyun threw his phone on the bed and entered the bathroom to get a bath.

Kim Jonghyun (age 24) was a singer, which was what he dreamt of becoming, from when he was just a young boy. Once he was a teenager his dad wanted him to become an architect which crashed all his dreams. Being the good boy he was, he entered the university and got his degree as an architect. His first job was to plan a building for SM entertainment, one of the biggest entertainment companies in South Korea. One of the directors at SM caught him while he was singing by himself and thought that he would make a great singer, and that’s how he ended up how he currently is.

Jonghyun dressed himself up and left his apartment before getting on his car. “Ring ding dong, Ring ding d…” his phone once again went off, while he was driving.

“Jong, dude why aren’t you at sukira yet? That Key girl is totally gonna get you.” It was Onew, his best friend who was a fellow singer.

“Wait, how do you know about the whole thing?”

“You should listen to the radio, just switch on to 101.5”

“Onew-yah, don’t tell me you listen to that lame morning shows too”

“Yah, it’s not lame at all. Just listen to it, or get to sukira. Unless your career as a singer is going to be finished. Does that Key girl have a grudge against you?” With that onew hung up on him. Jonghyun switched on his car’s radio, and tuned to 101.5 fm. A unique voice, (with a bit of a nasal feeling) blasted through his radio, and Jonghyun was damn curious to know what was going on, because hell, even his clumsy friend Onew knew about the whole thing.

“Yeah everyone, that was Electric shock by the new girl group fx you just listened to. Anyway let’s resume to our interview with our guest today, Mr. Kim Jonghyun.”

Wait…what? They started the show already? Jonghyun couldn’t help but wonder.

“Ring ding d..” Jonghyun’s phone started ringing once again. He put it on loudspeaker, to find out that it was his manager once again.

“JONGHYUN! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU STILL DOING? If you don’t get there by now, your career is over” His manager ‘s voice echoed through the phone.

Oh hell no, not again. Jonghyun thought as he hung up on his manager and switched off his phone. He threw his phone to the passenger seat, and got the radio’s volume up. He was curious why everyone was so worked about him being late.

“As I was saying, the problem is that today’s guest, our Kim Jonghyun ssi is not here yet. He looks like a late- comer. Isn’t he listeners? Anyway let me give you an advice”

She’s just saying that I’m late. Why would it be the end of my career.? Jonghyun let his mind wonder.

“Let’s just think, what if you invite our dear mr. Kim Jonghyun to sing at your wedding? I’m sure he’ll be late for it too. Once late, always late. “

Oh no, wtf is she saying? I can’t let her make my image bad. Jonghyun thought as he switched on his phone and dialed onew’s  number.

“What the hell is that girl saying? I’m not even there yet, how can she say about me?”

“Hahahaha-“ Jonghyun heard Onew laughing from the other line. ” It’s so funny man, that girl sure knows how to get revenge.”

“I’m hanging up” Jonghyun hung up on Onew as he parked his car at the sukira building. He reached inside and walked through the hallway to find the director. He could feel  everyone’s eyes on him as he walked, not to mention the whispering.

“Isn’t that Kim Jonghyun? What’s he doing here now? The show’s already over”

Oh , I’m screwed. Jonghyun thought as he knocked on a door that had a board saying “Diretor- Entertainment department”. He entered the room to meet up with a slightly plump man.

“Oh, Mr. Jonghyun. You are finally here, but the show’s already over. I already called your manager and mentioned that it’d be better if you didn’t come now. Btw, you can take a seat.”

“No, thanks. But can I meet the radio dj who did your morning show?”

“Oh, she just left.”

Great. “Oh. I’m just going to leave then.” Jonghyun made his departure and arrived at SM after a short-while.

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As soon as Jonghyun arrived at the Sm building the first person he met was his manager Minhyuk. Jonghyun didn’t like the look on his manager’s face and knew that he was in trouble. Minhyuk approached him as Jonghyun was sheepishly rubbing the back of his head, trying to form a sentence.

“Lee SooMan wants you in his office”. Minhyuk said as he came near Jonghyun and directed the way while giving Jonghyun a knowing look. Jonghyun couldn’t help but wonder if he was in trouble and his palms were sweating, which made everything worse.          

                Jonghyun approached director’s office and knocked on it. The voice inside the room asked him to enter and Jonghyun carefully stepped inside before closing the door behind him. Behind  the huge desk sat Lee SooMan , the director of SM entertainment. Jonghyun let his eyes meet the floor and walked towards the desk. He was asked to take a seat and Lee SooMan spoke as he sat down.

“Jonghyun,do you know that what you’ve done is wrong?” Jonghyun couldn’t meet his gaze because of the guilty feeling that crept in his heart.

“I think, you have it clear, that this kind of behavior is not what we expect from an idol?”

“Yes, sir. I was ignorant.”

“I think you know that most of the people in our country listen to that morning show, not to mention my wife and kids. What kind of impression do you think they are going to get about our idols after this whole thing you caused?”

“I’m really sorry for being this ignorant; I would never cause such a thing in the future sir”

“Jonghyun, I hope you can do something to clear up the situation. My wife just called me asking if Kim Jonghyun was an idol from my company…………. You may go now.”

“I’ll try my best sir”

Jonghyun left Lee SooMan’s room and was met with Onew. “Oh, Jonghyun, you are here. Good to see you. What did Sooman say?”

“I think he wants me to apologize to that radio show or something. He asked me to clear up the situation”

“well, you can’t blame him. He has to save the company’s name” Onew said as they were walking towards the practice room.

“But, come-on man, why should I apologize to a lame radio show? It’s not as if I did something wrong. They are the ones who ruined my image”

“Or you can just sue them for character assassination and mental trauma and such” Onew joked.

Jonghyun’s face lit up at Onew’s words. “That’s a great idea”.

“Jjong, that was just a joke. Are you really gonna sue them?’

“Why not? What was it again? Mental what?” Jonghyun asked Onew, as he seemed to be fond of his idea.

“It’s mental trauma and I’m not sure if it’s a good idea. Don’t get me in trouble” Onew seemed frightened.

“Come-on, don’t be such a wuzz man. It’s human rights to sue them. I’m gonna call that girl, what was her name? Key? I’ll show her that I’m not letting it go just like this.”

Jonghyun departed with Onew and approached his practice room to fins his manager, Minhyuk.

“Hyung, do you have Shindong’s number?” Jonghyun asked as he walked up to his manager with his phone in hand.

“You mean sukira’s boss?”

“Yeah, that’s him”

“ why are you calling him? Just try not to get in trouble. Ok”

“Trust me hyung, I’ve got everything under control.” Jonghyun said getting slightly annoyed because his manager was worrying too much.

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Jonghyun dialed Shindong’s number, while grinning to himself thinking how he’s going to get revenge from the radio dj who dared to mess with him.

“Hello, Shindong ssi? This is Kim Jonghyun, can you give me that radio dj’s number. I have some important talk with her”

“ you mean Gwiboon right? Just wait, I’ll connect you to her number” Shingdong said as he got an idea bulb over his head and grinned to himself thinking how his radio channels’ views are going to sky rocket in the next 24 hours.

“Alright” Jonghyun agreed from the other line.

Shingdong walked over to the on-air booth, and signaled the current radio dj to give the microphone to himself.

“Hello, dear listeners, This morning we were sorry to disappoint you because today’s guest  Kim Jonghyun was unable to attend. But right now, our Kim Jonghyun has called our rj Key to apologize for his lateness. Dear viewers. Let’s listen to the live conversation” Shingdong said through the microphone before connecting Jonghyun’s line to Gwiboon’s and putting them on live broadcast.

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Gwiboon was driving wen her phone rang, indicating a call from an unknown number.

She accepted, “Hello, who is this?”

“Hello, Giboon?” someone spat from the other line.

“It’s Gwiboon, not Giboon. Or you can call me Key.”

“Whatever, it’s Kim Jonghyun over here” the person said from the other line.

“Oh my god, you! How dare you even call me?” Gwiboon yelled through her phone as she recalled the incident which took place in the morning which made her blood boil. “you ruined my show”

“I don’t give a damn about your show. I called to tell you that it was very rude of you to say such stuff to ruin my image, when I wasn't even there", Jonghyun spat through the other line.

“You weren’t there? I didn’t even notice” Gwiboon  said sarcastically. “Why didn’t you care about your whole image thing before you forgot all about my show?” “just do it soon, if you called to apologize ” Gwiboon said through the phone as she parked her car in front of a supermarket to grab some necessities.

“Apologize?” Puahahahaha.. “ Jonghyun laughed. “To a lame radio show?”” yeah, Dream while you can, babe”

“LAME?” Gwiboon exclaimed through her phone while getting inside the supermarket. That’s wgen she froze in her place. Was something wrong with her ears? Or did she just hear her own voice through the radio which they had at the supermarket?

“F***” was the only word Gwiboon could think of right at the moment. Their conversation was on live broadcast? How did that happen?

“You know what? I’m gonna sue you” Jonghyun still blabbered from the other line. “I’m gonna sue you for character assassination and mental-mental tra-trauma.”

That’s when Gwiboon saw red. This Kim Jonghyun was driving her insane and her dear listeners were listening to their live conversation. And she felt that she was gaining the attention of the other customers at the supermarket. How could things get any worse?

“You listen mister. Go ahead and sue me. I don’t care. Just wait and see how this lame radio show will make you just a street singer from the popular singer people say you are” Gwiboon spat and hung up.

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“Hey, Gwiboonie” Minho exclaimed as he sat down next to Gwiboon in the bench. Gwiboon almost jumped at the sudden voice but her reaction soon went from surprised to fake anger.

“Yah, Minho, don’t startle me like that. You nearly gave me a heart-attack. You could’ve just called me” Gwiboon exclaimed while starring daggers at her friend.

“I didn’t do anything. You were the one who got startled over nothing” Minho tried replying, seemingly shrinking away from Gwiboon’s stare.” Anyway, I’m sorry”

Gwiboon’s face softened at the other’s apology. “It’s alright Minho-yah.  Wait…maybe you can do me a favour to make it up to me.” Gwiboon said while wrapping her fingers around Minho’s bicep and clinging on to him.

“What is it? Just, don’t ask me to go shopping with you”

 Choi Minho at the age of 22 was a medical student and happened to be friends with Kim Gwiboon from highschool. They became great friends  despite their different personalities. Being friends with Gwiboon for years, Minho knew her like the back of his hand, and just the mere thought of going shopping with Gwiboon, made Minho shiver, because it was the worst nightmare.

“Oh, Come-on, Please please please” Gwiboon tried acting cute, pouting her heart shaped lips.”It’s just that my friend Nicole’s getting married and I haven’t decided a dress yet. I can’t even get Taeyon to go shopping with me today, because she said that she was busy this afternoon.”

Being a er for cute acts, Minho couldn’t resist his friend that he agreed.

“Well, Okay.”

“Wah! Minho, you are the best friend, a person can ever get” Gwiboon said being all excited and kissing Minho on the cheek. “Then let’s meet at the entrance once the lectures are over. I’ll call you”

“Yeah, that’d be fine. I’ll pick you up at the entrance”,”By the way, I wanted to ask you what happened with that Kim Jonghyun guy?””I think it’s all over the news about you guys fighting.”

“DON’T MENTION THAT BASTARD’S NAME!” Gwiboon shrieked making passersby turn their heads in her direction and stormed off, leaving Minho speechless.

a/n: Hey, so this is the first chapter. Hope you enjoyed it! Please comment and let me know your thoughts. Even though I can't promise when, i'll update the next chapter soon. (of course, if you want me to, unless I won't) Thank you for reading :)