Later that evening, L.Joe posted a note on my door telling me to meet him. It was 8 p.m. and I knocked the door to his room. “Come in,” said L.Joe. I entered his room, not knowing what he was going to say. “Follow me,” he ordered. He left the room and I followed him. He took me to the beach that was near our hotel. Then he walked over to a spot where there were two rocks side by side. I caught my breath. This looks exactly like our spot in Hawaii, I thought. “Come here and sit next to me, Min Sung,” said L.Joe to me, patting the rock next to him. I sat down near him and closed my eyes as I breathed in the salty sea air. L.Joe began to study Min Sung. ‘He looks like Chorong in a way,’ he thought. ‘Could he be Chorong in another form?’ L.Joe didn’t believe in reincarnation but Min Sung was too much like Chorong for him. He wanted to see if somehow Min Sung was Chorong so he had to test him. “Min Sung, you want to hear a story?” “Sure,” said Min Sung eagerly. L.Joe smiled as he told his story. “There was once this rich boy who came from a messed up family. He had no friends at all. Then one day he met this little girl who became his friend. She was really nice to him, unlike his family, so he began to adopt her as his dongsang.” L.Joe paused right there to see Min Sung’s reaction. My smile faded when L.Joe began his story. He was talking about our life in Hawaii. Then I figured out he was testing me. ‘The respirator’, I thought. ‘I must have drained it when I used it so now he suspects me’. I steadied myself and tried my best to give no reaction.Ji Won stared at Min Sung, who appeared to have no reaction to the story.

“Well what do you think?” L.Joe asked him. “That’s a cute story, hyung,” he said, shrugging his shoulders. L.Joe continued. “Do you know why he took extra care of his dongsang?” Min Sung shook his head no. “It’s because she has this heart problem and needed this respirator to breathe.” He took out the respirator from his pocket and showed it to Min Sung. Again, no reaction. “Poor girl,” said Min Sung. “Yes, poor girl,” said L.Joe sadly. “She died a few years later.” I looked at L.Joe sadly. I knew L.Joe felt bad because of my death but since I’m no one special to him, it wouldn’t matter if he knew the truth that Chorong was still alive and with him right now. Then L.Joe took out a stone and handed me one. I rubbed the white marble stone for a while. “Throw it,” he told me. I shook my head no. To me the stone was like a present so I didn’t throw it but simply kept it in my pocket. L.Joe threw his into the ocean. It skipped 3 times. “Perfect,” he said. “Why is it perfect?” I asked him. This time, I wanted to know the significance of the 3-skip. “When the stone skips 3 times, it means 3 words. I love you.” I looked at L.Joe in an overwhelming joy. Did L.Joe love me? He had thrown the rock and it skipped 3 times many times before. “So did the rich boy ever really loved his dongsang?” I asked L.Joe. L.Joe looked at me. “Of course he does. He has a lot of brotherly love for her.” “Oh,” I whispered softly. My heart began to ache. As L.Joe continued staring at the ocean, I began to walk home with a heavy heart. L.Joe began to shake his head. ‘Chorong’s dead already so why am I denying my love for her?’ he thought to himself as he stared out to the ocean. “Actually, Min Sung, the rich boy loved his dongsang the first day he met her but he’s such a weak person. He could never admit his feelings for her and just waited for her to say that she loves him first.” L.Joe turned around and saw that Min Sung had left. ‘Oh well,’ he thought as he headed back to the hotel.

"Order Sechskies!” yelled L.Joe. “Ooh, ooh,” said MinSoo. “I want some kimbab!” L.Joe glared at him. MinSoo shuts up. “Now I want to talk to all of you about Min Sung. He’s only been here for a few months but he had saved my life twice and not to mention, Sung Hoon’s.” Sung Hoon slapped Min Sung on the back and smiled. “Now,” continued L.Joe. “What do you want Min Sung? A car, money or women? Tell us and it’s yours.” “Yeah,” said Sung Hoon. “Just name it buddy and it’s yours.” I thought about it for a while. The only thing I wanted was L.Joe but I couldn’t say that. Since he was suspected me for being gay so much, there was only one thing I should ask for. “I want a woman,” I told them. They all opened their mouths in shock. “Alright Min Sung, you dog!” yelled Sung Hoon, breaking the silence. “At least you’re proving to us that you’re a man now!” “Okay,” said L.Joe slowly. “Who’s the girl?” “So Kyung Hee,” I announced. I saw Sung Hoon’s smiling face turned mad. “Who do you want?” Sung Hoon asked me in disbelief. I repeated myself. “So Kyung Hee.” Sung Hoon grabbed me by the collar of my shirt. “Out of all the girls you could have picked, why her?” he yelled at me. I knew Sung Hoon liked Kyung Hee but Kyung Hee was the only person that could help me. “I happen to like her too,” I answered him. “Besides, you all said I can have anything I want, and I want Kyung Hee.” “He’s right,” said L.Joe softly. “We can’t go back on our words.” L.Joe clapped his hands for attention. “So Kyung Hee now belongs to Ahn Min Sung. Anyone from Sechskies who touches her will face the death penalty.” Daniel and ChanHyun had to hold Sung Hoon back from attacking me. “I thought you were my friend!” he yelled as they took him away. I sighed and headed for my room.

L.Joe looked at Min Sung as he was walking away. “Min Sung.” “Yes hyung?” “Are you sure that’s what you want?” “Yes hyung. I’ve never been more sure in my life.” Then Min Sung left. When I made it back into my room, Kyung Hee was in there waiting for me. “What the hell is going on?” she asked me. I knew it was time to tell her my story. When I finished, she was bawling like a baby. I handed her a tissue. “Th.. That is s.. so.. romantic,” Kyung Hee said, sobbing. I patted her head as she leaned on me. “No, it’s not.” “So you’re not going to tell L.Joe who you really are?” I shook my head. “It wouldn’t matter anyway.” “How do you know? If he knows you’re still alive, who knows? He might fall in love with you.” “Maybe,” I began slowly. “But then he’d will love me out of pity and not out of love. I don’t want that.” “Oh.” Kyung Hee stared at the floor. “I wonder if Mickey really likes me.” “What?!” I asked in surprise. She looked at me sheepishly. “Oh, I forgot to tell you that Mickey and I are beginning to fall for each other.” “Why didn’t you tell me?” “I didn’t have a chance to. Besides, it just happened.” “I’m sorry Kyung Hee.” “It’s okay,” she said as she hugged me. “We’ll just have to put our little romance on hold for a while. You’re more important.” “No, I’ll go tell...“ My words were cut off by my lack of air. This time my attack was worse than it ever had been before. Kyung Hee stared at me frightened. “Chorong! What’s happening?” “C.. Can’t breathe…” I managed to say. She lifted me up. “Come on, I’ll take you to the hospital.” “Don’t let the others see me,” I said to her before I collapsed into total darkness.

Slowly, I began to open my eyes. I closed them instantly because the light shining on me was so bright. ‘Am I on the other side?’ I wondered. I managed to squint my eyes open. I found myself strapped to a pulse racer machine and with a IV fluid hooked up to me. I started to look around my room. I was in a hospital and I saw that my door was slightly ajar. I heard two voices talking and I began to eavesdrop. “It’s a miracle that she’s still alive,” said the doctor. “Is she going to be okay?” Kyung Hee asked him. “Well, according to these test results, her heart will expire any time now. We need to get her a heart transplant soon because she’s past overdue for two years already. I made some calls and there is a matching donor for her in England.” “I’ll have to talk to her about it.” “Please do,” said the doctor. “It’s her only hope of living.” Kyung Hee slowly entered my room. She stared at me with wide eyes. “You heard everything Chorong?” I nodded my head weakly and took the air respirator off my mouth. “You can tell him to forget about it. I’m not going to England for a couple of months to get surgery.” Kyung Hee ran over and shook me. “Chorong, are you crazy? You have to or you’ll die.” “No,” I told her stubbornly. “It was so hard for me to find L.Joe and I won’t let go of him just like that.” Kyung Hee began to cry. “I don’t want you to die though.” I looked at her sadly. “You’re a good friend Kyung Hee. I know you’ll be the perfect girl for Sung Hoon.” I yanked the IV tube off my arm. “Come on. Let’s go home.”

A little over a month later….
My heart condition began to worsen. My attacks became more frequent and undetected. It would happen during odd times like when I’m showering or having dinner with the Sechskies guys. Luckily Kyung Hee was always there by my side to cover for me.  Sung Hoon hates me. I can tell by the way he acts. He probably thinks that Kyung Hee really likes Ahn Min Sung (that’s me). What he doesn’t know is Kyung Hee truly does love him and it breaks her heart seeing him go out with other girls. I think he’s doing that to make her jealous. As for L.Joe, he began to grow distant towards me. He wouldn’t talk to me much and he’s been depressed about something lately. I wish I could know what was bothering him because it hurts me to see him sad like that. Secrets are definitely hard to keep. Especially ones that you have to cover everyday. I should have known that my disguise and heart attacks would be exposed soon but it just came to me unexpectedly…

Well people,Three chapter to go before the last part that will make you guys crying so hard (really im cried when write this story) T^T  What you guys think?Will this story end with Happy ending or Sad Ending? Check it out more...~~~~   \^_^/