My life is a mess..

My parents, the one that I always though my real parents but the truth is they aren’t .

Eventhough thet beat me, I always accept it because I though they are my parents, my real parents .

My classmates always make fun of me, the bullies at school always mugging me .

I always keep it for my self, until one of those bullies try to me..

And that when I realize I have enough of it..

I can’t stand it anymore, I can’t stand them beating me up anymore, I can’t stand them mugging me anymore..

I need to end this .

I must do it.. Right now !

I keep on walking..

I don’t even know where am I .

But, it’s alright..

As long as I didn’t get beaten up anymore, as long as I can find my peace..

When I realize, I’ve seen a beach . It’s really beautiful..

I’ve never been to a beach before, my family never bring me here . I got jealous everytime my classmates told the other about their family vacation .

I play at the beach, it does fun . Really fun..

It’s like all of my pain gone, all of my sadness suddenly vanished .

I play with the wave, make a sand castle .

Maybe it is cildish, but as long as I can forget about everything I don’t care what other will think about me..

Before I realize, I’m getting tired, hungry and sleepy .

Since I don’t have any money with me, so I decided to fulfill my first and last need, rest and sleep .

Where am I ?

“Oh, you’re already awake . Wait here for a minute.. I’ll call Doo hyung .” said a cute guy while showing me his eye smile . He seems harmless and kind .

“Finally you’re awake..” I heard a voice, and when I turn my face ( at that time I’m seeing the sea through a window near my bed ) I see a quite attractive man ( Wait !! It’s not quite attractive, he sure is really attractive ! ) .

“Can you speak ?” ask him to me . Of course I can, how could you be so stupid ! Wait, I haven’t answer him, of course he didn’t know wether I can speak or not..

“Umm.. I-i c-can speak of course..” aswered me .

“Ok  then . Now, let me introduce myself shortly . My name is Yoon Doo Joon, my birthday is on 4th of July . I born on 1989 . My blood type is A . The shortie you saw earlier is my younger brother, his name is Yoon Ki Kwang . ( “Hyung !! I ain’t a shortie and my name right now is Son Ki Kwang !” ) Oh yeah, his name is Son Ki Kwang . And if you by any chance meet a tall and western look boy down stair it definitely his husband, the name is Son Dong Woon . So who are you ?” After that so long introduction he finally ask something about me .

“My name is Jun Hyung, Yong Jun Hyung . I born on 19th of December 1989, so basically we’re the same age but you’re still older than me . And my blood type is O .” answered me .

“Ok, Jun Hyung since we born on the same year you can just call me Doo Joon or Doo . It’s up to you.. By the way, can I call you Junnie ? Since it will be weird if I call you Jun Hyung and I didn’t mean to offend you .” said him .

“It’s ok.. Ok then Doo Joon-ssi .”

“It’s Doo Joon or Doo not Doo Joon-ssi.. Ok ?”

“Ok..”

***

Junnie is sure really cute . Especially when he try to help Kiki cleaning the shop until crying because Kiki didn’t let him .

Yes, Junnie has been living with us since then . Once I’ve asked him where did he live and why he didn’t want to go home, after all what I did to make him told me the truth finally I knew the reasons . And it really shock me, how come they do such kind of cruel things to my cute-innocent Junnie . Wait ! He isn’t my Junnie, well I do love him but I know he didn’t feel the same toward me .

“Doo doo ? What are you doing ? Are you busy right now ?”

“No Junnie.. Come here, sit next to me .” answered me as I tap the space next to me, giving him signal to sit next to me on the floor .

“Doo.. Actually I want to ask your opinion, can I ?”

“Of course you can Junnie..”

“Ok, thank you Doodoo..” ah, he answered me with that smile, the smile thaat make me didn’t need anymore sweet thing because Junnie is the sugar of my life .

“Alright, Doo.. Lately there is someone that makes my heart flutter . It keeps on being dugeum-dugeum everytime I’m near this someone . Do you know what happen to me ? Am I sick ?” he asked and look at me innocently .

“No you’re not sick Junnie . But to know more about what it is, I need to ask you some questions . Can you answer me ?” he nodded to answer my question .

“Ok, I’ll start Junnie . Do you feel happy near this person ?” he nodded .

“Did you feel hurt when he ignore you ?” “Yes..”

“Can I know who is that person ?”

“Umm..”

“Come on Junnie, you said you will answer my question .”

“It’s.. y-you Doodoo..”

“Really ?” and he just nodded .

I come closer to him, until my lips meet his .

***

“Junnie why you’re always call me sugar ? I think the one that should be called sugar is you .”

“No, it’s already right . It’s because you’re like sugar for my life that’s bitter like coffee Doo..”