9 years ago (Dara age 16)

As soon as I stepped out of our limousine , i heard my name being called by my two BFF's - Yoona and Chaerin . 

I waved at them , shouldered the brand new designer bag - a gift from my father who returned from a business trip; and headed in their direction.

I felt the  looks my schoolmates are giving me- some with envy, some with awe and some with admiration too.

The truth is, I know I'm not exactly Ms. Nice.  

My pretty face hides the fact that I'm a  selfish brat - others may say I'm y too. I don't smile at people not  part of my circle of friends- which i don't have a lot of. I don't even talk to some of my classmates not unless its really necessary- most of the time Yoona  or  Chaerin will speak for me as I just look.

I'm the only daughter of the  3rd richest man in Korea. My father's business empire ranges from hotels, clothing and jewelry stores , perfumes and electronics.

So i'm pretty spoiled too...If there is something I want - i would get it.

Another thing about me is i get easily bored.

Sometimes just to change things we'll invite a girl in our circle - mostly its those power hungry social climbers that always wanted to please.  She'll follow us around, get our drinks, sometimes carry  our stuff and then once I'm bored again, we'll go back to treating her like nothing.

 People knew that reputation but eveytime we do it - they still  readily accepts  even if they knew after a week or two , they're like an unwanted toy thrown away.

A familiar voice shouted my name from a distance -  i didn't turn to acknowledge it and just continued walking. After a few seconds a familiar arm goes to my shoulder.

"Dara baby! You didn't return my calls..."   He said. 

His name is  Lee Donghae,  also from one of the richest families in Korea. He's not what you can call my boyfriend , because  i don't do Boyfriends - and everybody knows that.

I've know him for 5 years now. We knew each other well - he's a playboy but he knew I'm the only girl that wouldn't fall for  any of his stunts and .

We do go out but It's not on a romantic level - although Everyone assumed we are.  So girls kept wanting to get his attention thinking they'll steal him from me but the truth is , I don't even care.

Like everybody else- he has a purpose. I keep him around for convenience , sometimes he's entertaining enough to keep company but most of the time I just ignore him.

But as I said he knows me - he knows the drill. He dates, he flirts but when i ask for him - he comes back to me. Fun right?

Once in a while I do get interested with guys from the opposite . It's always random- out of nowhere i'll see someone i like I approach them , and they fall for me - every time.

Don't juge - i don't sleep around. I'm not cheap... Just having fun.

With a smile or a touch, a simple pout , a cute gesture - and they always are willing to do things for me. They knew me and knows it's an honor for them to be even be thought of by me. But like everybody else , they knew or must have heard about me -  if i'm entertained and kept interested, i'll date them for a week ; never more than that.

With a  little push from my hand , his arm fell off from my shoulder. 

"Not in the mood! Go away..." I said lifelessly. He chuckled and raised both palms up.

"Noted! You got my number, if you're done PMS-ing call me!" He grinned.

"*sshole..." I muttered. Yoona reached me first, chaerin right behind her.

"What's wrong? Someone seems to have gotten off at the wrong side of the bed." She said. They flanked me as we continued to walk - always me in the middle.

"Daddy came home last night and made some arrangement for me." I sighed an