I woke up with the sun's rays on my face. The sun feels good, really! I wanted to sleep again but thinking that I have only 10 days left before school, I didn't want to waste my time.

 

I got up from bed half-heartedly, walked to the bathroom, and did my morning routine.

 

 Come to think of it, I really didn't roam around seoul yet. The last time I went out it rained so I really got no chance.

 

I picked a comfortable tank top, jogging pants and rubber shoes. Got my Ipod and earphones and went outside for a short   jogging.

 

The sun outside is great. It rained hard yesterday but today has great weather. But th grass is still wet. There were only a few people outside since it was only 6 in the morning.

 

After jogging, I sat down on one of the benches while drinking the coffee I bought from a store nearby. Hmn...nothing can ruin my day, until my phone vibrated,.

 

Oh, who could be? a roaming number.

 

"Hello?"

 

"Aika? it's me...Christian."

 

My eyes widended with shock and i spilled my coffee on my lap when my caller said his name.

 

"oh, aaww!" i let out an annoyed gasp when i felt the hot coffee on me.

 

"what do you want?" i asked still sounding mad and annoyed.

 

"I just wanted to talk to you and say sorry. What's with the annoyed voice? Do you really hate me that much?" I can imagine him pouting  now.

 

"Yes i hate you. But that's not really the reason. Besides, why say sorry after a year?!"

 

"I was just shocked when you left without even telling me. So I just thought now is the time to say sorry."

 

"Why should I tell you I'm leaving? We don't have any relationship or something and we never did!" I know i sounded bitter.

 

Christian was the man I dated last year. I had this huge crush on him and after some time Ifound out he had a crush on me too. He was the one who told me that he likes me. I accepted his feelings but not really became boyfried-girlfriend type. When I wanted to tell him to go in a deeper relationship, i never really got the chance because he just started ignoring me, like I don't even exist. That's the reason why I don't want to talk to him. That's the reason why i feel bitter toward him. But i admit, I should thank him, fbecause if it's not for him I would have no idea about SUPER JUNIOR.

 

"Aika, you still there? Look I'm really sorry aout what happened before. I regret leaving you. Honest!"

 

"Whatever!" with that i hang up.

 

I stood up from the bench and started walking to my dorm. That bastard! He still has his guts to call me? And where did he get my number?

 

And then I bumped to someone.

 

"I'm sorry" I bowed my head. And when i stood straight up, I saw a handsome face, no a pretty face. That's right, a boy with pretty features. HEECHUL!

 

I guess he saw me shocked because he smirked.

 

" You must be a fan. But why are you crying? You can't handle my hotness and cried, right?"

 

I touched my cheeks and found out what he said was true. Christian, you jerk!

 

"Yes, something like that. I'm sorry again" and walked past behind him.

 

Gosh. I don't know you could meet many celebrities just walking in the streets here.

 

~~~~~~Heechul's POV~~~~~~~~

 

I grabbed her wrist when she started walking. I know she's a fan. She looks like one, besides she is listening to "mr. Simple". I know because her earphones were unplugged when we bumped with each other. tsk, tsk. time for fan service. Besides I'm really bored right and i want to go out with a girl right now since I'm leaving for the army next month. And her looks are not bad.

 

Another reason is she's crying. I don't want to see an elf crying. Whatever the reason is. So I'm really sorry if many elfs will feel sad when I leave. Me myself will be sad as well but I can't ignore my responsibilities as a korean.

 

Going back to the present:

 

"Would you like to have breakfast with me?"

 

"......sure" she hesitated for a while but smiled when she agreed.

 

"Great" then started pulling her with her wrist.

 

"where are we going? the restaurants are on the opposite direction."

"we are going to to you a dress. I don't want to go on a date with a girl looking like mess because of her stained pants. Then we'll buy you shoes, because a dress will not look good with those big shoes of yours." 

 

I grabbed whatever beautiful I saw first in the shop. She looked at me with crooked eyebrows.

 

"Oppa, those are really expensive dress and shoes"

 

"Just take them. Don't worry. I'll pay" giving her my sweet smile that so many girls are crazy about.

 

"Okay, but just the dress. Those high-heeled, sparkly shoes aren't really necessary. I'll just get those." she pointed at the pair of doll shoes on the far end of the store which, apparently, are on sale.

 

I sighed. "Fine" putting down the shoes and put my hands up signaling surrender.