Donghae

Ever since Wooyoung warned me about Miyoung hating me if I told her the truth, I never bothered to try to remind her about her past. I guess it was just a one time thing; everything went back to the way it was before. Miyoung and I were still good friends. There wasn't any tension or awkwardness between us anymore. To be honest, I sorta regret not telling her the truth when I had the chance to. What if I told her the truth right there and then on New Years day? Would things be differently between us? Would they still be together? Would I have to always be in pain, watching them act all lovey dovey around each other? I could've been the one to change that. But I didn't.

Valentine's Day

"Happy Valentines Day!" Miyoung smiled, punching me on the arm.

"Oh, yo. Happy poop day."

"Ah, you would say poop."

We both laughed before she spoke again, "Ahhh, no presents yet?"

"No--"

"Look at mine!" She mocked, showing me a bag full if these that both guys and girls gave to her.

"Well--I'm not popular like you," I pouted, "It's not fair."

She punched me on the arm before speaking again, "No... It's not from being popular."

"What is it then?"

"It's because I have a kind heart to everyone."

You sure do.

"Yah--"

"Don't worry, I bet a million girls are going to give you gifts."

"Why?"

"Because your the type of guy that any girl would be lucky to have."

I couldn't help but blush.

"What--You're kidding me--"

"It's true," She smiled and pulled out an envelope.

"What's that?"

"It's for you!" She took my hand and placed the envelope in it. 

Before I could even respond, she said she had to go and meet up with Wooyoung then ran off.

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Wooyoung

It's been exactly a year.

It's been a year since she rejected me.

That was the worst day of my life.

I can still remember how she blamed me for being the cause of her humiliation... And how I yelled at her, which caused her to cry. 

I don't want this year to be like the last one.

I stood in front of the doorway to our homeroom, waiting for Miyoung to show up. In my arms, I tightly squeezed a familiar looking teddy bear. Let's hope she accepts it this time.

"Oppa~?" 

"Oh hey, Miyoung," I smiled, giving her a hug.

"Happy Valentines day!" 

"Happy Valentines," pulling out the old cuddly bear from behind my back.

Her face lightened up.

"Aw, thank you!!!" She tackled me with a bear hug.

She accepted it. 

"No problem~"

We talked casually about random stuff afterwards until she began to stare at the bear carefully.

"What's wrong?"

"This--This bear..."

"What about it--?" I stuttered.

"It looks familiar."

"It does??" I tried my best to act like I was surprised.

"Yeah, I feel like I've seen it before," She paused

"Maybe--Maybe you've seen it on tv before or--"

"Oppa..."

"Yes... What is it?"

"What happened a year ago on Valentines Day?"

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Donghae

I shakily held the envelope in my hand and hesitantly began to open it.

Before reading the words written on the letter, I looked away and took a deep breath.

There's a lot of words on this paper.

I'm scared.

Calm down Donghae. Calm down.

It's not like it's a threatening letter.

Or a confession letter.

Or a sorry letter.

I softly chuckled; passerbys in the hallway stared at me weirdly.

I took a deep breath in and began to softly read the letter. 

Dear Donghae Oppa, ~ Aha! I said 'oppa' so don't yell at me, ^__^' ~

Oh, well, Happy Valentines Day, by this point, I'm probably gone because Wooyoung oppa and I are meeting up before class starts~

I know what you're thinking, "Why the hell am I making this letter for you?" It's because I want to thank you. 

I want to thank you for being such a good friend, and always being there for me and protecting me.

You are one of the main reasons for me being happy.

If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have confessed my love for Wooyoung and we wouldn't be a couple.

If I hadn't met you, I wouln't be smiling happily everyday.

Whether we had a good past or not, you're my best friend. Even if bad things happened in the past, you'd still be my best friend. Trust me, you can tell me about it; I won't hate you. I promise.

Oh and I meant it when I said (I hope I said this to you already... If I didn't then... OMO~~~ >___<) that any girl would be lucky to have someone like you as their boyfriend. 

First off, I know if your girl cried, you'll be there to comfort her and beat the crap out of the person who made her cry. You have such a warm heart. 

I'm so jealous of the girl you like because she has a sweet guy, like you, by her side. I know I have Wooyoung but... There's just something about you that he can't compete with. I don't know... Shh! Don't tell him I told you that.

Aigoo... Long story short, I'm absolutely grateful for being able to have met you. We've shared so many great memories last year, let's make more great ones, araso? ^_^ Hwaiting! ~ (:

Oh, one more thing. 

I love you ^___^ ♥

                                            Sincerely, 

                                                       Hwang Miyoung

I couldn't help but fall to my knees when I finished reading it.

Nadu saranghae, I whispered to myself.

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I walked into our homeroom class a couple minutes before the bell was scheduled to ring, and was surprised when I found a teddy bear sitting on top of Miyoung's desk. I walked up to it and it look at me, innocently, with a blank expression.

What the hell is this piece of crap?

It looks like its ancient. 

Its ears were raggedy.

Its fur was faded and discolored.

Who would give Miyoung such a horrid Valentine present?

Is this a joke or is this real?

Like a weirdo I am, I laughed to myself as I obsereved the little bear. 

This is funny.

"Donghae-sshi!" One of my classmates suddenly came rushing into the doorway of the classroom.

"Yah! Don't startle me like that!" 

"I--I'm sorry-- But--"

"Aish... What do you want?"

"Miyoung--" He huffed and took big gasps of breath.

"What about Miyoung?!" I put the bear back down on the desk and hurridly paced toward the door, "What about Miyoung ?!"

"She's--" He gasped.

"Tell me, damnit!"

"She's--She's in the hospital---"