"Kyuhyun?" I ask as I open the door into his room to see him on his knees ontop of some manuscript papper, sobbing

"What do you want?" He asks hostile

"Is ther anything you'd like me to do?"

"Make this pain go away." He says pointing to his heart

"Prince it's okay!" I say running to his side and pulling his fragile body into my arms

"No, it's not okay, you wouldn't understand." He says, breaking my grip on him and he walks over to the window

"Would you like to hear a story?"

"Sure."

"There once was a boy and a girl who loved each other dearily, however the boy's parents died when he was very young and he had to work almost every hour of the day for himself and his sister. However, the girl never stopped loving the boy."

"So is this supposed to make me happy? This is the most predictable story, the boy marries the girl and they live happily ever after." He says pouting

"You didn't let me finish Prince. One day when the girl confessed her love to the boy, the boy who had almost nothing says he doesn't feel the same way, even though he loves her just as much as she does for him. The boy not wanting the girl to suffer in poverty, lies about how much he loathes her and how he never wants to marry her. A few years later, the girl, getting married, goes one last time to the boy in an attempt to get him to confess his true feelings. However, the boy still tells her how much he despises her. The girl en