And when I first met you I never would have imagined that I would have such strong feelings for you..

14^th January 2007

Haewon shifted the heavy bagpack on her back uncomfortably with an unhappy pout, complaining mentally that her mother is being too bias towards her brother by cooking his all his favourite food for lunch again. She has lunch at home too, but she always forced her to eat those yucky vegetables that she hates the most. Yet her brother gets to eat all the fried food.

If it wasn’t for the fact that she could sneak to the mall after sending her brother lunch, she would not even want to step into this place at all. Not only was it a hassle to get into this place with all the security checks, she disliked how the people here looked at her; girls glared while guys ogled, it was irritating and disgusting.

“Waiting for me pretty girl?”

“Or are you here to watch me dance?” One of the males who came out from the practice room asked her. A few others who came out behind him checked her out from top to toe, whistling to what they saw; clearly liking ever bit of her.

Rolling her eyes, Haewon openly expressed her dislike. She could never hides her feelings, and she never likes to anyway. Turning her face away, she crossed her arms, refusing to look at them.

“Ooooh, sassy!” The guy teased, “Totally my type!”

“Your type for viewing purpose only.” Another voice interrupted them, making them turn their heads together. Pulling Haewon by her waist, the girl collapsed into his embrace as he put his arms around her. “She’s my girlfriend. Don’t even think of touching her.”

“I didn’t know she’s your girlfriend hyung! I’m sorry!” The other guy bowed politely, afraid to offend Jiyong for he is one of the oldest trainees here. “You’re lucky to get such a pretty girlfriend!”

“Of course.” Jiyong replied proudly, as though what he said was the truth. “Get going then.”

“Yah. I’m not your girlfriend!” Haewon pushed him away with an even more annoyed expression than she had earlier. How dare he hug her, he’s so sweaty and smelly.

With a smile, Jiyong replied. “Soon, you will be. Wanna bet?”

“Bet what?”

“Let’s flip a coin. Heads, I’m yours. Tails, you’re mine.”

“Jerk.” Pushing past him, Haewon stormed into the practice room to look for her brother instead. Her dislike for Jiyong is probably worst than the others who openly flirt with her. Although they were gross with their words, at least they wouldn’t touch her or go close to her like how he chose to sit beside her while her brother and her had lunch together.

“Wonnie, you didn’t bring my share?” After waiting for Haewon to take out all the food, the siblings dug in right away. He frowned at the girl beside him but she rolled her eyes once again, ignoring him entirely.

“Wonnie, why… I told you to bring for me.”

“I want to eat your mum’s food too..”

“Why wouldn’t you bring for me?”

“Why….”

Kiwon watched how Jiyong kept whining to his sister who turned in the opposite direction so she had her back facing him instead. He stifled back a laugh as his best friend went on and on about it, failing to earn his sister’s attention, not even for a split second.

“Oppa, I’m done. I’m going off.” Wiping , Haewon hurriedly picked up her empty bagpack and turned around to leave before her brother could even say bye. Looking at her watch, she can spend at least an hour at the mall before heading home. With that, she stepped out of the YG building onto the sunny pavement, shielding her eyes from the sun’s rays as she made her way to the bus-stop.

All of a sudden, she felt someone caught her by her elbows and dragged her forward hurriedly. She couldn’t react in time and all she could do was to follow the stranger who was wearing a cap lowly out of the YG building in shock.

“What the hell are you doing?!” Haewon pulled her elbow out and shoved the man away roughly when she realize what was happening. It was then she saw the familiar pair of eyes that belongs to her brother’s irritating best friend.

“Just… keep walking please. Hide me…” He begged lowly as they passed the front desk of the building, sticking as close to her as possible so no one would see him sneaking.

“Why must I!” She yanked her hand away once again, but was being held down firmly be him.

“Please… I will tell you when we get out of here. Just hide me first.”

However, he didn’t tell her anything. Not even when they were sitting beside each other on the bus, or now when he insisted that he would tell her over milkshake. He just sat opposite her, sipping his vanilla milkshake as he stared at her, couldn’t take his eyes off her. Jiyong realized that he could watch her for a single minute and find a thousand things that he likes about the girl before her. It was just so amazing that he couldn’t stop gazing at her.

Rolling her eyes, Haewon folded her arms and crossed her legs. The guy before her followed her from the YG building all the way to the mall, without uttering a single word. All he did was stare at her with those eyes that gave her goosebumps and she couldn’t stand it anymore. Standing up, she pushed her chair back and turned around to leave.

“Wait.” Jiyong stood up and grabbed her hand before she turned around to leave.

“What do you want? You are totally wasting my time!” Haewon replied in a tone filled with annoyance.

“Why do you dislike me so much?” Jiyong asked with a frown. It wasn’t hard for him to notice when she was constantly tossing him irked expressions and replying him in an irritated voice

“Because you are a flirt.”

“Who told you that?”

“My brother.”

With that, Jiyong let out a sigh, his grip on her hand loosened causing the girl to turn back in surprise. However, he did not notice the change in her actions at all. He was too preoccupied with her calling him a flirt. Yes he is a smooth talker, he teases girls like how he but he never had the intention to be with them, bed them or whatsoever. He just likes talking to them and making them smile. What’s wrong with making people’s day? Since young, his mother had taught him that men shouldn’t make women cry, so he chooses to make them laugh, is that wrong?

“I’m not a flirt…” Jiyong muttered. He remembered the first time when he saw her, he stopped in his track because he got this tickling in his chest. It was a strange and new feeling so he kept watching her, observing how she frowns, pouts and then smiles, he felt as though his facial expressions were tuned together with hers; they mirrored after hers. He didn’t know why but it just happened. He felt happy just by watching her and he felt the burning desire to make her smile and laugh too.

The sweet looking girl turns out to be much more difficult than he had expected. She doesn’t smile at him like the other girls do, she rolls her eyes at him instead. She doesn’t laugh at his jokes like other girls do, she gags at them instead, saying that it was way out of her humor level. Her straight forwardness made Jiyong even more motivated. He wanted her lips to hook upwards because of him, he wanted that beautiful smile to be there because of him.

But, he just didn’t like it when he calls him a flirt. He isn’t one and he doesn’t want her to associate him as one.

“I seem like one but I’m really not…”

“I… haven’t even have my first love yet…”

Haewon turned around and looked at the guy who had his eyes on the table. The grip on her wrist loosened. The boy’s usual cheeky grin wasn’t visible, he wore a sad frown instead. The disappointment in his voice was too obvious to go unnoticed, but what shocked her the most were the things he told her. She didn’t need to know that. She was merely his best friend’s sister, not even his friend.

“If you really don’t like me flirting, I promise I will not talk to other girls from now on.” Jiyong looked into her black eyes earnestly, his grip around her wrist tightened firmly. That moment, he realized that he might be in love with the girl before her but he is waiting until he is sure to tell her though. “I won’t even make them smile at all.”  

Clearing , Haewon looked away uncomfortably. Her weak spot is when people talks to her nicely, her heart softens at their voices almost immediately. She could be mean to people who irritates her but she couldn’t be so when they become nice to her. Without pulling away, she unknowingly allowed Jiyong to hold her hand as they stood in the milkshake place looking one another.

“Does.. my opinion even.. matter?” She asked awkwardly. Her heart raced a little faster than usual.

Nodding his head frantically, Jiyong cleared up. “I just don’t want you to dislike me.”

“I’d rather be ignored by a hundred, than by you.”

I need to write a 3k essay. Why can't it be a ff instead? I can write 30k words story and it's not a problem. 

Someone save me from reality. ):