10 years later…

“Nana-shi, you have a visitor,” her secretary informed her.

“Can’t you see I’m in a smoke break?” she asked annoyingly then put back the cigarette on . “Who is it?”

“He said he’s your friend.”

“I don’t have a friend,” she says as she releases the smoke out of . She was telling the truth. She remains as aloof as ever. She doesn’t want to befriend anyone. She doesn’t want anyone to be close to her and find out who her family were.

Her eyes automatically went to the door as she heard it opened. Her heart almost drops when he saw that face. Gone the boyish hairdo and face, but still that familiar smirk on his face as she always remembers. He looks like a man now, more mature. And here comes that uncontrollable beating of her heart again, that familiar feeling she always feel whenever she saw her back in high school. That guy, his greatest crush, the prince, the great Jung Sunwoo.

“Kim Nana, oraemaniya. (Kim Nana, long time, no see)”

Yes. It’s been a while. After she graduated high school, she left home. That’s the only condition her father gave her in order to get out of his grip. She didn’t tell anyone where she is now. Not even her family or the member of the Color Bar- the band she was once a member. It’s not that she doesn’t like the members of the Color Bar. Actually, the days with the Color Bar were the happiest day in her life, although she won’t ever admit it to anyone else.

The Color Bar was made of students with different personalities that you wouldn’t think will fit in together. They were classmates who were never friends. It was created just because of a ‘dog poop’. Yes. They found out later that it was really a dog who took a dump into a historical palace the class volunteered to clean. And they were the ones who were captured in a CCTV escaping the crime scene. Wel