faster-than-expected update. thanks to the support/responses^^....and also flowing inspiration from the awesome songs i'm listening to lately...anyway, i'm not sure if this is considered good or bad news. remember the poll from previous chapter? well.....actually when i wrote last chapter.....it was already sort of a setup for long version.....but when i checked back the poll result n found majority voted for short version(at the time i checked,there was just 1 vote for long ver.xD) i decided to go back to original plan for short ver. so yeah....here it is....after all, if i make it long ver. probly to more into Eunhyuk's story n maybe add some bad guys' involvement...like the reporter or whatever......n maybe some more story on Kara's side...anyway, short version won, so...we're gearing towards the end now.

Thanks again for the votes people, even seeing there are still people reading n voting make me really surprised and happy.

more ramblings will be continued at the bottom.....get on with the fic first...xD

 

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'It's not fair for him. To be wounded inside out like that. But life, in the first place, is never a fair game. Then again, does covering a wound instead of getting treatment actually heals better? Shall I use this method to heal my wounds too, then?'       "Eunhyuk ssi.....let go. You're hurting my hand...... I was so cool when I said it, right? It's alright Park Gyuri. You did the right thing. Finally. All that matters now is making more fans for Kara, not crying over a jerk. That's it." She placed both her forefingers at both ends of her lips, practicing forced smiles. It was harder than she thought.   "Gyuri sunbaenim...."   Her eyes instantly widened at the voice calling for her, and even more so at the realization that he might have heard her talking alone.   'Pabo Gyuri. You should've talk without voice. Aish...you're just talking to yourself. Pabo!'   She turned to face him with the calmest expression, braving a goddessly Diva face.   "What?"   "...the Director.....was looking for you just now."   "Oh...okay."   He took the short answers as dismissal from her. Perhaps there was something she didn't want him to see. And so he wouldn't.   "W..wait. Siwan ssi! I just want to know. Why?"   "Why what? Oh....I guess to resume shooting of course. Why else would he be looking for you?"   "No. I mean....why? Is it worth it?"   The change in her intonation gave away what she was talking about. The subject he dreaded but he slowly yet firmly nodded.   "Yes."   "Why?"   "Because I want everything to return to what they used to be...at the cafe. Not everyone can afford to be greedy. I won't anymore."   "Is that why you call him to be in this music video? Is that why you let him beat you up to this?"   He squirmed and set his gaze on the stone floor, trying to find an answer that's good enough to satisfy her questions. But the Gyuri standing before him, confronting him with determination in her voice and eyes, is not the same frail, heartbroken Gyuri he often saw at the cafe everytime Eunhyuk failed to show up because of his schedules and other commitments. In fact, this is the same Gyuri he first met inside the radio studio. Aloof yet caring, who kept on a strong facade even though she stumbled a lot and was pretty clumsy. She had regal air though, even when just wearing T-shirt and had her hair tied messily. She was strong. Despite s laughing off and jokingly making fun of her whenever she made awkward remarks on-air, she didn't falter. Even when he noticed the embarrassed cringe she tried to hide. She didn't take advantage of manipulating them with her beauty, neither did she use cute act or use her seniority power or played her weak card. She was really cool. He wondered if Eunhyuk liked her for the same reasons. He probably would never have to get the answer, but Eunhyuk must really be serious about her or why would he risk his reputation beating him up in t