"You can't do this!" I complained.

I looked at myself in disbelief in the mirror. I was wearing a gorgeous dress, my hair curled, and my face with make-up. I was gonna come on stage and do a duet with a "mystery person." I stepped out of the dressing room carefully walking, still not used to the heels. I found the Super Junior in a room, sitting down.

"Hi! Can I die now?" I asked sarcastically, immediately catching their attention. They stared, some with mouths open. Was their someting on my face? Do I look okay?

"W-who are you?" Sungmin asked suspiciously.

"Hey she's probably an ELF." Leeteuk whispered.

I stared at them and laughed. "Do you not know me? I'm Sunny? Or were you brainwashed?"

"You're not Sunny!" I heard Henry call out.

"Want proof?" I asked grinning.

I cleared my throat, and sung, "Don't forget me, I begged, I remember you said..." 

"IT'S SUNNY! My doll!" Ryewook came to hug me.

"That's what I thought..."

"Why do you look..." 

"Uglier? Taller? Blame the make-up artist..." 

"No no no... You look gorgeous..." 

I blushed. "T-thanks you..."

I quickly took a seat, furthest away from them, and waited nervously. I just won a contest, and now I'm going to sing on stage... In New York City... In Madison Square Garden. I gave out a long sigh. It's gonna be a long day

Okay relax... You're gonna sing next. Just relax. Deep breaths... Then I heard someone say, "Before we end this concert, you might have heard that a girl is staying with Super Junior for a month... Well here she is singing a duet!"

Then I heard through my earpiece, "Please step onto stage now." 

I stepped out, and exhaled, as the music started to Love Really Hurts by Yesung... That means... I'm singing with Yesung. How unexpected. -_-

I started to sing:

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Nan sumeul swil su obseoyo 

Kireul ilheo beoryeotjyo 

Nae kieoki maemalra beoryeoseo 

Geureondedo geudaen taeyeonhi ahmu sanggwan obketjyo

Majimak ilkeorago aeseo kkeonaejyo 

Mianhae chongmal mianhae 

Yi malchochado mianhae 

Chamsimyeon urin modu ilke dwildenikka...

I paused, and heard another voice sing. It was beautiful... 

Yesung appeared from somewhere and we sang together:

Sarang cham apeuda neomu ahpeuda 

Swimeobsi nal utkehago ggeuteobsi nareul ulrinta... 

We sang together, seperately, and eventually ended up together, hand in hand, finishing the song. There was an ocean of screams from all around us, as we bowed. I let my hand slip from him, careful do no one would suspect anything. He got the message, and we waved. I slowly walked blackstage where every singer at that concert was clapping and cheering. For us. For me. This is going to be a new beginning.

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