I couldn’t help it. I frowned, no matter how I was told not to. I could barely understand why they needed me to stay to that place for another night but I did. I even tried to enjoy it as much as I could. See me posting those pictures for everyone to see? I know I didn’t looked like it but I was so damn tired I could barely stand but then it was a nice place. It’s sunny. Everywhere smelt like sea. It reminds me of someone.
I was pushed by the guys my company hired for my protection. I huffed in annoyance and felt the side of my eyes twitched. But then I saw the sea of fans pushing through them, looking like they’re trying to get my attention by shouting my name. I felt rather grateful for some reasons. My iPod is on blast, listening to bigbang’s music- and it made the screaming tolerable.
For some student, that school year has been the worst. Especially to the soccer team and to the people close to them. No matter how hard they have tried, practicing and playing together didn’t work. Not when Kim Jaejoong was not paying attention. Not when their captain was so distracted. Not even when Junsu and Daesung’s jokes weren’t working anymore.
Soccer games weren’t even as exciting as it used to.
With crossed arms and raised brow Dongwook watch his younger sister drag a deep breath as she played with one key on her piano. She has been doing so for the last thirty minutes that he has been there. With one look he knew exactly what was going on.
“I see. Now it’s going to be like this?” He smirked seeing her straightened out from where she was sitting
“I don’t know what you’re talking about oppa” She answered nonchalantly, pretending to fix the lyric sheets that she had been working on.
“Oh I know exactly what is going on” Dongwook pushed himself away from the door frame. “Please go to school Dara. Don’t let Dad find out about this or you’ll get yourself a one way ticket back to New York” He said before turning to walk away.
“Perhaps New York is a better place for me after all” Dara stared at her brother’s retreating back before sighing again.
They were giggling together after Jaejoong whispered how good she looked wearing his oversized shirt when Dara’s brother came into view. He was already eating his breakfast as he looked up seeing his sister being tickled by a man he had not known
He raised a brow when Dara straightened out seeing her older brother.
“Hi!” Jaejoong awkwardly greeted. Now a little embarrassed that he wasn’t even wearing a shirt. Seeing a little resemblance, Jaejoong was guessing this is the older brother Dara was talking about.
Jaejoong sat on his old rusty chair watching her sleep. He had to bring him home a few hours ago just because he had no idea where the girl lived. He had tried calling Yunmi earlier knowing that his friend and the new girl were hitting it off for a few days now.
He of course had seen them together in school. How could he missed it? The girls had been hanging out lately and the fact that Yunmi was Bom’s best friend wouldn’t really be missed out. But Yunmi has been evasive for the last couple of hours already and Jaejoong was left with no other options but to bring her home.
Of course he had liked driving her car. He had hoped to drive one ever since and he had to thank the fact that the girl was so drunk that she couldn’t even drive home. Well aside from the fact that he had hated how drunk she is that she couldn’t even walk straight.
They sat awkwardly beside each other as the professor discussed some things about their little recital. It wasn’t that big of a planning actually, but a little show to show that the music class was still there- alive.
It was really so simple, students comes up with their own piece. Make it themselves and play it. Of course Dara wasn’t really a composer and she grunted knowing that she wouldn’t come up with anything even if they would give her forever to do it.
Jaejoong watch silently as the girl squirm on her seat. And was gladly thanking god that she was as awkward as him. it wouldn’t be nice if she was as loud and persuasive as the other girls were. He would not know how to deal with it if she was. In fact, Jaejoong wasn’t up to dealing with it even if he knew how.
Dara walked like a zombie towards her own car as soon as her last class was dismissed. She had not gotten over the information that was supplied to her a day ago. She deeply heaved a breath and sat on her car just thinking and cursing life.
She will be having her music class again tomorrow and she will be going to meet that guy again. Dara couldn’t help but to agree with everyone. That Kim Jaejoong, was indeed a beauty to look at.
Yesterday, she had spent the remaining hours before 6 in the afternoon just watching him play soccer. Dara wondered why seeing him ran around with his friends, throwing an occasional smile made her day. It was probably the fact that at least, he was smiling. Unlike her who hadn’t really smile for what seemed like century. She could not even remember when was the last time that she did.