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.
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.
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.
Jaejoong smiled as he watched her from the bench that she was sitting on. The girl must have been waiting for too long she was already slouching back on the bench her hair neatly tucked at the side of her head as she looked up to the sky.
He concluded that she was probably counting the stars out of boredom and Jaejoong instantly felt bad for making her wait.
He sneaked around her and playfully covered her eyes. Purposely lowering his voice hoping she would not recognize it.
The university soccer team was on the last hour of their soccer practice and everyone was running tired and annoyed. Their captain has been working them out so well that their knees were already shaking a bit.
Jaejoong yelled for Junsu as he tried another instep kick to long pass the ball to their forward player. Junsu immediately took it with gusto, dribbling the ball towards the unsuspecting goal keeper- Yoochun.
Yunho huffed. Rather angry at how the supposed attentive keeper wasn’t paying attention as the ball pass right through his side without any form of resistance. In fact Yoochun didn’t exactly move from his spot and was rather preoccupied by something.
Jaejoong watched her back as she stood looking out of the window silently he knew she was not even seeing anything visible out of it. Dara had been standing there at the same spot ever since they arrived at his penthouse that same afternoon.
How long has it been? It was already dinner time which meant his girlfriend for 2 years has been standing there for 3 hours already right after they got out of the court room.
He had never seen her looked so devastated and lost before. Not during the time when her cat Daddoong died.
Not even when her father suddenly showed up asking for asylum because he had gotten so bankrupt his new family threw him out.