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moon yun hee

i'm pleading to you, please, I'm pleading to you
to the sky, my prayer goes to the sky
cheer me up, cheer me up

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                                              "DJ blow my speakers up!"


                                              You'd think that a Korean girl would have a Korean song to wake herself up, but for some reasons he did not and it was one of her minor theme songs. The girl let her hand fiddle around with her nightstand and finally punched the damn alarm off. Her head hurt from yesterday, maybe she had a little bit too much...but then again she didn't even drink, so how would that work? Someone must have drugged that punch of hers? She wouldn't be surprised since that Japanese incident, God who the ******** would have thought that someone would abuse her when she was drunk? Never mind that was just a stupid question to even think about. Since her head still hurt she put the white covers over her head and closed her eyes again, she just a few more minutes for sleep and she would be feeling better that didn't work out the way she wanted though. All of a sudden someone threw some kind of liquid at her covers and the water seep through the covers and onto her. She jumped up from her spot, and glared at her unnie, sure she was a bit chubbier than the other girls around here, but it made her unique even though she didn't like the fact her unnie was always teased about it. "Get up girlie," said her sister in a boyish voice. The girl glared at her unnie, she was now soaking wet, and her head still hurt from yesterday. "Give me a few minutes, Jesus Christ who made you my mother?" the girl said. Her unnie smirked, the only way to get her out of her bed was to drag her and that was impossible if you didn't know her too well. Last time it was ear pulling, what the hell was she up to now? Ow, ow, ow! Her unnie was now pulling her delicate black hair to the limit, this was worse than when she pulled her nose and her eye lashes.

                                              "Why does it take you so long to get out of your own bed?" asked her unnie. Maybe it was the fact she either stayed up too long for her assignments or maybe it was because she just couldn't sleep at night, or the last ones the parties. She only partied during the holidays though, she was taking a break from the parties, the alcohol and the sex. But instead the skinny Korean girl just shrugged her shoulders and stared at the dinner table, that chick really did know how to make a breakfast for herself, it was like the best western style breakfast she had seen. This was what she got for having a sister who wanted to be a professional chef, she blinked at it for a moment, should she try it? I mean what's the worst that could happen? Well, she could binge and then have to throw it all up, she didn't like how much calories were in that food. "You want some Yun Hee? You really do need some kind of meat on your bones," said her sister. The girl shook her head and said, "I just need some medicine, my head hurts. And no, it was not from yesterday because I did nothing wrong yesterday." She then headed into the kitchen, opened the wooden cabinet and grabbed the medicine. Finding an unopened water bottle she opened it put the medicine in her mouth and swallowed the stupid white pill. Pills, they never make you throw up, however she really didn't want to throw up the pill because then the effects wouldn't work, and she would have a headache all day! Besides, why would she want to puke so early in the morning it was not worth it. Plus she didn't want to get her pajamas all disgusting with puke anyways, it once again was not worth it.

                                              Speaking of pajamas, she really should go change if she wanted to get to school on time for once. Yunny zoomed out of the kitchen before her sister could say anything about breakfast and ran into her room. Her pink room, she never really liked the color pink...if she could have designed her own room, she would made it like a night club; club lights somewhere, disco ball, dark blue almost black wallpaper and put up posters of random hot Korean boys. Did she mention she'd put a bottle of vodka somewhere too? She'd do that too, but then again it wasn't her house it was her parent's house so she couldn't pick what mommy dearest thought was her favorite. She sighed again at the thought of this stupid room and opened the doors to her walk-in closet, that's right she had a WALK-IN CLOSET, mostly because she just had a lot of clothes, and never cleaned up the whole thing. She grabbed some old worn-out blue shorts and a white and black t-shirt (outfit) it was sunny out, so some summery clothes would be a good idea! She then headed out the closet, shut the door and went into her own bathroom. Yunny glared at the tube of toothpaste, the tube was not on it and there was a glob of white toothpaste on the counter. Didn't she say not to use that toothpaste!? Yah, her sister was gonna get it and she was gonna get it the same way she got it through a bucket of water, well not a bucket but something like that. Sighing, being the good sister cleaned up the mess and grabbed her purple toothbrush and brushed her teeth. Quickly she even straightened her hair and headed out of the bathroom, down the stairs once again and almost out the door. Yeah, she said almost out the door her sister was being mom again and checking her outfit.

                                              At last after checking every detail of her outfit she asked, "Do you need a ride?" Yun Hee blinked, did she just ask her for a ride, when she was old enough to drive her convertible? No way in hell was her sister driving her. Besides, it wasn't that long of a walk anyways. "I'm nineteen, I can drive and besides I rather walk than drive any day," Yun Hee said. With that she put on her gray sneakers, her plaid backpack and headed out of the house. It was only a five minute walk from her house to the school, the only thing different from this walk than the others were that people were actually glaring at her and that was probably because she snagged a hottie for a boyfriend, kekeke. Now if only they knew the real reason why she got that boy then maybe they wouldn't be glaring. It was something like blackmailing I mean knowing someone's secret was one thing, but threatening to use it against the person oh ho ho ho, that was another. "Hey Yun Hee!" yelled one of the many angry girls who were now coming over to her. "You really don't deserve a man like Dong Sun," said one of the girls who now had a smirk on her face. Yun Hee blinked at her, what did she just say? It was as if he would break up with her and he would hook up with one of them. "I'm sorry what did you say? I was too busy looking at your boobs," she said. Then the girl rose her eyebrow and Yun Hee smirked in reply, the girl did have big melons that was the only reason why someone would hook up with her because her boobs covered her face in bed. "You must really like girls then are you sure you're not a lesbian?" said the girl. A lesbian her? Sure she sounded like a lesbian at that comment, but she was indeed a heterosexual lady. "You must have nothing to say with you just had to say the L word," Yun Hee said nonchalantly. The girl took a step closer to Yun Hee and made it seem like she was superior to her, but there was no way that she was superior. Then Yun Hee smiled devilishly and said, "You can kiss my a**, darling." With that she turned away from the conversation like a diva and headed to school.

                                              The girl finally arrived at school and thought for a moment where the hell would Dong Sun-shii would be. He'd probably needed his space, so with that Yun Hee was about to enter the school when ANOTHER FAN GIRL APPEARED. OH MY GOD WHY THE HELL WERE THERE SO MANY FAN GIRLS?! Yun Hee groaned, she needed a drink or a cigarette at this point these people stressed her out. "Where's Dong Sun oppa?" she asked. Yun Hee did an American style thing and shrugged her shoulders, she really didn't know where he was. "A girlfriend who doesn't know where her boyfriend is, you're quite a crappy girlfriend then," said the girl. She didn't have time to deal with this girl at the moment, she just needed to walk inside of the school. She just rolled her eyes and was about to go in when the girl blocked her from the door, jeez what was the problem and not talking to her? "Yeah, I'm such a horrible girlfriend and you're such a better one," she said sarcastically. The fan girl flipped her faux blonde hair and Yun Hee rolled her eyes, jeez who the hell did she think she was? "Now would you move?" Yun Hee said angrily. No reply, so instead Yun Hee just pushed her to the side and headed inside the school. Gawd, she hated these fan girls, and why would they call people that they barely know OPPA!? Hello, just call them sunbae or say their names with shii, seriously they weren't friends. Oh yeah she really needed a drink at this time and now.

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the hostess ice princess


          "YAH, CHUNDERELLA!"


          A person couldn't get any sleep in a place like this, it was horrible. But then again Step-mother Kim was the different kind of horrible. The girl pulled the covers over her head and tried to get back to sleep, but she should have realized that was a stupid idea since he pulled the covers off and pushed her off the bed. "Stepmother Kim...another time, I wanna sleep..." she mumbled her chocolate brown eyes closing again. But stepmother was in a very stepmother mode and at once had blew an air horn in her ear, which made her jolt up and hit her head on the night table. Ouch, stepmother was PMSing today, wasn't she? "What the he- You could have poured water on me like last time! Was it really necessary to do that?" she asked angrily. The girl finally sat up from the floor and started staring at the man in front of her, he looked like a kid but acted like a stupid, jobless man, who would be yelling at her again if she didn't get up from the ground and get ready for work or something. In five, four, three, two..."Yah, Chunderella get up from the floor, you'll be late for school that way!" yelled the stepmother again. Oh wait, what time was it!? Was it really a Friday, wait wasn't yesterday a Friday? Stepmother would have told her if there was...wait, he did the other night while they were watching the Family Outing marathon and she had to go to bed earlier than usual...Her memory must have been that bad to forget something that important. Damn, she thought she was going to have another day of Family Outing than going to school. The girl groaned and got up from the blue carpet and started scratching the back of her head. "You better find a job while I'm away, Stepmother Kim," she said quietly while pushing him out of her room Chunderella could hear his complaints while she was shutting the door of hers. Yah, that man knew how to complain, didn't he?

          With that the girl quickly tore off her purple pajamas and took out the uniform she had in her closet. It was just hanging on a hanger like all her other clothes, except this one was hanging on the inside of the door. With that she took off the uniform from the hanger and quickly put it on before that pervert could come in again and ask if she was ready for school. She then headed for the bathroom, hoping that he wouldn't hog it or not let her in so she couldn't brush her teeth. Then again, she'd just push him out of the bathroom if that happened or if he locked her out, she'd take the keys and unlock the door. It really was a simple thing to do if she wasn't allowed to be in the bathroom. The door of the bathroom was unlocked and he was in there shirtless. Her eyes will forever lose their virginity because the guy was disgusting without his shirt on. Well, actually he had a six pack and very toned body but still it was weird to see him like that. "Uh...you look nice," said the stepmother awkwardly. The girl put her hand on her eyes so she could shield her eyes. "Put some clothes on, stepmother," she hissed, ignoring the compliment she heard from him. She really could care less if he thought she looked good in her uniform, she could care less if any guy said that actually. She really did not need to see him shirtless or even nude, it would make their living situation even worse. Chun Hei couldn't even believe she was really rooming with him in the first place, this would be impossible to live with! She opened her eyes again and quickly grabbed the essentials, brushed her teeth, brushed her hair and put on her contacts.

          The girl quickly headed out of the bathroom and ran straight to the kitchen where Stepmother Kim was making breakfast for himself as usual, since she wasn't a fan of having a big breakfast in the morning, she rather have a cereal bar and be on her way. He was making Korean-style pancakes, no fair! He needed to save for her when she got home from work, or put some in for her lunch anyways. He looked up from his cooking and smiled at her. "I put some rice cakes in your backpack," he said. Rice cakes? Oh, they better be spicy rice cakes! Chun Hei grabbed her backpack that was laying against the chair, grabbed a cereal bar as well and unwrapped it, that box of cereal bars should last her for a couple of weeks after going to the stores just yesterday, but other than those things she worried about the food they had, sure she didn't eat much and stepmother didn't use as much ingredients as he did in the past, but knowing that they might not have money for food in the future was a bad thing. I mean stepmother needed to go find a job, but with her having two jobs she had to work overtime and try to get a part-time job somewhere else (where they could accept her personality) and pay for the bills as well. Even at the thought of that it made her bite her lip and made her look worried as well. Stepmother saw that look because a moment later he gave her a reassuring smile, like he knew he was going to get a job soon. That was weird, he usually hugged her or touched her shoulder to make her feel better, though it never did. She just hated when she had some kind of skinship with a guy...she seemed to be like that even when she was at the orphanage.

          With that the girl put her backpack on her back, and headed out of the apartment. "YAH, CHUNDERELLA! I'M SUPPOSED TO TAKE YOU TO SCHOOL!" yelled the stepmother. Aiish, the guy was so loud! He was going to annoy the neighbors like that! You better run, run, run, run she thought to herself if she didn't want to look like a little eight year old letting her stepmother drive her to school. She was eighteen she could drive herself to school if she had a car, stepmother wouldn't let her drive his car because he said he didn't want anyone to damage his baby (thank God his parents were still rich enough to take care of his car), but still after all this time you'd think he would think she was trustworthy. But if he had a car, then she had the bike. Champion, as she liked to call the bike because she felt like a champion when she rode it, and it was also a good thing that the school wasn't that far away because now she could ride her bike everyday to school and it would be a wonderful exercise. "YAH, CHUNDERELLA!" yelled stepmother again. The evil little stepmother interrupted her thoughts, and she started running away from him, aiish...she could ride a bike in a skirt, however running in a skirt wasn't the best idea (I see London, I see France, anyone). But she had to run if she didn't want to be driven to school. It was a good thing that they lived on the second floor because she wouldn't have to run that far and she quick;y said hi to their other friends that lived in the apartments (when she was running of course), and ran out to the parking lot. When she got to her bike, she unlocked the lock from the bike parking lot, got on her bike and started pedaling to school. God, if stepmother caught up with her, she would be in for an earful.

          Chun Hei never rode her bike in the streets, but always on the sidewalk because it seemed safer to ride on the sidewalk than on the streets. After a few minutes of watching the things in front of her (which was frankly really boring, it wasn't worthy enough to tell the details), she finally arrived at the parking lot, put her bike away and smiled at her red bike with pride. Once again she got away from stepmother because of this bike, plus her skirt wasn't damaged somehow. But whatever, she was probably early or something because she was trying to get out of that place as fast as she was, but man she should have checked the time before she left her house if this was going to happen, well being too early anyways. The girl adjusted her tie, fixed her shoes (gawd they even had heels for the uniform, wonderful) and headed inside the school. What she hated about this school was the people, majority of them were people who acted nice but on the inside just wanted to kill you which was actually the complete opposite of her, she acted cold, but she wanted the best for you. A new semester, a new meet and greet (again they all knew each other) but the same old classes, with that she headed inside one her first period classroom and before you knew it that Jae Lin (who was bugging Ha Yeon a minute ago) came running over to her like she wanted some out of her (who was she to do that to someone not of her kind?) and said, "God, you look like a mess in that uniform, but at least you look better in this than that tacky clown bowtie." Was that the best thing she could say to her? She wasn't as bitchy in the morning than when she was at the bakery. "Jae Lin-shii, you're voice reminds me of a little whiny girl, why don't you go whine to your other friends?" she replied politely. With that she brushed Jae Lin off and headed over to Cho Hee, giving her a small smile as a greeting.
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INTRODUCING ;
KWONCHUNHYANG
( THE SCENT OF A FLOWER THAT BLOOMS IN SPRING )
I'm looking looking looking at you, but I still miss you ; Everyday you make me crazy, even my soul goes crazy
I'm hooked hooked hooked on you ; My body is hooked on you, you drive me crazy

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                                            When was that guy gonna come back? She kind of just sat there until Jin Ho (sort of in a way) kicked her out and now she was stuck in the lounge area until her boss came back. She sort of felt bad for him, but then again she felt worse for his halmoni thinking that they would actually fall in love with each other, tch. But what was worse was that SHE adored CHUN HYANG, was she really that oblivious to the fact that they really didn't like each other? Not that she was trying to make seem dumb, it was just kind of weird that she didn't realize that. All they talked about was work anyways, it's not a great idea to have two people who only talk about work hook up together.

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                                    _____________A LITTLE SHOUT OUT

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                                    ____bad woman by FT island
                                    xxx____`As if nothing had happened.

                                    ____pretty boy by 2NE1
                                    xxx____`you can't do that.



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                                    ____chweh kyung mi
                                    ____seventeen
                                    ____may nineth
                                    ____162 cm
                                    ____43 kg
                                    ____A+
                                    ____heterosexual



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                                    ____baking
                                    ____music
                                    ____harajuku lovers
                                    ____studying


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                                    ____dogs
                                    ____bugs
                                    ____when I get distracted
                                    ____that other girl


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                                    ____tapping my pencil against a notebook.
                                    ____humming to songs when bored.
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Yun Mi Hi

the new SM ENT. trainee, ya know?


          Gawd, this was painful her head still hurt from yesterday disaster, her sister shouldn't have let her stay at the club by herself. Stupid unnie, thinking I wouldn't get in trouble or anything. Mi Hi thought to herself, hangovers were her worst nightmares and she just hated when these things happened to her. She sat on her bed waiting for some kind of sign, and by then she started humming to Davichi's 8282 just because it reminded her of phone calls, and started dancing to it at one point because she was just so bored. But after dancing for a while, you kind of get bored and she headed downstairs with her phone in her hands. The girl got bored easily, and maybe she could bug her sister about anything or just make her really pissed off while she waited for Minho oppa to reply back to her text, not that she minded waiting, she just got bored of waiting.

          When Mi Hi got downstairs, her sister was texting someone on her phone. Probably her boyfriend, but yesterday she was making out with someone else at the club last night, she remember everything about what happened with her unnie last night, but she didn't remember anything that happened with her last night. Supposedly, she got a tattoo on her lower back that said SHINee, or something like that, but she needed to take a picture of her back to figure out what it really said. "Hey unnie, do you remember who you were macking out with?" asked Mi Hi with a funny little smile on her face. Her sister looked up from her phone and glared at her. Let the fun begin! "Because if I recall, he was a handsome young man," she continued. Oh yeah he was FINE, if you took off his fake glasses that is, but other than that he really was hot. The curious and childish girl gave her unnie another smile, but then her phone started ringing, and Minho replied back to her text. Her sister gave her a small smile and Mi just rolled her eyes at her, guys were yucky, why would she look at her with those eyes!?

          to: minho oppa
          from: mi hi
          OH MY GOSH, THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!
          hmmmmm. . . .
          do you need to go anywhere first?
          i mean, i do know where the sm building is, so i could meet you there.


          After sending the text to him, she got up from her spot and headed out of the house, her sister would be driving her to the subway, and then Mi would get onto the subway with her things and get insanely bored and start texting people while she was on her way there. I swear it was one boring ride to get from here to there to anywhere, anyways. But, there wouldn't be much to see since again she'd been in Seoul a couple of times before, and she it didn't really fascinate her going through the subways majority of the times. But, this time would actually be somewhat different because she would be staying with THE SHINee, not some fake Chinese SHINee, or a copycat, but the real deal. The fan girls would be insanely jealous of her or something like that, and others well...who really knew what they would be up to, anyways? Maybe she'd get lucky and not get any antis because she was just living with those guys, and not doing anything else so horrible and stuff. Or, maybe they'd think poorly of her and think, gawd what the hell is wrong with this blonde b***h? Hey, she had an alliteration going on! But, still that would be mean, and she'd get upset if something like that would happen.

          The girl twirled her blonde dyed hair, she died it a while ago, her sister disapproved but then again she disapproved of everything, so really it was fine. "Yah, get your a** moving, it's time to leave," her sister called who was almost out the door. That girl did she really not want her to be able to get to her subway trip on time? Shame on her! Mi Hi got up from her spot and headed after her, hoping she wouldn't take off without her because she didn't want to drive her to the subway (that was actually possible, she did that once before). "Hey, wait for me!" she yelled when she got her shoes on, and her sister already had the car on which meant she might actually go without her. Grrr, that girl, she ended up having to run a couple of blocks before her sister finally pulled over, and let her into that car of hers. She really is the devil when she wanted to, wasn't she? With that she finally got into the car, sat in the backseat (she didn't trust her sister's driving), and then they got to the subway a few minutes before she had to be on the subway. When Mi Hi had to depart, she gave her sister a quick hug and headed onto the transportation she call, her trip out of this hell.
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Yun Mi Hi

                                        Rather then butting in


          "Hey, hand me the wrench," Mi Hi said from underneath the red convertible. Once again she stayed up all night and this is what she was doing since four AM in the morning. After since that announcement of being engaged with that, that thing she'd been working on cars everyday as if her life depended on it. It wasn't as if she didn't want to get some sleep (she really needed some sleep), it was just that the worst thing could have happened at the moment and she was not in the mood to deal with a guy who gave her more attitude than she did or whatever it was, but at times it seemed like he was a female and she was the guy with the c**k. "Dude, we're already ahead in work, do you really need to do this?" her brother asked, giving her the wrench (supposedly he asked her to fix his car). After doing something she threw the wrench back and escaped from the car. Mi Hi grabbed the rag that was on top of the hood and started wiping the dirt off her hands. Her clothes were already dirty, and her face probably had a speck of dirt on her face, but she could care less about that, with that she threw the rag back at him and smirked. "You're really the idiot bro," she said. With that she took a seat on the hard and cold ground of her brother's garage. Her brother was probably going inside grabbing her a drink or something, but still working on cars kept her occupied, and it let her mind think about other things than that stupid marriage.

          "So, Kim Kang Dae..." he trailed off after coming back from the kitchen with a water bottle and was that a bottle of beer with him? Was he trying to get her drunk this early in the morning, or what the hell was going on? He finally realized the look on her face, and he said, "It's not beer, trust me. My wife would kill me if she figured out I was giving some alcohol to her sister in law." That's right her brother was married, not that she liked it. His wife was a pain in the a**, always complaining that she was waking her up from her much needed beauty sleep. The chick needed to give it a rest, you had to admit she was pretty damn fine though. The girl rolled her eyes and caught the bottle he threw her. "You really wanna know the real Kim Kang Dae?" she asked suspiciously. Maybe he really should have brought some beer with him, I mean it would be easier for her to talk about Kang Dae if she was drunk. He nodded his head and the girl took a long swig of water, as if it was beer. "The man is a douche. He's so what ya call it, oh sharp-tongued in the way. It's bad enough that we hate each other, but he got that girl pregnant. Man if I could get my hands on him, oh his crotch area would be in trouble, trouble indeed," she said, a devilish smile appearing onto her face. He wasn't her cup of tea, and she sort of did need someone to punch at when she was angry. She twirled one of her blonde-dyed locks, she used to have brown hair, but she was getting bored with that color and dyed it blonde just because she liked the color yellow.

          And at that point her phone started ringing and she took it out of her pants pocket, did someone actually call her at this time? Nope, it was just an alarm that said she had to go to the wedding planner's today, ugh why did she have to go? Couldn't that priss Kang Dae handle it, she could care less about a wedding and trying to figure out this and that was really not her favorite thing to do. "What was that?" her brother asked getting up from his seat and giving her a weird brotherly look. Mi Hi gave him a "don't worry" look and got up from her spot, she really didn't want to go anywhere at the moment, maybe she could stay at his house for a while and avoid the appointment altogether. "I guess I have a date with a wedding planner...yah, why did you drag me into this damn mess?!" she yelled, not caring if his wife woke up from it. She hated the fact she was in an arranged marriage, she hated the fact that Kang Dae got her ex-friend pregnant, she hated how he was always more devilish with her than anyone else (yeah, it didn't take a damn rocket scientist to figure this crap out) and she hated how everyone approved of this marriage. With that she grabbed her helmet that was lying on the table on the left of the garage, headed out of the garage and got on her motorcycle, aka her baby. It took her years just to get a ride like this, and it was amazing how she could pay for both her ride and her apartment (her apartment was cheap), but after years of hard work it finally did pay off.

          After riding for a bit, she parked her bike in the parking lot of her apartment building headed inside the building and headed up to her apartment, she quickly changed into a plaid shirt a black shirt with a thunderbolt on it (inside the plaid shirt of course) and put on some skinny jeans. Wait, what the hell was she thinking? Would she really truly actually go to this wedding planner place? Either a) she could go through living hell for not going or b) go through a little less hell if she did go. Either way she was still gonna go through some hell because it was this guy we were talking about. There was also the other way of thinking about this which was a) she could go and bore herself to death or b) she could go have fun somewhere else (and maybe get stuck in a hospital, or drunk). With that in mind she grabbed her bag, put on her helmet and headed back to her motorcycle. Just this once she was going to be a good girl for her parent's sake, and actually go to Amor Amore, what a corny name though.


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Akako "AKA" Hamada

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            boyish, short-tempered, loud, childish, rude, and easily spaced out.
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I can't stand seeing you anymore. I'll kick you away.
I'll get my revenge when I become a greater person, don't you forget it.
You're a devil, devil you are.

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            Akako ran her fingers through her long hair and groaned, what the hell was going on here? They had to just go to America and promote, but majority of them didn't even know English you know how screwed up that was? It really wasn't worth the wait just to do this kind of crap if they didn't know English, maybe they should have kept on promoting in Japan or Korea for goodness sakes, this was stupid, no it was actually beyond stupid, what the hell were those managers thinking when they were thinking about this tour? Something decided to interrupt her precious thoughts, which was great and all, but then she lost her train of thought. Her phone started ringing all of a sudden after the long ride getting here, now her phone started ringing. "What, you pick now to talk about the flight? God, I'm not in the mood this place is probably brimming with prisses everywhere," she replied into the phone. The people nearby didn't seem to care just like the people back in Japan or Korea, but some who were bored on the bus decided to look at her and her conversation and she gave them the glare. The girl wasn't like the others in her band, she was much more boyish and not all about the cutesy s**t. "Hey, you had your phone off, baka," her brother replied back. He had a point there and she groaned to herself for him being right. Some of the others started staring at her while she was raising her voice on the phone. What they didn't know that there were actually Asians who knew how to speak their own language?

            When the bus stopped in front of the hotel she got off the bus and started complaining to onii-chan again, and he was arguing along with her. This was really not her day to be doing this, but what the hell she barely got any sleep on the plane and she couldn't smoke or have a drink, the plane in general just sucked. Not that she could complain about it to anyone, it wouldn't seem right to vent to your fellow members about it, or because of the fact that no one had a similar personality as she did. All they really had in common was being pretty (at one point she was kind of turned on by that, but then turned off because they were way too girly for her tastes, and plus she realized that she was straight for a reason) and got inside the hotel. "You know how to speak English, right?" she asked to her brother. She had no idea how to speak the god damn language, but her brother who actually paid attention in class somehow picked up a few lines, and then maybe he could help her with this. Her brother was no help in this, but she thought she actually know what to say or do in this situation. She smiled at the thought of knowing what to do and headed toward the front desk. "I'm Akako Hamada, I have a reserved room here," she said in her less than fluent Engrish, but then again she did a pretty decent job for someone who never paid attention in English class. With that the woman told her room number and started her way over there.

            The room was nice, it had a balcony so she could actually smoke to her heart's desires and it wasn't the color pink which was also good. But the one catch? It had two beds, now why in hell would there be another person rooming with her, it was probably going to be some annoying person who would drive her insane or enough to make her drink until she was insanely drunk. Either way it wouldn't be a good idea to make her a pissed off in any way. She started packing away her things and took out one of her cigarettes, then headed out on the balcony and took a long and good drag. Ah, that felt good no she wasn't addicted, she just had a smoke every now and then when she was insanely stressed. She then stepped on her cigarette throwing it away and the pack in the garbage, it wouldn't be good for her to stay on cigarettes for long or she'd be yelled at for using cigarettes, either in Korean or in Japanese whatever came first really. She then headed back inside of the room and laid her body on one of the bed, it would be great if she could lived there instead of hanging around her band mates, whose cuteness made her want to barf (what kind of girl band are all about cuteness in the first place, it didn't make sense) well some of them anyways. But sighing she got up from her spot and decided to change out of these clothes.

            Changing into a tank top and some jeans she took out her drumsticks and started drumming on her bed. Akako drummed anywhere, it didn't matter where, but it was more like she was way too bored to not be drumming, her drumsticks were her babies and drumming was her life. You took that away, you'd get a very boring and plain AKA.

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                  Who am I you ask? I'm the powerful, the pleasurable, the indestructible Soo Jin! Hehe, did you see my Mushu joke there? Anyways, I'm a sixth year Hufflepuff and guess what?! I play the Konghou, what is that you ask? It's the Chinese Harp, doesn't sound like a harp at all though. Oh, right I'm a Chinese Korean so that makes me Chinrean? That sounds funny! I'm not a full-blood though, nope I'm a half-blood, Mommy was a Muggle I heard, and well someone in my family had to be a muggle anyways if I'm a half-blodd. Daddy wasn't a Hufflepuff though, he was a Gyrffindor, so I don't really like that Sorting Hat for making me a Hufflepuff. I guess I don't have any of Daddy's brave traits then, but more of Mommy's traits, but I'm a talentless mudblood (I really hate when they call me that), I do well in playing an instrument, so there! I shouldn't be boasting though, sorry! I gotta get going, but you wanna have some tea later?
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넌 나의 노예 I got you- Under my skin

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                                                Sun Jung rolled her eyes at Seungri, that's all he wanted, answers to this, answers to that. What was his mind full of questions, or was that the only thing that came out of his mouth? And what the hell was he going to do with these answers, it's not like he could use them against her...never mind he could, but he wouldn't do that, would he? But did she really need to be scolded? If she wanted to be scolded by someone, she could have just gone home and let her servants or someone that she could care less for to do that, she wasn't here for that. All this girl was here for was figuring out this manor a bit better than she did before. But if he knew that, he would interrogate her even more, and that would leave to a bigger disaster, which meant it really wasn't worth it to tell him the truest reason why she was there, what lie could she tell him for her coming? She clucked her tongue at the thought of trying to come up with a lie. Or maybe she would just be truthful with him at the moment, she was pretty truthful with him on any other subject than this gang business, he deserved some kind of answer for why she was here.

                                                She stood there for a moment before following slowly after him; she needed one good look before she had to leave this manor. It was large of course, but other than that? There really wasn't much to look at, or maybe because there were so many people here, all in elegant wear and making small conversations between each other. It was weird that people didn't notice the scene that Mr. Choi was making, or maybe they were and she wasn't paying attention. Sun Jung slowly caught up with Seungri, to hear him barking orders at her again, and she found herself nodding like an obedient little kid. It was funny that he was trying to hide her face; it could have been easier if she just left the building alone, and Seungri could pretend he never saw her here. Wasn't this just a lot more trouble to do this? It wasn't that hard to hide herself away from Mr. Choi because a) there were so many people here and b. he was having his own problems not to care about her. Why Seungri was being so extra careful made no sense to her, sure he didn't want Mr. Choi to see her, but she didn't even want to see him. That a** made her mother die, the sight of him made her want to punch him in the face. Even a tiny glance, that smug look on TOP's face, the way he treated people (even she didn't treat someone as bad as he did) it just made her disgusted.

                                                And then he had to say something again. Urgh, why did he want to know why she was doing here? She wasn't an idiot, she knew what these "dangers" were if she got caught, but she didn't care. Instead of being straightforward and saying what she was going to say, she stood there not saying anything for a bit, but then she did say the most truthful thing she could say. "Ennui," Sun Jung said. True, she came here in the first place because she was bored, but she rather be truthful for now, then again she was contradicting herself when she didn't tell him everything about her life, and that put a frown on her face. But that frown was going to go away because of Mr. Choi. That scene, seeing that TOP was actually leaving his home, and seeming weak? The powerful TOP, weak, this was a sight to see! That frowned turned in to a smirk, well this was a first now wasn't it? She got on her tippy toes, pushing Seungri's arms down to see TOP really leaving his home, and hearing the last two words in the sentence, Mon Cheri. Mon Cheri, now why did that sound so familiar? Mon Cheri, Mon Cheri, wasn't that a club? Hmm, she'd been there a few times, and yet she never saw TOP there, even if he did own the place if she remembered right.

                                                But when the figure finally disappeared, she turned to Seungri and went back to her regular Sun Jung face. "Do you need to ask any more questions, Detective Lee?" she asked. Detective Lee, she could have called him oppa, she could have called him Seungri, but being informal at a place like this was probably not the best idea. Pushing a lock behind her ear she then continued, "If not, I'll be going now." Sun Jung then turned on her heel, and exited the manor without Seungri. She really didn't like being asked questions, being scolded or being told what to do. Honestly, that was the whole reason you had parents for, even though he had good intentions, she didn't need/want to hear them at the moment, it made her sick that he cared so much at times, besides with her gone he could go on asking Jiyong if he got any information, but even she knew what was going on over in that little corner that was full of drama. Almost everyone was there, except for Kang Daesung, she barely knew anything about him except for the fact he was TOP's best hitman, but she knew there was something else to him that she couldn't quite trace. She'd send Young Mi to figure it out, unless she was busy with her own things, then she'd ask someone else to spy on him for her. Maybe her little sister could, but then she would reveal the secret and screw her own life up all over again. It was weird how the two most important people of her life didn't know her that well, it was as if she had another mask on when they were around. How long would it be until they figure it out themselves? And how in hell would she figure out to explain it to them? Now Seungri's stupid questions got her asking herself questions, wonderful.

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                                        Why did this place have to be so cold in the morning, fudge it was hotter in Vietnam, Vietnam was always hot! Mai was already up and running around the shelter getting the new kids lunch before she could go anywhere. She would have been back in Vietnam, studying there for the whole November month, but since most of the older kids were gone for vacation or going back to Vietnam or something. So here she was having to give up her nice and humid homeland to come back here with a few other volunteers to help the kids out. "Hey! Em đang làm gì?" she shouted when she got into the kitchen to see two mischievous kids messing around in the kitchen, weren't they supposed to be at school? Usually she wouldn't be this assertive, but these kids weren't supposed to be here, they might get hurt. The two kids looked up from their mess and ran away from the scene when they heard her yell at them. Mai smiled and started making fried rice for the kids when they got back home from school. It was a tough thing to do, make food for thirty people, more or less anyways. After a good hour of making all this she put the rice in containers and put it in the refrigerator, hoping that none of the volunteers would eat some of the food for the kids, they tended to do that. Which reminded her, the next volunteer should be here any moment now.

                                        Ring.

                                        Mai turned to the door where she saw another familiar face. Oh yes! She could finally leave now! The Asian girl smiled at her and headed out of the shelter. She'd be there in a few hours anyways, it wasn't as if they were going to miss her. Mai made a quick disappearance and started running back to her apartment. That's right, she had an apartment after many years living in a shelter, she finally had enough money to buy this apartment. She unlocked the door to her apartment and went straight to her bedroom. Right now all she wanted was to take off her shirt, it was so urgh! The little kids at the shelter made her clothes all messy, full with paints, marker, she'd bet twenty-five bucks that she had marker on her face as well. She took a good look at the reflection in her mirror. Her ponytail was in a mess, her face was marked in any direction, and her perfectly white t-shirt was colorful due to the fact the kids decided to mess with her paints and paint on her shirt for fun (yes, these kids woke up at flippin' five am to do that). There were only three volunteers and a couple of adults, but these kids were devils. Those kids would take out anyone's sanity and bend it to the very bent part. She sighed, pulling her hair tie out and throwing it on the table, hoping this summer was actually worth this.

                                        The Vietnamese girl ended up in her bathroom, taking a quick shower and she let herself relax for a little bit. The morning was already tough with little kids playing with her things, the teenagers being well teenagers, and one of the volunteers supposedly flirting with her. How it would be horrible to go back to that place in just a few hours. Her quick shower ended after thinking what to do for the rest of the morning and put on a quick outfit. One consisting of a white tank top and a brown, peachish colored sweater on top of that, and plus the gray skinny jeans she bought a couple of years to top it all off. After all this she quickly grabbed her butterfly necklace put it on her neck and smiled at herself, for once she didn't look like she didn't know how to dress herself. She grabbed a pair of flats and her bag of arts, her bag of arts was just a purse bag that usually had a bunch of art supplies, some money and a few photos that was taken back in high school that she looked at when she was feeling gloomy or lonely or when she really wanted something to think about. She took out one of the photos with her and Tae Hyun Kwon, he always gave her butterflies when they were together, she wondered what he was up to nowadays.

                                        Mai put the photo back into her bag and started her way out of the apartment. Right now she needed a coffee fix if she was going to get through the day. So with that she started walking all the way to the coffee shop, she didn't have a car believe it or not, she could afford an apartment, but that's all she could afford at the moment. It was still a good work for exercise even though her legs were already tired by those kids. Do it for the coffee! Mai thought to herself. Mai started running when she thought about that and ran into the coffee shop, smiling. Oh yeah, she would run for the coffee, or maybe she was just running because she was away from those kids. Mai stood there for a moment and stared at the people, three of them were really familiar to her. The blonde one, the Asian one, and the really white guy looked really familiar, but she couldn't put where she knew them from (Lynette and Nolee, why did that sound familiar? Oh ******** it all). The girl had a really bad memory and she wouldn't be able to remember people's faces that well, unless she had some visual object that could help her remember. She sighed getting rid of the thoughts of those two and to a table, where she sat down, took out her sketchpad and her Disney pencil, yeah she had a Disney pencil to draw with, it was one of her own quirks. Before she did any drawing though, she ordered green tea, she really wasn't a fan of coffee, even though she needed a coffee fix. She wasn't the one who could get energy out of coffee, it was more like her art gave her more energy for the day.

                                        Speaking of art, Mai started drawing on her sketchpad, whenever she was doing something artsy her mind would disappear into the drawing and she wouldn't know where she was and what else she was supposed to be doing. At one point she almost spilled her tea, but she caught the cup in time and only a tiny speck of tea fell on her jeans, at least she would smell like tea after this, but she was indulged back into her sketch of the scenery outside on a snowy day, each detail had to be right. The snowflakes on the window when you were looking out, the sky that was dark and muddy, details had to be exact. She was a perfectionist when it came to these things. When it was finally done she smiled at it and turned to the next page, oh how she loved a blank page. There were so many things you could do with, you could have a dragon breathing fire to block the prince from the towers or make a picture of the hottest person you could find and make it look like you knew them so well.

                                        With that she took out the picture of Tae-Hyun and shrugged her shoulders, might as well draw him since there was nothing else to draw. He always seemed so diligent, even as quiet as she was. Okay, so maybe he was quieter than she was, but she was quiet when you first met her, or when she was in the middle of doing something (usually sketching or painting something), aiish...why was she even thinking about him?! He'd probably have a girlfriend or something, it would be stupid to be thinking about him now. She stopped drawing and groaned silently to herself, she needed to get herself together, this was sad! It's been years since she saw him, he probably has a girlfriend and wouldn't even like like her...she needed to get OVER him, this was getting ridiculous! She flipped to another page, and started doodling all over again, hmm...how long would that construction last for her college in Vietnam (foreign exchange program was being done at the moment, she had the whole month off) and started doodling the scenery of the now destroyed college.
❛❛ An artist is a dreamer consenting to dream of the actual world. ❜❜

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Mai Ly Nguyen
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                      Age twenty

                      Role the artist...

                      I just love ❀ a canvas
                      ❀ paintings
                      ❀ sweets
                      ❀ color pencils
                      ❀ art
                      ❀ baking
                      ❀ vietnam


                      These disgust me ❀ boys ( ? )
                      ❀ spiders
                      ❀ black
                      ❀ sadness
                      ❀ fake smiles
                      ❀ scary movies
                      ❀ people who don't care


                      Hide me! Dogs scare the crap out of me mostly because I had a really bad experience with one. I got mauled by the neighbor's dog and had to wear a bandage on my nose because that dog kind of did some nasty stuff with my nose, I had to get surgery on it at one point. So, I'm kind of scared of dogs now.

                      Oh, it is love.. Oh, well you see...I kind of like the singer, but I think my mother wouldn't approve me of dating him.

                      Personality Oh, you wanted me to talk about myself? I guess, I'm kind of shy...well not shy, but never mind shy and quiet. I mean, you don't need to be talkative to be an artist, your mind is always on the canvas and being quiet helps your creativity get into work with the occasional music on the side of course! Due to the fact I'm quiet I'm usually honest, so when I end up saying something it's usually not the sweetest thing I have to say. I tend to have that problem with don't say anything that might bother someone. I also have this problem to blurt things out when I have nothing else to say too, so I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings now than later. What else, I'm really clumsy like if I'm drinking coffee, somehow I'll end up spilling it on myself or spilling my water colors somewhere, I hate when that happens and then everyone says aw, that's such an adorable mistake. I really hate it when people say that to me though. But even though I'm quiet and shy, I tend to be somewhat blunt, I blame it on my honest factor, it's just well me I guess. So I really am sorry if I end up hurting your feelings beforehand.

                      History Uh, my history? Hmm, well I'm Vietnamese I guess, born and raised in Vietnam for ten years until my parents decided that it would be a good idea to send me to America, yeah just me. They only had enough money for me to go live in America, sure it was probably not the best idea to have only a little kid wandering around the United States by themselves, but my parents knew that I wouldn't be an idiot and try to get myself lost. What surprised me was that I ended up with a weird group of Vietnamese kids who were also going somewhere. Let's just say it was an orphanage for all us "stowaways", yeah that's right we kind of stowed away on the plane (my parents lied to me about having enough money to go to America, let's not talk about that). Anyways, while I was in the Vietnamese Orphanage/Runaway Home, I found the best thing that happened in my life there.

                      Art.

                      Don't mock me, I found just a piece of paper and pencil (things like these were rare in Vietnam, I was even surprised that they had these things in the beginning), and I started drawing, I wasn't drawing crappy things like a stick figure people, or poorly drawn houses, I was drawing what I remembered in Vietnam, the hot and humid beaches, the trees that would only provide so much shade, the people splashing people at the beaches, the whole scene that I had in my head, I had it sketched out on this blank canvas. And I really did enjoy it, I would show some of the other kids, they would look at it and just stare because that was their home, the home they ran away from, the home that may have been poor and dirt, but it was still their home. I remembered that they ended up crying, and I joined their crying, because we left our que huong, our country and it was just too horrible to think about. So ever since then whenever I was drawing or doodling in the place those kids would yell, Mai Ly is drawing and end up watching me sketch something from our home. During the first months living there the supervisors would compliment and pin it somewhere, but by the sixth or seventh month they gave me coloring things and I would finally color these black and white drawings. Then by the end of the year, they made me enter contests for what I loved the most. It was fun, of course, but it always made my heart hurt because I couldn't see my parents much.

                      Well, that changed after some of the few talented kids and I decided to have a fund-raiser to sell our master pieces, we raised so much money for the orphanage and we finally had enough money for kids to go back and forth from America to Vietnam with supervisors this time. I'm really surprised they didn't come up with this idea before, I was about sixteen when they finally came up with this idea, and my sketches were full of paintings, drawings, coloring etc. I placed in a lot of contest while I was living in the place. So, I was one of those lucky kids who could go back and forth from Vietnam, I burst out in tears when I saw my parents for the first time in years, you people are really lucky to be able to see your parents everyday, to have an education, when you got into middle school in Vietnam you'd probably have to give up on school and work on getting money for the house. Things were rough here, that's why when I got my half of the contest money I would keep it so I could help my parents out with their financial needs and everything. I go back whenever I can, but usually during the summer season or vacation time so I don't miss any school (I'm an art major and most of my teachers adore me for some reason as well, I'm not quite sure).

                      Now? Hmm, I still go back and forth from Vietnam to America vice versa, but now I'm in college as well, and I'm going to be an art major, I have a full scholarship and everything, if only my parents could see me now! Well, I hope they can hear about my accomplishment over the phone or something. Hmm, I still kind of miss my home right now though...

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