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i smile like this, always
even when the world makes it difficult,
i don't ever want to show you my tears.





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                                        "Jan Di, I won't give up. Don't, not for a second, think I will." A hand reached to touch the young girl's face, carressing her soft skin. His hand made it's way to the back of her head, pulling her closer to his face. The couple's soft lips met... "G--Goo Jun Pyo...Jun Pyo." Jan Di's small whispers echoed throughout her empty room and she shifted her position before realizing that her small alarm clock was going off. She quickly sat up, her head spinning slightly and her eyes swollen from her lack of sleep. Jan Di pushed her hair behind her ears and turned towards the alarm clock, gasping. If it weren't for the terrible [ahem] dream she had that night, she might not have been so tired that she had slept in. She ran into the bathroom and squirted toothpaste on her toothbrush, not bothering to run water over it even though the substance would feel terrible inside her mouth. "Goo Jun Pyo!" Jan Di yelled into the mirror, her words a little muffled from the toothbrush. She pointed at herself in the glass, "It's your fault! You are definitely the worst!" The girl spit the fluid into the sink and then glared into the mirror again, "You have a serious death wish!"

                                        Jan Di growled and trudged back to her room to her dresser where her school uniforms and clothes were placed. She rubbed her chilled, red nose and quickly dressed into her school clothes. The girl tied her black hair into pigtails, clipping two bunny clips onto one side of her head. After she was finished, her hands automatically dove for the bag that she no longer need to carry due to a shoulder injury she had aquired some time ago. A forced smile danced across her lips and she sighed, laughing a small bit. You'd think she had gotten used to not carrying the bag anymore. Because of her shoulder injury, or maybe because she hadn't gotten it treated after it happened, she could no longer swim. Well, it wasn't the feeling you get when you mother bans you from playing the xBox or the PlayStation. To Jan Di, swimming was so much more dear to her than every video game in the entire world. She figured that since she wasn't too pretty, smart, or had a lot of money, swimming was the next best thing. Not only was she good at it, but she was one of the few that actually liked it.

                                        She supposed that she blamed Goo Jun Pyo a little bit. But, he was there to save her, even though he hadn't defended himself at all, he was there for her. Jan Di liked him very much for that. In almost every dilemma they had faced, Jun Pyo was always there for her and he believed her. He was certainly a juvenile punk, but if he were any different, Jan Di would not have liked him as much as she did. She laughed at the thought of the arrogant boy being a sweet, gentle man like Ji Hoo, another boy she had liked who happened to be one of his bestfriends.

                                        It was a little complicated to describe to triangle they had. Jan Di preferred not to talk about it at all, whether it be with Ji Hoo, Jun Pyo, Ga Eul, or anyone else. She disliked to even think about it. When she first started her education at Shinhwa High School, Jan Di absolutely hated almost everything about it; the snooty girls, the egotistical guys, and most especially the F4. Everything about the F4 she disliked, also. Their perfect hairstyles, the way the could wear their own clothes and not get in trouble, the fangirls, the money, the fame, and the way they treated other people. The only good one she could spot out of all of them was Ji Hoo. Of course, like the rest of the F4, he wasn't kind to her and he wasn't too friendly, but he was more than anyone else. Actually, he was pretty dull but at the same time so interesting to Jan Di. Jun Pyo, on the other hand, was almost the exact opposite of his bestfriend. Jeez. At first, he tried to play little games with her. Not the friendly type, but the mean and annoying type, like trashing the pool and having the whole school throw things at her. Then, as they started to know each other more, he became...attracted to her. Jan Di herself didn't know why, but he was. Though his temper was pretty ridiculous and his obsession with himself was quite annoying, Jan Di eventually learned to like him back.

                                        Now it's pretty obvious how it all went wrong, right? Best friends liking the same girl, the girl liking both boys but tending to give the other more attention at times? Not only was it frustrating for Jun Pyo and Ji Hoo, but Jan Di was stressed a lot, also. Jan Di smiled again to herself when remembering back when it was easier than her current situation. She looked up, feeling her eyes burn a tad bit and then grabbed her bag, exiting the small room. When she entered the main room, she saw her family sitting around the table like they usually did, her brother was almost ready to go to school. Jan Di stuttered a little, "Am I not late?" Kang San shook his head and pointed to the clock on the bare wall. The girl blinked for a few seconds before laughing a little softly and then sitting down across from her mother. Both of her parents looked a little grave and depressed, which worried Jan Di like it would any other daughter who was sane. Before Jan Di could ask what was wrong her mother pouted;

                                        "Honey! Our daughter has certainly failed us, loosing to that rich woman. Goo Jun Pyo will no longer have our daughter as his wife. And not even a few weeks ago he was already speaking of her as if they were already married. Jan Di is just no good." Her mother sobbed, making the wierdest face as if she were the hybrid baby of a duck and a little cocker spaniel. Then the woman's face lit up, "What about that one boy...ah, ah...Ji hoo! Jun Pyo, of course, is the heir of Shinhwa and Ji Hoo might not be as rich, but he is good looking and--" Jan Di stood up and grabbed her bag, "Umma! Stop it..." She half-understood her mother's concern with she and Goo Jun Pyo's relationship. She understood that her mother had a right to be concerned about money and the welfare of her family, but to go so far as to compare Ji Hoo and Jun Pyo made Jan Di quiver. Her mother huffed and mumbled things under her breath that the girl couldn't quite understand, but she knew that she was still carrying on the conversation with herself.

                                        Jan Di left her house, still giving both her mother and father a goodbye and a small hit on the shoulder for her brother. The morning hadn't started off the best, but it was okay. Unfortunately, she had completely forgotten to eat breakfast because of her mother's surprising comments. Jan Di wondered if that was she was left to do; fall in love with Ji Hoo even though she still had a gut feeling that he was not yet over his first love. But, how could she go back to Jun Pyo? He was marrying Jae Kyung and leaving her behind. There was just no way she could equal to a beautiful, fun, and not to mention very wealthy girl. There was also Goo Jun Pyo's mother she had to worry about. The foul woman had no intention of having Jan Di as her daughter-in-law. For all Jan Di knew, his mother could have the power to send her out of Korea. Jan Di pedalled a little faster on her bike just at the idea of confronting that awful person again. Awful, awful, awful. Everything had turned out awful since she admitted that stupid, prestigious school. Sometimes she wished she were still with Ga Eul at public school. At least there she wouldn't have to put up with all the snooty girls and the Chanel bags and the pretty high-heels that Jan Di felt she would never be able to afford. When the girl was snapped out of her trance, she found herself already at the school and recieving icy glares, just like the previous day. After she locked her bike up, she made her way to the school and let out a long sigh. Of course this day, too, would be gloomy and depressing.

                                        She pushed her dark black hair behind her ears as she walked on past the groups of people who all seemed to be ignoring anyone and everyone outside of their little cliques. Jan Di wasn't sure who she was with; F4 or by her lonesome self. It seemed that the only person ignoring her from the ridiculous boy-group was Jun Pyo. But she was still so greatful towards Ji Hoo who had been very kind to her over the past few weeks, no, months. It made her smile just thinking about him. "Oh, my God." Jan Di's path was stopped by the trio that made her want to gag. She slowly looked up from her feet to see Sunny looking at her with the most boisterous glare she had ever recieved, "Aha. So how does it feel? Goo Jun Pyo has finally come to realize that you are nothing but a weed growing amongst a whole garden full of beautiful flowers." Jan Di pushed out her lips and took in a deep breath as if she were going to say something but it all quickly fleed from her lungs when she saw Goo Jun Pyo standing right across the courtyard waiting for something or someone. Instead of saying anything back, she just whispered, "Goo Jun Pyo..."






                            even though you don't know my heart yet
                            i can still keep your smile , even from afar,
                            it's a relief.


                            Take one step towards me.
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    " Jae Hwa Pyŏn "

    ◄ The lonliness grows with each misunderstanding. ►


    I don't think we've met...
    my name is: Pyŏn Jae Hwa
    I'm was born on: November Sixteenth, 1992
    So if you didn't know, I'm: Seventeen!


    If you ever see me, remember...
    My eyes are: Pure Milky Brown
    My hair is: Dirty blonde with different colored highlights.
    I'm not a tower: Five feet, ten inches
    It's kinda a secret but I weigh: One-Hundred and Twenty-Two pounds.


    Just bring me these, and I'll be happy...
    Older Women
    Kimchi
    Any form of Art
    Producing Art
    Large Ranges of Vocabulary
    Money
    Mature People
    Tteok

    Eck! Keep them away!
    Salty Foods
    Insects
    Most Cats
    Smelly Foods
    Not Enough Sleep
    Awkward Jokes
    Immature Girls

    Oh god!
    Airplanes
    Large Felines
    Dying




    f i l t h_xxbeauty
    개포주공재화 xxx !!


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    xxxxxxxxxxxx the C H A R M i N G player

    ( A.K.A. Pyŏn Jae Hwa )




          i’d rather p r o t e c t » you,
          although I don’t know if it will ( make it b-e-t-t-e-r… )


    'This time I’ll hold you and love you.'

    is what I thought ... XXXXXXXXX



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                                  The smell of rubbing alcohol and plaster filled the nostrils of Jae Hwa as he started to awaken from his short, yet heavy slumber. When his eyes opened, he saw a few maids and his butler making attempts to clean his face. He shooed them away and groaned. Mornings were definitely a weak point of his. The boy sat up from the table and rubbed his sore neck and then his face. As he brought down his hand, he saw bright red paint smeared across his palm, "What the--" On the table he had fallen asleep on the previous night was a ruined painting. He furrowed his eyebrows and sighed. It was his fault, but why the art? Why did he have to ruin the art? His paintings weren't as good as his pottery, but they were all important nonetheless. He stood up and wiped his hand on one of the maids aprons and then pointed at the table, "Clean this up..." Jae Hwa made a disgusted face when he looked down himself to see that he was still in the clothes he had worn the day before. Boy was he a mess.

                                  He walked up the stairs that led to the balcony in which his bedroom was located. It wasn't exactly closed off and anyone that entered the main room could see what he was doing, but it was comfortable. Through his bedroom was a large bathroom, his destination. The blonde took off the ruined expensive clothes, the white button-down shirts right sleeve covered with paint. He used a washcloth the wipe off anything and everything that was still on his face, glaring at himself in the mirror. Jae Hwa threw the wash cloth into the jacuzzi and continued his morning routine, trying to forget the little paint incident. He took hold of the tooth paste, squirting the gel across the bristles of his tooth brush. If there was one thing girls disliked the most in a guy's appearance, it was bad teeth. Jae Hwa didn't understand why people didn't brush their teeth; he hated the feeling of his teeth being unclean. Jae traveled back into his bedroom and saw a blushing maid holding a pair of clothes that had been chosen for him. He swiftly brushed her cheek with his soft fingertips just slow enough for her to gasp. She quickly left with a quick bow as soon as he grabbed his clothes. The boy laughed a little to himself. Why was it so easy for him to get any girl he wanted? Oh, yeah. Duh! He was absolutely gorgeous, fairly kind, and was wealthy. Even the stubborn girls who 'only looked for good personalities' had to admit that he was almost if not everything an average girl would want.

                                  Why was it so easy for him to get any girl he wanted? Oh, yeah. Duh! He was absolutely gorgeous, fairly kind, and was wealthy. Even the stubborn girls who 'only looked for good personalities' had to admit that he was almost if not everything an average girl would want. But, he had never liked girls he age, or younger. Younger girls to him were so hung up about finding love and marrying their first boyfriend...it all was just something that only existed in stupid fairytales. They were either that, or immature and nice. Seriously! The sweeter girls were always so annoying to deal with. He learned that very early. Most women that he had ever been with knew that he never stayed with one girl longer than two weeks, maybe even less. 'Forever' and 'love' were just not his favorite words. As a matter of fact, he disliked them very much. Yes, he is pretty much a player or the Korean Cassanova, but when it came to love, he's pretty cold-blooded. Mainly, he learned everything he believed from his father. That's not saying they get along too well, but he respects most of the things the man taught him as a young boy.

                                  The boy quickly pulled on the black skinny jeans his maid had brought him, careful not to trip over the legs. He then pulled on the white t-shirt that clung to his torso, showing off his lean body. Jae Hwa grabbed the black vest, which was the only thing left that the maid had brought besides the shoes, and buttoned it up over the white shirt. He took a good look at himself in the mirror before deciding that his clothes looked good enough for the day. Remembering to comb the bush on his head he actually considered 'hair' Jae Hwa went back into the bathroom and teased it a little to make it stick out. Some of his 'fans' thought it was cute when his hair wasn't spiked or winged, but he found it very plain and well...boring. So, he styled it. Because of his biological mother's nationality being mostly European and Japanese, Jae Hwa didn't really have naturally straight, black hair like most Asians. His hair was actually a natural light-brown and a little wavy as with the rest of his older brothers. Straightening it and dying seemed like a good idea to him, anyway.

                                  He put on his socks and a pair of white aligator skin boots, ready to go out the door. Before leaving the apartment, Jae Hwa grabbed a white jacket, throwing it over his shoulders. He met his butler on the way out of the building and noticed that a few women and young girls had stopped what they were doing to look at his charming appearance. The blonde looked at the sky and then smiled, "Butler, isn't it just a nice day?" The man said nothing but opened the door for Jae Hwa, motioning for him to get in. He saw inside there was his messenger bag and sighed. Well, at least he knew he hadn't done any of his work from the previous day. Jae Hwa slid into the car, which was rather expensive, and watched as the city flew by right outside his window. He took the phone he had in his jacket pocket out and looked to see he had over ten new text messages and almost that many missed calls.

                                  As the car rolled up to the school, Jae Hwa prepared himself to make his signature exit, again, like he did every morning. He grabbed his bag and put on his sunglasses. The boy opened the car door and got out as if life were slow motion, smiling his contagious, dazzling smile like he had on the side of the street. He heard a few girls squeel, which secretly irritated him but made him feel nice at the same time. Girls, whether it be older mature ones or younger naive ones, groveling at his feet flattered him and gave him a huge ego, even though he had one already. A group of girls nervously walked up to him and greeted him kindly, handing over a small box of chocolates and smiling, "Sunbae! Sunbae! We're glad we got to see you before you started being busy!" Jae Hwa smiled and thanked the young girls, giving one of them a little pat on the head since she was..dear, almost a good foot shorter than he was. There was a fairly large crowd over to his right and girls that were struggling to talk to him just added on to the people that were crowding around and breathing his air. He smiled politely and excused himself from the girls, ignoring their pleading and walked over to where he saw two of his friends, Nathan and Xing. He passed a group of girls--wait, no...guys? They dressed like guys and their hair, well, Jae Hwa laughed at one of the boy's hair which was sticking up a bit weird. They must've been new to the school or something. It disgusted him the way girls flocked around the three boys like that. He instantly became jealous. The dirty blonde didn't waste his time introducing himself or asking who they were and just continued to where two of his friends stood.

                                  Jae Hwa stuffed his hands into his pockets and smiled while his teeth chattered a little, "H-hey." He looked around and then sniffed, "Where is everyone else?" The boy cocked his head and said in a rather low tone, "Who are they? They look a little fruity..." He wouldn't admit that he was just a bit jealous of their looks, but he would say that he was just curious about the feminine boys. He decided that they were just good looking guys that looked like girls, which was attractive to a lot of girls. Jae Hwa had been told that he looked feminine, too, actually but it was usually by his friends or his brothers and that was just to tease the poor boy. He remembered his oldest brother used to make fun of his girly lips. Jae Hwa pushed out his bottom lip at the thought and huffed. "So..?"




            but now i know 'f o r e v e r' only exists inxx » stupid fairytales.





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    iт's вєєи a ωнilє siиcє мy xx h e a r t » ]] x нas fєlт тнis ωay

    Everytime you come back,
    i нaтєd тнє guy тнaт мadє you cяy
    i'd яaтнєя protect you тноugн i doи'т κиoω if iт'll мaκє iт вєттєя
    'тнis тiмє i'll нold you aиd lovє you' is ωнaт i тнougнт




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    i'vє ωaтcнєd you foя so loиg aиd i jusт xx sтood тнєяєxиoт sayiиg a ωoяd
    as a f r i e n d, i нad тo pusн мy fєєliиgs doωи мy тняoaт

    but i'll confess to you now,

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    i love you.

    xx
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    I'd rather protect you, though I don't know if it'll make it better.
    Cameron. Joseph. Kwon.



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            { only for you ; Cam or Jo Kwon
            ↖ { i`d live forever ; Eighteen.
            { my favorite day ; February Twenty-Seventh
            ↖ { i just can`t deny ; I'm an Action Figure who digs the Barbies.
            { story book fantasy ; the Sweet Abuser?




              Sweet Foods
              ☆ Rap Music
              Losing My Temper
              ☆ Other Guys
              Being Jealous




            ■ Yoon Hee ♥
            Friends&&Family
            ■ Music
            Traveling
            ■ Korea




              I'm fluent in both Korean and English.
              ☆ My temper tends to get the best of me.
              Even if I have a bad temper, I'm a pretty sweet guy otherwise.
              ☆ I own a little kitten named McMuffins.
              I've never, ever cheated on any of my previous girlfriends, or for that matter, my current one.
              ☆ I've hit my girlfriend. More than once.
              Because I've hit her, I'm thinking about getting help. I don't like hurting her, but at the same time, I want this to stay quiet.
              ☆ I have this strange habit of shaking my knee when I'm nervous and then I can't stop...
              My parents tell me that I sometimes act gay, but I do it just to make people laugh.
              ☆ I work at a Chinese buffet and nobody even bothers asking me if I'm Chinese or not. Oh, us Asians! We all look the same, anyway. [/sarcasm~]




    f i l t h_xxbeauty
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxx cameron. JOSEPH. kwon


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    ↘↘ xxx i'm getting closer to the end of my time.
    baby... xx

    i'm sorry.


    xx
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                                                if you dont believe me,
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                                                how i know your face like the back of
                                                my hand.



                                                Sun Mi placed a hand over her face when she heard the sound of music playing from her alarm clock: "Listen Boy, My First Love Story..." Sunny managed to smile, even though she was terribly exhausted from the medication she was on and from working the night before. The clock read 7:40 AM and what time had she gotten in? Around...2:30 maybe? She hadn't fallen asleep until maybe three or four. It definitely wasn't healthy, but it was apart of her current situation. Although, the current song playing shot her spirit up tremendously. The vocalist even pounced a bit as walked over to the doors to her closet, ready to start her day, yet again. Lately, her schedule was work, work, work and, you guessed it! Work... But it was really worth it. Well, for her. She felt that this was a great opprotunity for her group and CODE: DNGER. The girl really did want the best for both groups as well as herself. Sun Mi continued to look through her walk-in closet for something suitable to wear even though she most likely would not be seen anywhere but the studio. She finally found a nice white t-shirt, a pair of pink skinny jeans, and to top it off, a pair of yellow pumps.

                                                She walked into her bathroom, setting the outfit neatly on the counter by the sink and turned on the water to the shower just to the right temperature. As soon as she was in the shower, she immediately felt a wave of sleepiness rush through her body. She turned the knob a bit so that the water was a little cooler so she wouldn't end up going back to bed instead of staying awake. Sun Mi hopped back out of the shower and wrapped a fuzzy pink towel around her body, drying her arms and legs off with a smaller one. When she was done drying herself off, she put on her clothes starting with her bra and shirt, then her pants. When she looked down, she realized that she was so tired she had put her pants on backwards, "Well, dayum." She said with her thick Korean accent. So she took off the pants and put them back on...the right way and opened her medicine cabnet to get her medicine prescribed for her heart problems.

                                                Her doctors had told her that she had been diagnosed with a heart disease that she could barely pronounce. They told her that she wasn't getting any better and that she would need a heart transplant. To make matters even worse, she had a rare blood type: B negative. She knew that her family had a history of heart problems but she had never, ever guessed that she would start having them as she grew older. Sunny hadn't even told anyone about it and the only person...well, people that knew about it were her doctors. She hadn't even told her manager about her condition, or for that matter, her group members. She knew that if she continued down her current path that she would for sure die in a matter of months, at the most a year, but she prefered not to even dare think about such topics since they were so dreary and...well, party-pooping.

                                                After she took her medicine, she quickly tried to make all of those dreadful thoughts leave her mind immediately and kept getting ready for her day. She took her dryer and carefully blow dried her hair making sure that she didn't cause any frizziness. After her hair was dry, she carefully curled the ends so that it gave her a more bouncy look than it would if she left it straight. Of course, since her hair was naturally stick straight, when she curled it it wouldn't stay that way for long so she added a few sprays of hairspray to keep it from uncurling throughout the day.
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    xxxxx tama•haru xxxxx

    i'll confess to you now.


    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ▉▎▉ ▋▉ x x kiss, kiss, f a l l x ↘↘ in love! ❤


    a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z
    A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
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    Why did I end up f a l l i n g xx ↘↘ for you?
    No matter how much time has passed,
    I thought that you would always be here
    but you have chosen a different road . . . xx


                                                Shou felt a little awkward standing amongst a bunch of girls... What the hell was he doing there anyway? He should've been looking for his friends, the F4, or another place the ditch class for some sleep. It's not like he would get in trouble or anything... When he realized that he was actually...no emphasize that, actually with the girls, including the girl he liked who's bestfriend since childhood happened to like too. Ugh. How disastrous. Where was a bottle of aspirin when you really needed it? Shou was about to say good morning to Aya, personally, until Hyun Ae started blabbing on and on with her ridiculous good morning speech, or whatever she wanted to call it. 'Annoying' for Shou was perfect, "Ack. You're so loud..." He whispered/said. She probably didn't hear him anyway. His voice was like a deflating balloon; not loud at all. If he wanted to yell, he could, but he rarely rose his voice unless he was actually trying to fight with someone. Other than that, he would most likely whisper something like 'you b*****d' and then walk away as if nothing happened. But with Hyun Ae, she would not even be phased by it. She might give him a childish lecture or something and then go on about her day. Jeeez. Shou pushed out his bottom lip in frustration.

                                                Once he saw Kaito approaching the group, Shou let out a great sigh of relief... "Kai!" He rarely talked to his friend, well, he rarely talked to anyone, really, but he only talked to Kai if it was really important or if Kai talked to him. He felt that maybe he would escape from the group of girls if he had a really good excuse to leave, which would've been leaving with his buddy if he hadn't left him. "You--what the heck..?" Shou made a pouty face and then felt something crash into his body and crush his torso. When he looked down to see what (or who) was invading his personal space, the boy saw Hyun Ae giving him a hug, if that's what you want to call it. It was more like a midget-who-deserves-a-restraining-order rib crushing technique. Something like that. He was surprised that she could even reach that far up. "Kaaaaiii..." Shou whined and looked down the hallway, hoping that his friend would save him.

                                                Once the little dwarf let him go, Shou looked at her with an annoyed glance. Inside, he was laughing a little at how such a little person could have such a loud mouth. The boy straightened out his jacket as if to say 'don't do that again or I just might hurt you.' It wasn't like Hyun Ae was a girl or anything. She acted like...like a little kid. A little boy, actually. Then he saw a girl approaching the group. Shou felt like a bit of trouble was about to be started. The girl asked Hyun Ae where she got her nose done, which was a pretty stupid question since she probably couldn't afford such surgery anyway. How pretentious. He thought. When Hyun Ae fought back towards the girl, Shou's eyes widened a little. Of course, it would've been silly for her not to stand up for herself, but how harsh did she have to be? Although, he did agree with one thing: Japanese girls have a strange liking for plastic surgery. The only surgery Shou could think of that he had gotten to improve his appearance was on his teeth. Once the girl left like a puppy with it's tail in between it's legs, Shou shook his head at Hyun Ae. He couldn't believe that he was helping her with music...That was probably the only thing they had in common.

                                                His eyes wandered all around the hallway, seeing many sheets of paper for different clubs and jobs, but then saw the sign for the Spring Dance that Friday. He glanced over at Ayame and then quickly looked at his feet. How was he supposed to ask her to that dance thing if Hyotaru supposedly loved her? He would never, ever forgive him for taking Aya. Ever. Would he? No. He probably wouldn't. Speaking of Hyotaru, if he saw Shou with the group alone, he might think something was going on or that Shou was tying to make a move on her. He definitely did not want that, not at all. The blonde turned towards the girls and forced a smile, "I should...probably go find Kaito. You know, to see if he's okay. I--see you later." Shou stiffly turned around and headed in the opposite direction Kai had gone, making it obvious that he was lying. He entered the classroom of his first period, the teacher obviously surprised since he almost always went to class late.



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    but, even though I say that I need you c l o s e to me
    I just pray that you will be happy forever

    no matter how lonely that makes me


    xxx
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    No matter how much time has passed,
    I thought that you would always be here
    but you have chosen a different road . . . xx


                                                Ah. Sleep. If there was one thing Minagawa Shou could do forever, it was sleep. Unfortunately, people like him weren't allowed to sleep forever. "Minagawa-sama. Please, wake up." A very squeaky and high-pitched voice filled the boy's ears as he groaned and stretched across his bed, waving at the voice. "M--Minagawa-sama. It is time to wake up. Onegai, Minagawa-sama." Shou sat up and looked at the girl with his sleepy, brown eyes and sniffed, "I understand. I hope you don't mind showing yourself out." As soon as the maid left with a relieved sigh, the redhead fell back against his soft pillows. Another day. Monday, actually. Another Monday. He slowly pushed the covers away from his body, feeling the stiffness in his legs and arms. His limbs were moving like the Tin Man from the Wizard of Oz; he was in need of oil, or in Shou's case, more sleep. He had a habit of staying up late and waking up early in the morning, complaining how tired he was. It wasn't entirely his fault since his friend's were always dragging him around to places he never even wanted to go in the first place.

                                                You see, he never, ever really objected to anything his friends did unless it would serious endanger his or their lives. To tell the truth, he never really cared otherwise. It might sound cruel or harsh, but he supposed that it was only fair. One of his very close friends, Hyotaru, was sometimes a real pain to Shou and other people around them. Number One, anything could make him angry, Number Two, he wanted what he wanted when he wanted it. Shou was never sure why they were friends since they were pretty much the opposite of each other. It was strange how they could be friends for such a long time, too. Well, Shou had never been good at making friends due to his lack of communication skills. He was not too good with people and usually stuck with his one group of friends: the F4. Of course, he wasn't a complete hermit; he'd talk to other people and he'd appreciate their kindness if they showed him any, but it'd be harder for him to form a friendship with them. They'd helped him through a lot, even Hyotaru. Although his friend was easily angered and bossy, there was a side that only a limited amount of people knew that was kind and caring, much like Shou. Anyways, without his friends he would be completely lost as to what to do with himself. He'd be just dandy with being alone, yet at the same time he'd feel very insecure.

                                                Shou got up from his bed, stretching his arms through the air to rid them of the stiffness. He looked around his pretty empty bedroom. There was nothing much in it except for his platform bed, a small end table that had a small plant and his alarm clock, and a table that had any other things that he wouldn't put either in his closet or in one of the storage rooms. He walked towards the exit of his room and slid the door open with ease, only to be greeted by a couple of maids who were there to hand him a towel and a washcloth for the shower that he was about to take. The boy huffed, realizing how routined he was, and forced a smile at the two girls who seemed to be pretty nervous. "Uh...thank you." He left them to go into his room and tidy it up while he rushed towards the bathroom, avoiding any other person he might run into while he was out and about in the hallway. Shou closed the door behind him, relieved that not all of the doors in the house were entirely traditional, just the...traditional ones. He looked around the bathroom, setting the towel down on the toilet seat and turning the metal bar on the shower to the middle so that it was warm enough, but not too warm.

                                                He removed his pajamas and stepped into the shower one foot at a time, his tense body loosening under the hot water. As soon as he was finished washing the shampoo and conditioner through his hair and trying to get the sleepiness left over out of him, he stepped out of the shower and dried himself off with the towel the two maids had given him, wrapping it around his waist afterwards. Shou walked over to the mirror and took his toothbrush and toothpaste, ready to clean his lil' pearly whites. Many people had told him he had a great smile and he preffered to keep it that way. The eighteen-year-old felt more refreshed and alive when he exited the bathroom with the towel wrapped around his waist, although the air froze his skin where little beads of water were left on his shoulders and torso. He looked down the hallway to see that a large window was open, the curtains blowing from the wind. Shou made a pouty face and rubbed his feet on the carpet before heading back to his room to get dressed. He ushered the two maids from before out of his room, knowing that they probably peeked in his closet, but he thanked them for cleaning, anyway, because he had never really been a very organized person himself, even if he did like it when the things he did were organized. So, really, he was sort of a hypocrite.

                                                With his trembling hands, Shou opened his closet door to find a nice outfit to wear to school. It was nice that he didn't have to wear uniforms; he had much more freedom that way. But he had a lot of freedom, anyway, since he was the heir to a large corporation, one of the largest in Japan. Then again, there were a lot of restrictions, too; he could only go to events that his mother approved of, any friends he had would get a background check, and plenty of other restrictions that would invade his privacy. Most of it, though, was mainly for the company's own good. Shou decided not to think about that and just pick out his clothes for the day. He finally chose a nice short-sleeved shirt that had a design of different colored lines running down it vertically with a couple of doves swooping over them, and a pair of blue, skinny jeans. It definitely wasn't his most appealing outfit, but he found it nice to wear. But then he remembered the cold air rushing through the hallway and walked into the back of his closet to find a jacket; he absolutely hated the cold. Hated it. He loved to see snow and everything, but he would hate to be actually in it. It wasn't snowing, but it was definitely cold to Shou. He found a designer black jacket that looked sort of like a pea coat, but it wasn't as thick. He quickly threw the towel out onto his bedroom floor and grabbed his clothes, including his clean boxers, throwing them on. The redhead rolled a pair of socks on his feet and grabbed the shoes closest to him.

                                                The boy looked into the mirror at the back wall of his closet, fumbling with his hair a bit, deciding to leave it down for once. He almost always did something with his hair, but this morning he really didn't feel like taking his time with anything since he was still a little tired. So, he left his room looking like a tired heir who did not feel like spending any time with his looks. At all. When a few maids approached him, asking what he would like for breakfast, he simply raised a hand and shook his head, a little irritated by their lack of personality, "No, no, thank you. I would like to ask you, if I may, where I might find my mother. Do any of you know?" Even if he really was irritated, he kept the same apathetic, passive tone and facial expression he almost always had. (Again, he's a hypocrite.) "Ah...I believe she would be in the First Parlor speaking with one of her friends, sir." Shou gave the one who spoke up, quite a average looking girl, a quick smile as a 'thank you' and turned on his heel to speak with his mother before she left for the day. Ever since his father's death, which he never, ever liked to talk about, his mother has worked very hard to keep their company strong and prosperous. And because she felt she need to work so hard, Shou hardly ever saw her in the morning.

                                                Shou found his way to the Parlor where the maid said his mother would be, and smiled when he saw his mother, a petite woman with short, light brown hair, speaking to a friend. His mother stopped in the middle of her sentence and looked at her son with a surprised smile, "Good morning..? Uh, I'll be just a second, alright?" She shifted in her chair a little uncomfortably and continued talking to the other woman.

                                                Well, he guessed that was one way to greet your son in the morning. 'Uh.. Why are you up so early?' Shou crossed his arms, waiting for his mother to finish her ridiculously long story. He felt a weak tug at his pants leg and looked down to see a small little girl, three or four, smiling at him with large eyes. "Eh...'Ey. Aren't you supposed to be with your mother or something?" Shou stuck out his bottom lip and bent down a little so that she could talk to him easier. The little girl shook her head and pouted, "Okaa-san said that I should go look at those pretty pictures over there, but I've looked at them three times now" She held up two fingers, "but she's still talking to that other lady." The girl nodded her head and Shou laughed, looking over at the wall with many paintings spread out across it, "I can see how that could get boring after three times." He then heard the other woman calling her daughter over to her, the same woman talking to his mother:

                                                "Emi-chan, stop bugging Shou-san. You'll kill that boy with your silly questions." Shou shook his head, implying that he didn't really mind. He looked at the clock above the large fireplace behind all of the lounge chairs and sofas, a little disappointed that he couldn't give a proper goodbye to his mother. Instead, he just waved lightly at her, "I have to go now. Goodbye." The boy left the room, slightly more irritated than before and refused to speak to his butler who asked him many questions about the day before him. He only said 'thank you' when the man gave him his school bag that he never even carried around and his iPod that he had misplaced the day before. He hopped into the rather expensive Honda, letting the butler shut the door behind him. The drive was short, maybe ten to fifteen minutes, and nothing really interesting happened to him on the way, but he rarely ever found anything other people did interesting. When he exited the car, he could hear a few whispers, as if the teenagers the same age as he was, didn't know that he could hear them. Gossip. Drama. God, it all made him want to punch life in the head. Seriously. Not really in the mood for saying anything, Shou managed to ignore them and keep walking. He didn't notice that he was already inside the building until he bumped into a few small, feminine bodies.

                                                Once he gathered himself, Shou took out the earbuds he had in his ears, quickly apologizing in his small, shy voice, "Ah, Gomen. I didn't really see you all there..." He mentally kicked himself for his lack of observation skills and then realized that those three girls were familiar, very familiar, actually. He backed up a little and let the corners of his mouth rise a little, "Oh...Good morning."







    but, even though I say that I need you c l o s e to me
    I just pray that you will be happy forever

    no matter how lonely that makes me


    xxx
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    ▎▉ ▋▉ x x kiss, kiss, f a l l x ↘↘ in love!
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx kiss, kiss, f a l l in love




    - - - fi•be
    Also known as f i l t h_xxbeauty,
    the creator of candy. POP and the graphics maker.
    I wrote everything. I own (mostly) everything.
    I am the God of this roleplay.



    - - - bisco • hatori
    For making such a lovely series,
    Ouran High School Host Club,
    and for inspiring me to make this roleplay.
    (and for Tamaki. He's just brilliant. x3)

    and i would like to find,

    xxxxxxxx a hand like yours to take mine,

    and with one kiss xxxxxxxxxx,

    we could stop time and i'd fall in love with you!

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