#oh hae young again

[duahauuoplanh]

The bottom line: I will love someone as they are with all I am oh hae young again // my liberation notes writer: Park Hae-young

[ashblooddragons]

The Red Queen (Chapter 7/?)

112 ac

Alicents pov

I sit next to Myrielle in the royal box waiting for the tourney to start and for Rhaenyra to show. I have no idea how she gets away with all she does, if I did even half the things she’s done today I would be forced to be a Septa by my Father, only love and lust for the gods.

I sigh and look over at you and your friends smiling as you excitedly show them your new necklace, you had shown me it soon after so excited and only wanting to show me your new gift.

“Ali! Look! Look! Kepus gave this to me, don’t you think it’s pretty? Oh, I love it so much!” You say and I can’t help but notice you have seemingly had your hair fixed into a proper style. I’ve been needing to fix that, wonder who did. I think to myself. 

“Ah, let me see.” I say kneeling down so I can face you properly as I lift the garnet pendant watching as the rich red of the stone catches the light making it even more beautiful. “Lovely, a beautiful gift for a beautiful girl.” I say smiling when you beam with joy at the compliment.

“Mam– Ali do you have any jewelry that your family gave you that was a ancestirs?” You ask curiously as you play with the sapphire necklace around my neck. Your correction isn’t lost on me but I let you think I missed you almost calling me Mama.

It is moments like this one, where I know I am not alone in the feeling that I am your Mother. I may not have birthed you, nor carried you in my womb but you are my little girl.

“Ancestors,” I correct gently before I touch the necklace on my neck. “And yes, this used to be my Mother’s before she passed. I have many other necklaces, rings, bracelets, and earrings, that used to be hers.”

I know the moment you catch that my Mother is dead, I hae never told you nor have you most likely ever heard this fact so the tears that come to your eyes are not surprising. 

“Your Mama is dead? Is there any way to bring her back, so you can have her again?” You ask seemingly trying to find any way to take my pain away from her passing which seems to bring your young mind to necromancy. 

I can’t help but giggle at your young and innocent idea. “No, and besides she is in a better place, she is happy with the Stranger now, walking through fields of lilies and havig the sun kiss her skin at all times of day.”  I saw with a mournful smile. 

“Is the Stranger kind?” You ask wiping away your tears with the back of your dress sleeve. 

“Very kind.” I say before teaching you more about the seven and what each one is for and why they are important.

I’m snapped out of my thoughts when I hear the King start his speech before the tourney starts. “Be welcome! I know many of you have traveled long leagues to be at these games. But I promise, you will not be disappointed–”

The King pauses when Rhaenyra tries to sneak in and take her seat. I suppress a scoff when she sits down smirking thinking she got away with something again, and to be fair she probably did with how the King bends to her will.

“When I look at the fine knights in these lists, I see a group without equal in our histories. And this great day has been made more auspicious by the news that I am happy to share, the Queen Aemma has begun her labors!” 

With that announcement the crowd erupts into applause and cheers, small folk and noble alike rejoicing at the future heir to be born. I turn to look at you and see you nervously biting ad chewing on you lower lip it is already getting bloody and chapped. I at times worry if my nervous habit with m fingers has led you to do the same only with your lips. I reach over to hold your hand comforting you the only way I can. you may not say it or show it, nor understand it, but I can tell you worry for the Queen and your future sibling.

“May the luck of the Seven shine on all combatants!” The King says finally finishing his speech witha sigh and sitting on his mock throne. 

I turn to look at you after you tugged on the sleeve of my dress. “Yes, darling?” 

“Where’s Kepus? He said he was going to be in the games, but I haven’t seen him yet.” You are confused as you search for your dear uncle, or should I say Kepus. 

“He will be out soon, but first we have to watch Ser Cole and Ser Aldwin Sarwyck joust.” I say gently smiling when you nod, you don’t seem to like this information but you also seem to understand.

You’ve never cared much for tourneys, finding them too long and too boring. And I can’t blame you, as soon as it gets entertaining it is determined you must not see such violence at your young age. So when Ser Cole unmounts Ser Aldwin you don't clap nor cheer as loud as the rest, only clapping as you know you must.

“Princess Rhaenys Targaryen! I would humbly ask for the favor of ‘The Queen Who Never Was’.” Lord Boremund Baratheon declares holding his jousting stick up to the balcony.

You can hear the chatter of the courtiers gossiping. Do they ever stop? Probably not. I think to myself scowling when I see one of them point to you and your friends giggling over lemon cakes and tea.

“Good fortune to you, cousin.” Princess Rhaenys says obviously not happy with he cousins behavior but putting on a good face.

The less things for this court of vipers to gossip about you, the better. Or that is at least what my father loves to tell me when I even think of running through teh halls. 

“I would gladly take it if I thought I needed it.” He says pompously like any true Baratheon would. 

I hear a pained gasp beside me and turn to see Myrielle looking up at her brother and the lady Cerelle Celtigar seeming to be holding hands and talking. I had heard they are now bethrothed and getting ready to marry in three moons. Such a quick wedding has raised eyebrows as to why they are wedding so quickly, I have yet to hear one that makes sense. 

“Are you alright, Myrielle?” I ask worried as to what has he nearly in tears. 

“Yes, yes, sorry I must have gotten something in my eyes.” She says clearly lying but I pretend to believe her for her sake. That is until I hear Rhaenyra scoff.

“Is that what is’s called when you almost lay with your brother? You know it’s wrong right, to want to fuck your brother or family? That is at least what the rumors say.” She says crudely. 

I turn back and see tears rolling down Myrielles cheeks, whether that be because of shame or rage I can not tell. I can’t believe Rhaenyra’s hypocrisy, she has always found the conquers marriage as beautiful, and yet she sits there berating a girl over a rumor? It must be this that pushes me to speak up, to try and take Rhaenyra down a peg. 

“As if you Targaryens have any room to talk. Were the conquers not brother and sisters, or had I read the history books wrong?” I ask with a smirk knowing I’ve backed her into a corner.

I can see Rhaenyra is ready to lash back when the King clears his throat and when we turn to look at him, he’s glaring at Rhaneyra making her slump back into her chair with a scowl upon her face.

I turn back to Myrielle who is smiling thankfully. “I do not know if this is true, but as far as I’m concerned it is only a rumor about the new lady of court.” I say squeezing her hand reasuringly, before turning back to watch as the Rouge Prince comes riding into the jousting ring. 

I can’t help but smile when you perk up at the sight of him, for if he can bring that smile of pure joy to your little face can he truly be that bad? 

I was so distracted by your excited chatter that you had finally been allowed to make a favor for a knight that I missed the way Myrielle and my eldest brother, Lorent, were staring at each other. If I had I would have noticed the blush on Myrielles face and the look of lust in my brother’s eyes.

“Who do you think he’ll pick?” You ask as you watch Prince Daemon moving his horse up and down the line of knights to choose from. When I see my brother Gwayne I get a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach put push it down and smile down at you,

“I have no idea, though they musat be a extraordinary knight to be choices for the Prin–.” I say only to stop when I see he picked the one person I hoped and silently prayed he wouldn’t, Gwyane.

“Who’s the one with the tower helmet?” You ask curiously as you lean into me on the seate we are sitting on.

You do this often, looking for my touch and comfort, besides the Prince I am the person you seek out the most.

“My brother.” I say fighting the urge to bite and pick at my cuticles. It is not for my sake but for yours for I will not let you gain such a harming habit because of me, because of my anixites. So I will push them down for your sake. 

“He must be a very good knight for Kepus to pick him.” You say in wonder. 

Or the son of the Prince’s greatest enemy. I think coldly.

I hold my breath as I watch the joust, my brother seems to have almost knocked the Prince off his horse. But on the next joust, the Prince leans his jousting stick downward so it trips the horse making the horse and my brother flip through the air landing with a resounding crash that makes everyone gasp. But I do not get much time to recoup until the Prince is in front of the balcony smirking up at us, or should I say, my father.

“Nicely done uncle.” Rhaenyra says with a smirk batting her eyes ar him. I have to fight the urge to slap her as she seems to forger my brother was just carried out of the tourney ring. 

“Thank you, Rhaenyra, now I am fairly certain I can win these games but what isn’t a little extra luck from the most beautiful maiden here?” He says smiling when you walk up with your friends smiling and waving at him.

“It would be my honor Uncle.” Rhaenyra says breathlessly getting ready to grab her favor when the Prince stops her.

“Not you, I meant the Realms Darling over here.” He says pointing his jousting stick towards you.

The look of pure joy crossing your face mixed with Rhaenyra’s look of betrayal and embarrassment almost made my brothers injury worth it, almost.

You run over to grab your favor only to run back and almost tripping and falling from your excitement, it’s a good thing I caught you or else you may have fallen off the balcony. 

“I made it myself!” You say excitedly as you reach over just barely able to reach before letting your wreath slide down.

“It is a lovely favor, it is sure to make me win.” He says making you giggle as he rides off.

“He’ll win with my favor right?” You ask as you hold my hand as we walk back to our seat.

“If he does not then he must have terrible luck because you are the luckiest girl in the world.” I say tickling your sides making you giggle uncontrollably. 

As the match goes on we don’t notice how slowly but surely the crowd seems to becomes mournful. It is only after your uncle lost his bout and whispered something to Ser Cole that we finally hear the news.

“Ali, please say it’s not true.” You plead tears rolling down your little face. 

When I can’t find a response you burst into tears and sob into my chest as I hold you close praying I could take all your pain and put it onto myself. But there is no gods, or magic that would let me so I sit there holding you and carrying you to your chambers as you cry your little heart out as any little girl should after losing their mother.

This is the necklace I see that Alicent was wearing, the one made of Sapphires from her mom.

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Special thanks to my bestie @sugutoad for making the header for this fic! I swear I be lost without you Girly!

Also Nymeria and Myrielle are my besties @sugutoad ocs so give her the love for these magical and beautiful characters!!

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[yodatzutzu]

i need somebody

(aespa Winter x Male Reader) ❄️pairing: Cheater! Idol! Winter x Cheated! Idol! Male Reader ❄️genre: angst ❄️w/c: 762 words ❄️warning: not proofread, some grammar mistakes maybe ❄️tags: lovers, betrayal, cheating occured ❄️a/n: Hello, this is Tzu! It's been a long time since I wrote fanfiction, I'm also new to Tumblr, so the formatting might be dank lol. This is just a short drabble I did, and hopefully I can make this into a series to show Y/N's past with Winter and how the heartbreak occurred. I suggest playing the song while you read to get into the feels, you know? :>

A melodic whistle was heard throughout the stadium as the lights slowly faded in a tone Winter was very familiar with, the spotlight focused on Y/N highlighting his sky blue guitar with a snowflake brooch pinned on the strap. The light then highlighted each member of the band. Y/N walked towards his microphone and started to sing his verse.

Hello geogi

Nugu eopsna

Where is

Y/N sang his lines with calmness and a pang of sadness, while strumming his guitar slowly to play the notes while closing his eyes trying to focus on their performance.

Naege daedap hana

Haejul nugunga

Is anyone there?

Y/N opens his eyes and scans the audience while slowly singing, his caramel eyes stopping at her. The same eyes he loved staring at, now gazes back at him with sadness and regret.

Sarajyeo jeomjeom sori eopsi

Naegeseo amu iyu eopsi

Hoksina jeonbuda chakgagin geonji

Kkumsogeseo seoroga seororeul boneun geonji

As Wonpil sings his part of the song, memories flashes through Winter’s mind playing back her mistakes and stupid decisions which caused her to be unfaithful to the one she truly loved.

Why am I alone

Nareul dulleossan saramdeul soge

Y/N continued to play his guitar even though a deep frown muzzles his face, reminiscing about his experiences on why he wrote this song while Young K sang the chorus beautifully.

Why am I alone

Hollo namgyeojin jigeum nugunga piryohae (hey, oh)

Jigeum nugunga piryohae

Y/N continued the second part of the chorus while closing his eyes against the memories that flooded in because of Winter’s gaze. Slowly tears pooled in his eyes while he continued to sing melodically for the audience.

Hello amudo eopsnayo

Nareul badajul sarameun yeogi

Is anyone here?

Dagawa naege sori eopsi

Jabajwo amu iyu eopsi

Y/N sang his verse, the melody of his voice enchanting the whole stadium. Y/N’s voice is laced with sadness. Then Y/N whistled the familiar tone once again, that joyful tone that Winter taught him when they were trainees.

Why am I alone

Nareul dulleossan saramdeul soge

Why am I alone

Hollo namgyeojin jigeum nugunga piryohae

Jigeum nugunga piryohae

Young K and Sungjin harmonized through the chorus, their words flowing like a gentle stream making the audience in the stadium feel the raw emotions the song is conveying.

Ye chimmugeul jikineun saie

Modureul tteona bonaen deut hae

Nae meorissoge ullineun siren

Hwaksilhi igeon anin deut hae

Chimmugeul jikineun saie

Modureul tteona bonaen deut hae

Oh now I got to do something

All of Day6 then sang in unison while expertly playing their instruments. Wonpil and Young K are glancing at Y/N, knowing this song hits hard for him. Dowoon and Sungjin smile, offering support for their maknae. After Wonpil’s line, the bass and guitar faded out. Only the keyboard and drums remained.

Y/N let go of his guitar letting it hang on his body loosely and grasped the microphone tightly preparing to sing the last chorus of the song.

Why am I alone

Nareul dulleossan saramdeul soge

Why am I alone

He let himself feel all the emotions he bottled up over the last few months. The copious amount of emotions he’d let fester within him exploded as he belted out the lyrics. He traced the outline of the snowflake brooch on his guitar strap, a painful reminder of the person he loved with all his heart, the one who he wanted to grow old with, the one that betrayed him.

Hollo namgyeojin jigeum nugunga piryohae (hey, oh)

Jigeum nugunga piryohae (hey, oh)

He then ripped it off suddenly causing the pin to break, and shattering the snowflake. Tears distorted his vision as he sang, showering his cheeks. All the instruments came back to life as if trying to show their support to Y/N.

Jigeum nugunga piryohae

Y/N’s head hung low, his hands grasping his microphone tightly, tears streaming down his face. His throat tightened, his voice breaking before singing the last line. 

The lights then slowly fade out, and Y/N’s composure suddenly crumbles causing him to break down in tears. Winter adopted a remorseful look, turning away from the sight of Y/N crumbling down on stage, while her eyes burned with the tears that begged to be set free. The stadium applauded the band as they help Y/N walk to the backstage

She sighed deeply and shut her eyes letting the tears fall freely on her cheeks. She curses herself on why she did it, Why was she so stupid to cheat on him?

[fake-married-my-dead-fiance]

More delightful moments from Ep 3 of No Gain No Love

Wedding Lady dropping her clipboard because the groom (whom she has been hanging out with) is so hot

Ji-wook being like, "Oh, you're too old and out of it for cute names" to the ex-boyfriend

Hae-young buying two drinks for herself

Ji-wook is trying to be ugly on purpose!

Ex-boyfriend severely disturbed thinking that Hae-young did to him what he did to her (serves him right)

The high school students enjoying their makjang

This amazing jab from Hae-young (implying that her ex-boyfriend's wife will marry again)

The foster sisters with all those wedding money envelopes

This 5 minutes after the wedding

Awkward, Cluelessly Happy, Anxious and Over It

"Let's pretend to be cute" *appalled*

And as a bonus, this from the preview! They make me wait an entire day!

[whydoyouwantmyname]

Imagine being at the Royal Wedding

Your body was surrounded by dancers, all whom had come to celebrate the young queen, and the ever powerful king, as your body stepped in the way of your traditions, you could not help but notice the whispers as eyes preyed on you like daggers. For you were the widowed maiden, you were the eldest, yet Otto Hightower had promised your sister, the last of your mother’s heirs to the father of her best friend. It was a promise that most viewed as odd, but then again, most knew that it was not the affections of Viserys I Targaryen that you sought.

For as you turned you felt a hand touch the small of your back, the partner before you paled as he stepped aside, for you did not even need to look to see who was taking his place as a smile grew across your face for the first time all night, “Daemon, must you always ruin a perfect evening with your presence?”

“If I remember correctly, it is a presence you once fancied, Lady Hightower, as I do recall you always following me among the courtyard.”his words were smooth as your eyes finally met, a twinkle in them that only you seemed to be able to create as a rare smile graced his face.

“I do not recall.” You replied, as his eyes scanned you, “Green suits you.”

“Red and black would suit me better.” You hissed as he chuckled, before taking your hand to engage in the dance.

“īlon emagon danced bisa lilagon gō issa riñnykeā, emagon īlon daor?” (We have danced this dance before my lady, have we not?) He spoke as you looked at him, sometimes wishing he had not taught you the language

“Naenie jēdi, nyke pāsagon se mōr�� jēda istan rȳ issa own arranged dīnilūks. Pity, syt ser arryn istan nykeā sȳz dancer.” (Many times, I believe the last time was at my own arranged marriage. Pity, for Ser Arryn was a fine dancer.) You taunted as he smiled, “Ziry morghūltan nykeā honorable morghon isse vīlībāzma issa riñnykeā.” (He died an honorable death in battle my lady)

“Nykeā morghon ao daor doubt tymptan part isse.” (A death you no doubt played part in). You smiled back before adding, “Ry naejot ērinagon issa ondos, yn alas ao issi married naejot se brāedāzma aspo.” (All to win my hand, but alas you are married to the bronze bitch.)

“Nykeā dīnagon nyke emagon daor doubt aōha kepa tymptan nykeā role isse.” (A move I have no doubt your father played a role in.) he replied as you smiled, knowing the truth of the statement, “Nyke pāsagon īlon also danced hae bisa se bantis hen aōha own dīnilūks.” (I believe we also danced as this the night of your own wedding.)

“īlon istan fools naejot daor flee bona bantis, īlon could emagon issare rid hen bisa glaeson, se daorys would sagon se wiser.” (We were fools to not flee that night, we could have been rid of this life, and no one would be the wiser). He replied as your laughter filled his ears

“Kessa, kesrio syt se gēlenka ōghar would daor sagon nykeā sign bona ao issi targārien ānogar.” (Yes, because the silver hair would not be a sign that you are Targaryen blood.) you hand flipped his hair as he smiled, “Ziry istan nykeā mittys’s dream. Sir alas issa riñnykeā, nyke līs henujagon ao, hae nykeā mittys iksos approaching, daor doubt seeking aōha ondos.” (It was a fool’s dream. Now alas my lady, I must leave you, as a fool is approaching, no doubt seeking your hand.)

“Ossēnagon issa.” (Murder me) you groaned, before he took your hand and kissed it, butterflies fluttering within you as her whispered, “A pleasure as always Lady Hightower.”

“Oh do not speak as though we will not see each other before the break of dawn.” You whispered before turning away ever so slightly to meet the eyes of another suitor, as Daemon reluctantly stalked away, his hand lying on the hilt of his sword, ready to draw at your command.

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“Se naejot pendagon ao jeldan naejot vestragon geros ilas” (And to think you wanted to say farewell). You whispered before taking a long sip from your gauntlet, your back leaning against the balcony wall as your eyes met Daemon’s, his lips pulling into a smile as he looked back to the city beneath him.

“Nyke istan gō se impression nykeā āeksio istan naejot laodigon ao qrīdrughagon tonight, nyke ūndegon sir nyke istan pirta.” (I was under the impression a lord was to steal you away tonight, I see now I was wrong) He replied, your body turning to look eyes taking in the same image as his eyes, just two inches to the right.

“Avy jorrāelan.” You whispered, your cup coming to your lips again but not meeting until you uttered softly, “Se mērī ao, daor āeksio jāhor gūrogon issa.” (I love you, and only you. No lord will take me.”

“Lo aōha kepa ryptan ao…” (if your father heard you) he started but you were quick to cut him off, “Fuck issa kepa, dakogon qrīdrughagon rūsīr issa.” (Fuck my father, run away with me.)

“Ao issi jomōzare riñnykeā Hightower.”(you are drunk Lady Hightower.) he whispered, as you looked at him, concern in his eyes, as you were never one to speak of fleeing…. If anything you were always the one telling him his place was at his brother’s side.

“No.” You replied, your voice soft as you leaned in, “I am just tired of this life, of denying ourselves what we truly desire, I say if it is I you want, then take me. We shall slip away into the city, and hide away.”

“Avy jorrāelan.” (I love you) he whispered, as you closed the already close gap between you, your lips moving in sync as he laced his fingers into your hair, his other pulling you closer before you slightly pulled away, “Dakogon qrīdrughagon rūsīr issa.” (Run away with me.)

“Hae ao jaelagon, issa dāria.” (As you wish, my queen)

And with that, Lady Hightower died, and a new woman of a new name was born within you. You were now Lady Targaryen, the first wife of Daemon Targaryen whom he truly loved

[kdramaxoxo]

Hi, do you have any good noona romance recommendations? For reference, I've watched and loved What's up fox, Once Again (Gahee × Hyoshin), Pretty Noona, A Witch's Love. I'm craving a good, old- fashioned noona romance with a cute young man and a happy ending. Thanks!!

I LOVE a noona romance and it's been so long since I've made a list!

Witch's Love was super cute so I have to add it to this of course ;-)

Cute Noona Romances

Witch’s Romance: A totally cute noona romance between a successful 39 year old reporter and a 25 year old jack-of-all-trades (played by Park Seo Joon!). Their chemistry is off the chain you guys, and their first kiss is iconic to me. 

Search: WWW: I always say that if you want to watch powerful women in suits having noona romances, this is YOUR drama. It's true that some of the workplace stuff is a little over the top but I mean, it's a k-drama! It features my favorite lady of all time (Scarlett - my wife my love) and the couples are GORGEOUS.

Run On: This drama is where I started stanning Kang Tae Oh. He is legit my dream man archetype in this drama (bisexual artist!) and he falls for an older woman though he is part of the secondary couple. But also it's just a super amazing, very cute slice of life drama.

Reunited Worlds: I’m very aware that this drama is not popular and was not well received (due to the acting chops of the second lead) but I loved it. A high school teen (Yeo Jin Goo) is killed and through k-drama ghost magic nonsense, comes back 12 years later and finds his first love, now much older than him. This is an unusual noona romance because the leading lady is NOT successful in her work when they start their romance. It was a very beautiful love story though (oh Yeo Jin Goo how do you DO IT!), and I enjoyed the melo moments mixed with total cuteness. I laughed, I cried :) 

Crash Course In Romance: An uptight Math professor falls in love with an older women who runs a banchan shop. Really amazing characters! I think it falls off track a little toward the end (as most kdramas do lol) but it's still very much worth watching for the main couple.

Romance Is a Bonus Book: A pretty easy and cute drama about a woman who works at a book publishing company who falls for a younger guy that has liked her since childhood. The issue with this drama honestly is that the second lead is SO AMAZING. But whatever, it's a simple watch.

Forecasting Love and Weather: If I'm honest, I can't remember a ton about this drama and I do remember it not being amazing overall. But if you want a workplace slice of life with really lovely and mature romance in the beginning (I don’t mean mature like “sexy times” but like, this couple is soft and communicates and it's definately a noona romance!) you might really enjoy this drama. How it ends though? It's left my brain yall!

Encounter / Boyfriend: A heartfelt and gorgeously filmed romance between a sucessful but emotionally damaged hotel CEO and a soft boy she met in Cuba. Their relationship is not perfect but you’ll fight for them because of how dang soft they are. 

One Spring Night: If you enjoyed Pretty Noona Who Buys Me Food but wish it was a little less depressing, I present One Spring Night. A romance between a single dad and a girl who comes into his pharmacy. It’s one of those more realistic toned dramas and has a very specific slower moving pace. I'm not sure if they say it's a noona romance but the leads have an irl age gap.

Below is one of my favorite Noona Romances. I can't say this one has a "happy ending" but it's an interesting ending and 100% worth watching if you can handle the stress ;-) Awarded Most Passionate Noona Romance by me!

Secret Love Affair: There really is no other k-drama like this one: A dark and serious  love story between an older women working in a music univerity, and a gifted pianist. The chemistry between Yoo ah In and Kim Hae ae is really intense and unique. This is the moment that I fell for Yoo Ah In as an actor (I’d seen him in other things but this one was the clincher). It’s a very stressful drama with a slow pace and and a very distinctive soundtrack. It wasn’t my jam but I’m glad I saw it!

Enjoy!

[dandylion240]

Casey tried to control his nerves as he walked towards the door to the law office. He was thankful that his brother Robert was meeting him here, glancing around he smiled in relief seeing his brother walking towards him.

“You ready for this?” Robert asked giving him a reassuring smile patting him on the back.

Casey tried to return the smile but found he couldn’t. He was too nervous contemplating what the lawyer would tell him, shrugging “as ready as I’ll ever be.”

Entering the office, Casey extended his hand “Mr Greene I’m Casey Bennett.”

“And this is?” the lawyer waved at Robert.

“Oh this is my brother, Robert,” Casey said in introduction.

“Ah yes you’re the one I spoke with on the phone,” Mr Greene said extending his hand. “So how can I help you?” he asked sitting down.

“Well um …” suddenly tongue-tied Casey didn’t know what he wanted to say. Taking a deep breath, steadying his nerves he tried again “my fiance left my infant son alone with a note stating how she didn’t want to be a mother anymore. I was hoping you could help me ensure she doesn’t come back later and try to take my son away from me.”

“I take it your fiance is the biological mother of your son?” the lawyer asked.

“Yes if you call someone who leaves their baby alone for hours a mother, then yeah she is.”

“May I see the note?” the lawyer asked ignoring the belligerent attitude Casey displayed.

Reaching in his pocket, taking out a well-worn crumpled piece of paper and handed it to the lawyer. After a moment of silence while the lawyer read and reread it Mr. Greene looked up “do you mind if I have a copy made of this?”

“No make as many as you need,” Casey told him.

Coming back into the office the lawyer handed Casey a copy “we’ll need the original on file in case we need to go to court.” Sitting down Mr. Greene said “tell me about your relationship with your fiance. How you met, when you met, where … that sort of thing so I can see the full picture.”

This was the moment Casey dreaded. The moment he had to admit to being an idiot. His reluctance must hae shown on his face. “It’s alright son, I’m not here to judge you. But the more you tell me the better I can do my job.”

“Alright,” Casey sighed giving in “we met in college.”

“Was it an exclusive relationship?” Mr Greene prompted.

“Not at first. We each saw other people.” A small smile tugged at Casey’s lips as he recalled memories for his college days.

Mr Greene observed it “I can imagine, I was once that age and I remember my college days.” Breathing a little easier Casey relaxed, feeling more at ease. “When did the relationship become exclusive?”

“When Hannah told me she was pregnant,” running his hands through his hair “I told her I would take care of her and the baby.”

“Did you discuss alternatives to having the baby?”

“You mean abortion right?” Casey scowled at the thought “Hannah from the start wanted to terminate the pregnancy, even asking for money to get an abortion. I’m the one who wanted to have the baby. She only agreed when I asked her to marry me.”

“You never told me that,” Robert said shocked at the revelation.

“Why would I?” Casey dropped his head into his hands. “Why would I want to be reminded that I agreed to marry someone so that they wouldn’t kill my baby?”

“I think you dodged a bullet.” Both Casey and Robert jumped in surprise at those words. The lawyer smiled at them “I believe Hannah had ulterior motives to marrying you other than to have someone care for her unwanted child. It’s obvious that she thought your family had money and she thought she’d be able to cash in on it.” Raising his hand to forestall any objections he continued “I see it all the time. Your family has a certain notoriety around here and you can’t make a move without it being reported on in the news. You’re our very own celebrity family in these parts.”

“That doesn’t mean we have money,” Casey grumbled.

“True but many people cash in on this kind of fame all the time. I’m sure this young lady figured she could talk you into selling your story to the tabloids or a movie producer.”

“How did you know?” Casey asked bewildered.

Shrugging “I guessed,” Mr Greene leaned back from his desk. “I’ve been around and I’ve seen it all. Hannah fits the profile. When did you tell her no?”

“The night of our engagement party. She wanted to ask dad to agree to let me sell my story. It’s more his than mine and if he wanted everyone to know the whole story it would have to be his decision. He’s been under a lot of stress lately, I told her under no circumstances was she to approach the subject with him.”

Robert nodded agreeing with his brother, remembering the argument he had witnessed between Hannah and Casey that night. Casey continued “Hannah became unreasonably angry over it and said I was being unfair.”

“When was the party?”

“Last week,” Casey replied “I guess that was the beginning of the end.”

“Can’t argue with that,” Mr. Greene leaned forward “how did she treat your son?”

“Not well,” Casey swallowed hard as he remembered how she treated Edward, her son. “Not like a new mom would. She never picked him up, cuddled him or any of the things you would expect. It was almost like Eddie irritated her.”

“You suspected she was neglecting him while you were at work?”

Nodding Casey looked down at his feet “yes. I’d come home and he’d be screaming shut away in the bedroom, starving, wet and frantic.” Rubbing his eyes trying hard to remove the ugly images from his mind. “Hannah would be in the living room, ear buds in deaf to his cries.”

“Ok I’m beginning to get the picture,” Mr Greene smiled at Casey radiating confidence. “We’ll start proceedings and declare Hannah an unfit mother on grounds of neglect and child endangerment. Then we can proceed to declaring you sole custodian for your son.” Getting up he shook hands with Casey than Robert “cheer up, you’ve done the right thing by coming to me. Most of the time in cases like this the mother never comes back and if she does she’ll be facing jail time for her crimes.”

“Thank you Mr. Greene,” Casey said before leaving “you’ve set my mind at ease.”

Walking outside to his parked car Casey waved goodbye to Robert. Getting in the car he sat behind the wheel reviewing what was discussed in the lawyer’s office. It wasn’t what he’d expected but he was glad he listened to his brother and kept the appointment. Sighing as he backed out of his parking spot he couldn’t help but feel that Eddie was the one who lost in all of this. Because of Hannah’s selfishness Eddie was robbed of his mother. Part of Casey wished he could shield his son from ever knowing his mother had abandoned him.

Next

[manawari]

Just Friends

Once, Hae-in met a boy.

There was a track and field competition at the stadium. Countless of people flocked together to watch the match from different elementary schools. Hae-in had managed to get in the first place, much to her luck, but the victory came with a price — exhaustion. Her legs had gone sore when she threw herself at the bench, Hae-in looked around to see if there were people watching, so once she was certain, she raised her left leg to take off her shoe and then her sock.

It was a bruise, which she had gotten during her last training. But since Hae-in didn't want to back down from the competition, she went along with it amidst the sting it brought in her flesh.

She got through it anyway.

"You ran with that injury?"

A voice approached her. Hae-in looked up and saw a young boy, who was around her age. He had unruly pitch black hair and sun-kissed skin, he wore a varsity jacket over a shirt that had a school's logo and a pair of shorts that matched his jacket.

He must be a player. Hae-in thought. "Oh, well— I did."

"Are you still hurt?" He tilted his head to the side and stared at her injury.

She shook her head. "Not at all! Thank you."

"Wait, hold on a sec—" the boy reached to his pocket to bring something out. Then, he made his way toward her and got down on both of his knees to wrap a thin cloth around her ankle. His action caught Hae-in off-guard. When she opened her mouth to speak, the boy beat her to it. "I saw how you ran earlier. It was amazing. And now that I know you still competed in this state. . . Do your parents know?"

Hae-in shook her head.

The corner of his mouth twitched. "Well, I hope this helps. But you should get yourself checked since the competition is over."

"Okay," Hae-in nodded. "What's your name?"

"I'm Jin-woo!" The boy's smile extended when he turned up to meet her eyes.

"I'm Hae-in. Please to meet—"

"Hae-in! Sweetie, where are you?"

"That's my mom!" Hae-in hurriedly put on her sock and shoved her foot back on her shoe to get up. She rushed forward, but only then to halt. "N— nice meeting you, Jin-woo!"

She didn't wait for him to respond.

Hae-in would be lying if she said that she wouldn't see him again after that. To her, Jin-woo was the kid whom she met at the stadium. She had no hopes that their paths would cross again. But damn, she wished she had believed her mother's words that there were some people she would meet twice in her life.

When she was done doing her laps, Hae-in found three runners huddled together over a phone. It was blaring pop music that was mixed with cacophonous cheering from people. Hae-in speculated it must be the newly debuted band called ARISE, which was said to be composed of five people from different backgrounds who had passed the auditions.

Though, she could care less. She had no time for such things when she was a busy athlete and she would rather watch something—

"—give it up for Sung Jin-woo!"

The name drop made a pause in her world. It sounded vaguely familiar. So, Hae-in strode toward the young athletes and stole a peek on the phone.

"Ms. Cha!" One of the girls said. "Did you come to check out ARISE's concert last week?"

"Who's that guy?" Hae-in cut off the chase.

"Oh, this?" She pointed at the idol, who was singing in front of the crowd. He wore a black leather jacket with chains dangling on the shoulders, a white top, and a pair of leather pants with knee-high boots. "This is Sung Jin-woo! The main dancer of ARISE."

"Isn't he so cute, Ms. Cha?" The second athlete gushed. "Everything about him is so. . . Enchanting!"

"He can steal your heart in one look!"

Indeed, fans were cheering on top of their lungs at Jin-woo. But Hae-in? All she saw was that moment at the stadium. It was truly the same person. Jin-woo, the boy who had wrapped up her bruise, and Jin-woo, the man that young boy had grown to be and was now ruling the stage by his magnificent voice and breathtaking movements.

The first thing Hae-in did once she got home was open her social media platform and searched up 'ARISE'. And from there, a plethora of posts flooded her screen, each showcasing the band and its members, as well as the manager whom the fans had also been fawning over.

She eventually got to the posts that featured primarily Jin-woo. From his photoshoots, the random photos snapped by his band members, videos of him, fans commenting about him, and various others. Hae-in even chuckled at some of the posts.

Does he still remember me? She wondered.

Part of her wanted to message him, but the other part of her did not. Hae-in was worried that he might not recognize her, or even not respond to her message.

So, she decided to abandon the idea.

The next few days were spent with scrolling through ARISE for updates and Jin-woo's posts. Hae-in would watch his short dance covers that had kept her entertained throughout her break. And that was until she landed upon a post from the band's official account that had featured a video of ARISE's latest interview.

"I have a question for Sung Jin-woo!" The interviewer said. "If you could meet someone again, dead or alive, who would it be?"

"I'd say that girl I met when I was young. Even when she had an injury all along, she still managed to win, which I admired her for her determination." Jin-woo replied. He let out a soft smile. "I'm not sure if she still remembers me, but if there comes a time that I meet her again, I will be happy."

Hae-in's heart raced.

Jin-woo was hoping to meet her. . .

When Hae-in entered her condo later that day, her hands were shaking. Now that she discovered that Jin-woo still remembered her throughout these years, she must make her move, mustn't she?

But what should she say? Hi? Hello? Say that she was the girl he had described in the interview?

Finally, Hae-in mustered up her courage and went to his DMS to type out a message;

[ Cha Hae-in (@ truly_haein): hey! I don't know if you are able to see this but— I'm actually the girl whom you met a few years ago. ]

She shut her phone off and went to the kitchen to prepare for some dinner. And just as she set her utensils down, her phone let out a single sound.

Hae-in came over and picked it up and. . . Needless to say, she almost dropped it.

Jin-woo had replied to her message!

[ Sung Jin-woo (@ sjwofficial): Hae-in?! Oh my God!! ]

[ Sung Jin-woo (@ sjwofficial): I can't believe this. Really! I've been wanting to message you lately, but I was afraid that I might look like a fool to you in case you don't remember me. ]

Hae-in chuckled. Same.

[ Cha Hae-in (@ truly_haein): I watched your performances through the band's account. You're very amazing! ]

[ Sung Jin-woo (@ sjwofficial): haha thanks! ]

[ Sung Jin-woo (@ sjwofficial): do you want to meet up? That is, if you're free, of course. It's fine if you're not available:) ]

That was fast. Hae-in thought. But then she remembered that Jin-woo had been waiting for this moment, her lips curled into a smile.

[ Cha Hae-in (@ truly_haein): sure! ^_^ ]

At that moment, a seed of a beautiful friendship was planted.

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Jin-woo could hardly sleep at the excitement.

Hae-in actually messaged him. . . And then agreed to meet up with him after years of not seeing each other. Yes, Jin-woo had not forgotten about her even for such a short time, but it seemed that fate had another plan for the both of them, which was why she remained in the back of his mind.

If anything, he already knew about the life she had right now, based on the news he had been seeing — another athlete had made her mark in South Korea's Olympics and was competing in various competitions while representing her homeland. She reached her fame earlier before he did.

But here he was. . . A star of his own, radiating his newfound status everywhere he went. He sung, he danced, and did the two in the same time. Back then, Jin-woo was a shy young boy who had talents that brought him to the brightest and biggest path he had ever taken.

He was also in charge of his band's choreography. But before the rehearsal, Jin-woo must practice the song by himself until he came up with the right steps to teach his members. It was fun amidst the exhaustion, yet the results always paid off the moment the audience had witnessed it.

The music stopped the moment he clicked the remote. Jin-woo grabbed the collar of his shirt to wipe the sweat on his face. The rest of the members were panting after almost an hour of practicing in front of the broad mirror for their upcoming music video that was set to film next week.

"Please tell me the practice is over," Tae-gyu grumbled. "My arms are so sore!"

Jin-woo took his phone from his pocket to check the time. He grinned. "It is over. We're free to do whatever we want now."

"Finally!" Tae-gyu punched the air. "Anybody wanna order something? I'm starving."

"Your treat?" Byung-gyu eyed him curiously.

"Who said it's my treat?" Tae-gyu huffed. "Hey, Sung! After making us go suffer for one hour, how about you order us some food? Preferably Chinese, 'cuz I'm craving those."

"Sorry, I have plans," Jin-woo shrugged and shoved his hands into his pockets as he began to leave the hall. "Enjoy your meals!"

"Wait, what?"

"Plans?"

"Since when did that idiot have plans for something else?"

"Leave him be. He's practically an adult!" Jong-in rolled his eyes at the three.

It had been eleven days since he had begun talking with Hae-in. And by his luck, Hae-in's schedule was cleared up and she was free from her tasks, so the moment she informed him, Jin-woo set up a time and place to where would they meet.

After finishing his shower, Jin-woo made his way to pick through his assortment of clothing. If he was going to head out and not have people swarming him, then he must wear something that disguised his whole self. Surely, Hae-in would do the same since she had gained a lot of public attention for being a skillful athlete.

Jin-woo had gone for a pair of black jeans, a plain white shirt, and a brown jean jacket. Even if it might be against his usual color style, wearing something that was not black would be a nice way not to drive any attention. He also chose a black hat and a black facemask for additional disguise. Once he was satisfied with the way he looked, Jin-woo headed out of his room and went downstairs where his friends were at the living room, facing the television that featured a western action movie.

Yoon-ho was the one who spotted him. "Take care of yourself out there, Sung! And, where are you going anyway?"

"To meet up with a friend."

Before anyone else could ask, Jin-woo strode to the door and left.

He was supposed to meet up with her at the coffee shop. It was a few blocks away from where he lived. So, when he entered the cafe, Jin-woo walked past the counter and went to one of the empty tables in the corner. There wasn't a lot of customers around, considering how the prices for the drinks and pastries were something not many could afford.

Jin-woo sat down and waited. He wasn't sure how far was this place from Hae-in's, though she already said yes when he was about to ask where she lived. His elation got the best of him.

A few moments later, his phone dinged.

[ Cha Hae-in (@ truly_haein): I'm here. ]

Jin-woo looked across the place and saw a woman clad in a pair of jeans, boots, and a blouse that had puffy sleeves. She had short blonde hair and wore a pink cap with a white facemask.

The corners of his lips tugged into a smile.

[ Sung Jin-woo (@ sjwofficial): look to your right. ]

Hae-in got his message from her phone and turned her head to the right direction. Jin-woo raised his hand to get her attention, and it wasn't long until Hae-in met his gaze, he stood up and watched as the star athlete walked toward him.

It felt like a light was coming toward him. Not blinding, but the kind of light that made him see the beauty of every second. Hae-in was shorter than him by several inches, yet her presence felt different than when he was only looking at her through her photos or short clip of her interviews.

"Hi." She said.

"Hey."

Jin-woo smiled behind his facemask, hoping she would still see it just like how he noticed her eyes were glimmering.

They stood in front of each other in silence.

Then, Hae-in cleared her throat. "So, uh. . . " Her hands fidgeted on her sides. "Sorry. I'm not used to talking to people a lot, especially in person."

"Oh! No, it's fine!" Jin-woo said. "I share the same sentiments. We've only been meeting each other for the first time in years, after all."

"I guess you're right," she chuckled.

And so, the two of them sat in front of each other. Jin-woo had the widest smile in his face as he chattered with Hae-in, who was more talkative than she was in her interviews. When he was watching her in his phone, Hae-in would often give short answers, yet enough to satisfy the interviewer and only gave little details of her personal life; she always put on a nice smile, which was one of the things the audience had adored to see, and it made Jin-woo wonder if she was as still shy when he first met her that day.

Turned out, Hae-in only had to be completely comfortable with someone before opening up.

Jin-woo couldn't help but be surprised at the information Hae-in was sharing him. She revealed to him about her struggles with trying to maintain the "perfect" image for the crowds and that she had to suffer from dealing with questions which were out of the line. Jin-woo felt the same. Keeping up with his image was easy, since the media didn't care about the ARISE members being themselves, but the personal questions? No.

Interviewers would ask him about his relationship status, his family, and other things that were past Jin-woo's boundaries. He swore to protect his privacy and could only hope for the media to respect his wishes.

Interviews had always been a torture.

"So how did you become a star?" Hae-in asked.

"It's simple— my family dragged me to the audition," Jin-woo spoke in a slightly low voice. "It's not an exaggeration. They literally dragged me when I was dressed in pajamas."

Hae-in let out a giggle. "Your family is so supportive."

"Yeah, and when they learned that I had to move in with my bandmates, they were supportive instead of being emotional! I thought all of us were like that until Tae-gyu told me his mother cried and threw a farewell party for him." Jin-woo sighed. "I was so jealous in that moment."

"Cute." Hae-in chuckled.

"What's the best competition you have participated in?"

Their time in that café felt like a lifetime.

Jin-woo had lost touch of the time until his phone started ringing. He answered it without looking at the name and realized it was Jin-chul, who demanded where he was and said he was late to the meeting about next month's agendas. Jin-woo hung up after saying a single 'okay' and didn't wait for his manager to complete his sentence.

He turned to Hae-in and said. "Welp, I guess I had to go. I forgot that I still have something to do."

"That's okay! It's been great talking to you, Jin-woo." Hae-in smiled.

"I'll message you later once I'm done," Jin-woo promised her.

Beside his band members, Jin-woo didn't have other friends who were famous, practically because he found them ambitious and quite overbearing. But Hae-in? She was nice. Jin-woo liked talking to her a lot — he even began to secretly message her under the table when someone else was speaking.

And he was never caught.

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He was a star in the music industry. And she was a star in the track and field.

Jin-woo chose to keep his friendship with Hae-in a secret. He didn't know why he did, but he just felt like it. His friends started to become suspicious at the amount of time he was found typing on his phone, though they chose not to say a word about it, considering how Jin-woo responded to their questions sometimes.

"Hey, Sung? Are you sure you told the interviewer that you are not dating someone? You keep checking your phone than usual."

"Hm? What is it? You want to get back to practice?"

Tae-gyu gagged. "It's only past two minutes!"

"Well, I can still dance without taking breaks," smirked Jin-woo.

"Urgh. Whatever."

Jin-woo chuckled. He glanced down again to see the digital poster Hae-in had sent him. It was her upcoming competition against the athletes from France, Romania, Japan, and Thailand.

[ Cha Hae-in (@ truly_haein): amazing, isn't it? At least I wouldn't have to book a flight this time since the competition will be in Seoul. ]

Jin-woo smiled.

[ Sung Jin-woo (@ sjwofficial): then that gives me a reason to see it :D ]

[ Cha Hae-in (@ truly_haein): WHAT?! DON'T YOU HAVE A BUSY SCHEDULE OR SOMETHING??? ]

[ Sung Jin-woo (@ sjwofficial): have you ever heard of "if there's a will, there's a way"? Trust me on this. ]

Jin-woo did show up on the competition. He wore a long-haired black wig, a white cap, and a black facemask to watch within the crowd. Hae-in still didn't believe him when he said that he was going to watch her competition, so Jin-woo took it as a challenge to surprise her.

He was supposed to practice with his band, but he snuck out in the middle of their break.

Knowing that his phone would be bombarded with messages, Jin-woo put it on silent to watch the match peacefully. This had been his second time to witness Cha Hae-in run with his own eyes. Back then, he was amazed by her speed that it made him go look and congratulate her for being in the first place.

And he was going to do it again.

When Hae-in won the competition, the crowd went wild. Jin-woo cheered along with them. He took out his phone to take pictures of her receiving her medals and a bouquet of flowers. Hae-in was panting, yet managed to let out a broad smile. Jin-woo snapped a photo out of it too. And once the crowd slowly piled out of the stadium, Jin-woo stayed in his seat until most of the audience had gotten out and approached the nearest worker.

"Excuse me? Do you mind if you tell me where the backroom is?"

The janitor, not knowing who he was, replied in a blunt tone. "The security doesn't accept strangers to personally see Ms. Cha, sir."

"I'm actually a friend of hers."

"You cannot fool me, sir. You are not the first person to say that, so please, go to the exit."

"But I'm not someone pretending to be her friend—"

"Go away before I call the security!"

Jin-woo sighed and took off his mask. "It's me."

The janitor's eyes quickly widened. "Sung Jin—"

"Shh!" Jin-woo cut him off. "Do me a favor? Please? I need to see Hae-in."

"But can I take a picture with you first, though?"

"No."

The janitor frowned. "Alright. If you insist. . . " He began to walk away with his broom.

"W— wait!" Jin-woo called after him.

The janitor turned to the idol with a grin.

Jin-woo walked across the hallway, searching for a particular blonde. The janitor also told him that Hae-in was busy with packing her things, so Jin-woo still had time to see her. He found her in a pair of sweatpants this time instead of the shorts she had worn during the competition, Hae-in had her back turned to him while she was placing her towels inside of her gym bag.

His lips twitched into a grin. Jin-woo tugged his cap lower and started to make his way toward her in soundless steps. Hae-in was still unaware of the nearing presence behind her. Jin-woo crouched low and once he reached the right proximity, he raised his head toward her ear and held his breath.

"Hey~"

Hae-in instantly shrieked.

Jin-woo burst out a loud laugh when he saw her frightened face while she had her arms across her chest, holding onto her shoulders. Once she recovered and realized who it was, a cold glare was formed in Hae-in's eyes.

"Jin-woo!"

"Surprise?" Jin-woo grinned.

Hae-in slapped him on the arm. "Who wouldn't be surprised at what you just did?!"

"Which one? The fact that I scared the heck out of you or the part where I showed up to your competition?"

"You—" Hae-in's ire subsided and lowered her head. Then, she snorted. She looked up to him with a smile. "You really lived up to your words, huh?"

"Now that's one thing you should always remember!" Jin-woo's grin broadened that showed a portion of his teeth. "So. . . No hugs? No 'oh my God! I'm so glad you came'?"

"Idiot." Hae-in rolled her eyes. She laughed and went up to wrap her arms around Jin-woo's shoulders.

They supported each other in every way.

When Jin-woo was busy and couldn't squeeze his time with Hae-in in his schedule, he'd try to make it up to her by checking up on her to see how she was doing. Hae-in did the same. She'd send him a message in the middle of the day and if she was too shy to comment on his posts, she would just slide into his DMs.

There were even occasions where Hae-in would attend the band's concert in her disguise and take a photo of herself when Jin-woo was on stage. She'd send it to him once the concert was over. And of course, Jin-woo would be surprised that he even dropped his phone after seeing the photo.

Eventually, he got used to it.

Jin-woo wasn't expecting that Hae-in would be in the concert, but if she sent him a photo, he would grin broadly. Same with Hae-in. He'd show up in her competitions and snap a selfie of himself to send it to her afterward.

They'd still see each other depending on their availability. Though, part of Jin-woo wished he wouldn't have to wear a disguise when meeting Hae-in. . . But given their reputations, nobody must know.

Only his parents knew about the friendship he had with the famous track and field athlete.

"So! You and I will do this part—" Byung-gyu drew a circle around the verse with his pen. "And then Tae-gyu will sing solo on the next part up until Yoon-ho's rap."

"Got it!" Jin-woo nodded. "Say, how about we practice our parts together?"

"Oka—"

The door was bursted open.

"Jin-woo! What's the meaning of this?!"

Byung-gyu and Jin-woo turned over their shoulders to face a panting Tae-gyu. Jin-woo raised an eyebrow. "But I didn't leak anything?"

"Not that! Check Twitter right now!"

Jin-woo took out his phone and so did Byung-gyu. He clicked on the app and found the "trending" option where—

"Oh my god!" Byung-gyu gasped.

He turned to his friend. "What—"

"You're dating Cha Hae-in?!"

"What?!" Jin-woo's jaw dropped. "Who did—"

Byung-gyu almost shoved his phone to his face that Jin-woo had to lean away a little to check the post.

His eyes became wide as spheres.

The post came from one of the popular entertainment agencies in South Korea that featured updates from various celebrities. Mainly, it posted rumors of two people dating. . . And it seemed Jin-woo had become one of those topics.

Him and none other than Hae-in.

[ Sung Jin-woo of #ARISE and Star Athlete Cha Hae-in are found in the park together! ] — the post stated.

It was indeed him and Hae-in. They had just finished jogging around the park and secluded themselves under the shady tree to peel their masks off a little to let themselves breathe. Unbeknownst to them, a couple was taking a picture of themselves, only then to notice two very familiar people behind

Hence, why the photo of him and Hae-in looked like it had been zoomed in and cropped.

This is bad. He thought. Very bad!

Jin-woo turned to his phone and his breath caught up at the center of his throats. There were comments. Dozens of them. All of them were astounded to see him together with Hae-in. And there were some who were skeptical if it was really them and that they were together.

[ user1: Jin-woo?? And Hae-in?? They are in a secret relationship all along?? ]

[ user2: Jin-woo has been lying in the interviews! Now this explains why he looks disinterested in questions about his dating life. HE'S JUST TRYING TO PROTECT HIS PRIVACY! ]

[ user3: congrats to the couple!!! ]

[ user4: I did not expect this. But since I'm a fan of both Hae-in and Jin-woo, I shall support these lovebirds! ]

[ user5: they look so adorable together!! ]

Jin-woo scrolled deeper until he had enough of the comments, especially the ones who were congratulating him for his relationship with Hae-in — which was not true. He and Hae-in never even dated.

"Is the post true?!" Tae-gyu snapped him out of his thoughts. "Look, I understand that you have every right to keep things for yourself, but it's your love life we are talking about! Like, how did you even—"

"We're not dating!" Jin-woo exclaimed. "Hae-in and I are not in a romantic relationship. We're just close friends."

"Then why didn't you tell us?" Byung-gyu raised an eyebrow.

"It's not that entirely big. And besides, I know how you guys will react if I bring her here." Jin-woo scoffed. "How did we become friends? It's simple. I've already met Hae-in as a kid, but never heard of her again until I made my debut in the industry."

"Since then, you hang out with her behind our backs?"

"Yeah."

Tae-gyu let out a glare. "So that's why you keep sneaking out like you're meeting up with your forbidden lover!"

"She's not!" Jin-woo argued. "But as much as I want to stay and argue, I must fix this mess up before it gets worse!"

Especially for Hae-in.

Sooner or later, she would be see those rumors and start getting nervous. But first, Jin-woo needed to prioritize the media, knowing how rapid it could get, and the more people would believe that it was true if he must not act early.

Without leaving his chair, Jin-woo made a new post in his account:

[ Sung Jin-woo (@ sjwofficial): in regards to the rumors, Hae-in and I are not romantically involved with each other. She's someone whom I've met when I was young and met for the second time this year. She's amazing, yes, but I support her and she supports me like how friends should. To anyone who hasn't known what's going on, please do not listen to the rumors. Thank you! ]

He pressed the button and his post showed up in his feed within a second. Byung-gyu and Tae-gyu saw it and snickered together.

"Supporting each other, huh? How many times have Ms. Cha came to see our concerts?" Tae-gyu grinned.

"Seven times. She sends me a photo every time she's in the crowd."

"Woah. . . I'm guessing you do the same?"

"Yeah."

Byung-gyu and Tae-gyu shared a glance at each other as if Jin-woo had gone mad. Jin-woo shook his head and got up from his chair to leave the two alone before something else might happen to him.

He called Hae-in when he got inside of his room. As anticipated, Hae-in had already known about the rumors and other athletes had begun to ask her about her relationship with the ARISE member. Jin-woo's heart pinched in worry and could imagine how tough it was going to be for her.

Instead, Hae-in just laughed.

"You don't have to worry about me, Jin-woo! Yeah, I was bombarded with questions, but I managed to clear everything to them." Hae-in said. "And besides, those are just rumors. Let people believe what they want to believe."

Jin-woo sighed. "I just don't want to let you get into this mess. You got an upcoming prelims next week."

"Yeah, but I'm not stressing about that," shrugged Hae-in. "Are you still coming?"

"Me? Of course! I'm not gonna let those rumors hold me back."

"See? That's what I want to hear from Sung Jin-woo!"

He snorted. "Why? Does it sound very unlike me?"

"Well, you're supposed not to care because that's how you are in interviews."

"That's different. I know you're trying to keep a low profile and not let your private life be invaded, so that's why."

"You worry too much." Jin-woo could feel her rolling her eyes. "As long as we know to ourselves that we're just friends and nothing more, that's it."

"Yeah," a subtle smile formed across his lips.

Just friends.

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They were friends.

Friends who supported each other on and off cameras. Hae-in and Jin-woo even became confident enough to comment on each other's posts. Even though the media hadn't seen photos of Hae-in being in ARISE's concerts and Jin-woo being in her competitions, the fans pretty much knew it due to the way Jin-woo and Hae-in complimented each other in social media.

They were friends.

Friends who never listened to the amount of rumors about them in a romantic relationship. Jin-woo had grown used to it, but it didn't stop him from posting a statement. The rest of the ARISE members just laughed at it when they saw the notification.

"You know, since you hardly post anything, your page is going to be filled with you debunking rumors." Yoon-ho said to him.

"So what? Dealing with rumors is like fighting bacteria." Jin-woo rolled his eyes.

"Shush!" Jong-in chastised him. "There are cameras around."

"Oh, please. . . I doubt they're gonna post it on the internet that I'm trashing people." Jin-woo muttered. The photographer gestured his hand to command the idol to move to the right. Jin-woo stepped down from the stool to lean his elbow against it, facing the camera as it let out another flash. "I'll keep doing it until they finally had enough of assuming Hae-in and I are not in a relationship. Byung-gyu's friends with Hee-jin, but there isn't a single rumor of them dating."

"That's because the media has nothing to use between her and I for creating fake news," replied Byung-gyu behind him. "Have you seen us act sweet toward each other?"

"Yeah. Last week, I guess?"

"That's because she wanted something from me."

"See the difference, Sung?" Tae-gyu piped up. "How about this— have you tried insulting Hae-in at least once?"

Jin-woo abruptly turned to the oldest member of the band, flashing him with a daggering glare that looked like he could kill. "No! Why would I even do that to her? We're not like Hee-jin and Byung-gyu, or even Yoon-ho and Jong-in."

"Huh?"

"What?"

He ignored them. "There are plenty of ways to prove that we're just friends. Not just throwing insults."

"Face the camera, please!" The photographer shouted.

Jin-woo faced the camera once again and another photo was snapped. Then, he caught Jin-ho appearing in his peripheral vision. The younger man held out his phone, which showed the ongoing call from Park Kyung-hye, so Jin-woo raised his hand to the photographers and then drew it across his neck to insinuate something. They nodded and paused the session, allowing everyone else to take a break. Some makeup artists rushed up to check if the members still looked presentable, but Jin-woo went past them to make his way to Jin-ho.

"Yes, mom?" He asked.

"Are you busy today, son?"

"Not really. I'm just doing a couple of photoshoots this whole afternoon."

"I see. . . " Kyung-hye said. "I was wondering if you'd be up for some dinner with us."

            He chuckled. "You know that I'd drop everything just to have dinner with you, dad, and Jin-ah. Of course, I will be there!"

            "Can you invite Hae-in too? I haven't seen her for the past few weeks. Jin-ah misses her too, so I think this should be a great time to have her around again and know how she's been doing."

            "Alright. I'll ask her if she's free tonight." Jin-woo smiled.

            "Love you, Jin-woo!"

            "Love you too, mom."

            It was always heartwarming on how fond his family was to Hae-in. Jin-woo remembered their reactions when he told them that he had met the young athlete runner again after many years. They were happy for him. Hae-in was even surprised when Kyung-hye had instantly welcomed her the moment he brought her to his house. Since then, his family adored her as if she was their own.

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Alone the rehearsal hall, Jin-woo was dancing to the music. There was no deadline or a particular event, he just wanted to dance to release some sweat. The others were off to do their own thing, so Jin-woo decided to do his. Being the lead dancer of the band, he had the liability to use the hall anytime he wished, whether it was doing his hobby or practicing, Jin-woo was the owner of the keys.

His jacket was discarded next to the small portable speaker which was blaring the music, leaving Jin-woo in his grey sleeveless top and a pair of black sweatpants. The white shoes he wore were light and made of cotton, so he wouldn't have to be bothered by hearing those squeaking noises each time his feet rubbed against the clean floor.

Jin-woo felt like he was in his own world. It was different when he was doing exercises — he had to be concentrated, but when he was dancing, his body moved naturally. Jin-woo could close his eyes and pay less attention to the beat, but he would still be on sync with the music.

Sometimes, he'd post short videos of his dances, whether it was solo of one of his band's songs or a dance cover. But other times, Jin-woo liked to keep the dances to himself just like how he frequently danced in his bedroom, which also explained his well-built physique.

The song was a personal favorite of his. It also included a choreography, allowing Jin-woo to feel in touch with the lyrics and beat more. It was not emotional, rather it had a specific rhythm that made him invigorated and didn't exert his muscles to exhaustion.

It was him and the music alone.

When the song ended, the corner of Jin-woo's mouth twitched into a grin as he turned around to make his way to his possessions. He still had some energy. So, he picked his phone up and began to scroll through his array of songs saved in his playlist. A certain song captured his attention, so he was about to press his thumb on it when he heard some clapping that echoed across the room.

"That was spectacular."

He raised his head and to his surprise, it was Hae-in. His jaw loosened upon the sight of her walking toward him with her lips curled into a smile. She wore a simple white blouse and a pair of blue leggings above her brown sandals. A cap also sat above her head.

"H— Hae-in?" Jin-woo stammered. "How. . . Have you been watching this whole time?"

"I only caught up in the middle of the song," she shrugged. "Why? Are you embarrassed?"

Jin-woo flushed a little. "No. . . Why should I?"

Hae-in had seen him dance before. Therefore, he mustn't be flustered when she caught him in the middle of the hall.

He cleared his throat. "So, uh. . . What brings you here?"

"I just wanted to visit you. I asked the guys and they told me that you're in the rehearsal hall, and since I don't know where that is, I asked Jin-ho for help." Hae-in explained.

"I see," he nodded.

"But since you're busy— I'll just sit here and watch." She concluded.

"Won't that make you feel bored?" Jin-woo huffed. "And besides, I have a better idea."

Hae-in arched an eyebrow. "And that is. . . ?"

"Dance with me."

" . . . " The athlete stared at him. "I'm sorry?"

"You heard me, Ms. Cha," Jin-woo grinned at her. "Instead of sitting there and acting like a stranger, why don't you join me?"

"I don't dance, Jin-woo."

"You wouldn't know until you try!" Jin-woo snickered. "Trust me, I'll make sure you won't feel embarrassed after this. I know a song that is great for beginners."

Hae-in swallowed before she reluctantly nodded. "Oh— okay."

Jin-woo lightly grabbed her wrist to bring her to the center and walked back to place his phone next to his speaker to press the play button, putting it on loop as well, and rushed back to Hae-in. The song began in a soft electric guitar stringing and the sound of a piano. He faced Hae-in fully and instructed;

"The first steps are similar to waltzing, so all you have to do is place your hand on my shoulder and put your foot back once I move mine forward. And don't worry, I'll guide you through it."

Hae-in nodded.

Now.

Her hand found his shoulder. His found her waist.

She was about to put her right hand as well when Jin-woo gently stopped her and told her that only one hand was required. Hae-in nodded again. Then, he and gently pushed forward. As told, Hae-in moved her foot backward and their feet slid across the floor to close the distance. Jin-woo did the same to his right foot and Hae-in followed.

They did the same steps with each feet until Jin-woo stopped, though it took a few seconds before he removed his hand. Hae-in waited for him to speak next.

"Now," Jin-woo took her hand. "The next step is I'm gonna spin you. If you'd like, I can do it slowly."

"Uh, I think I will be fine," said Hae-in. "Just do what you have to do."

Jin-woo nodded and heard her gasp when he twirled her around and tugged her back. Hae-in's hand found his bicep as though to balance herself. An airy chuckle escaped his mouth when he saw her wide-eyed reaction.

"Why so surprised, Ms. Cha? I thought you'll be fine?"

"I'm just caught off guard!" Hae-in exclaimed.

"Cute," Jin-woo grinned.

Hae-in was flexible, so it was easy for her to do some of the steps, but if she struggled a little, Jin-woo was there to guide her. The hall had never been so lively with their laughter in between the music. Their eyes almost never left each other as they repeated the steps when the song returned to the beginning.

There was no doubt that Jin-woo was astonished at Hae-in.

As she got used to it, Hae-in now wore a smile on her face. Jin-woo couldn't help but smile back. Moments ago, he was in his own world, but when Hae-in joined him, he felt as if he was sharing his world with his best friend.

When they got to the chorus, the two found themselves walking in circle with their hands on each other's shoulders. Jin-woo craned his neck down a little and Hae-in had to look up to meet his gaze due to their differences in height. It was as if there was magnetic field between them. It was just him and her.

Jin-woo had probably lost track on the amount of times their skins had touched. He had never made a lot of physical contact when dancing with someone. Hae-in, who would instantly flush when she got touched, had not complained. She was comfortable. Jin-woo wondered if he was the only one she had acted this way or there was someone else.

He spun her again when the song slowly reached its end note. Jin-woo gradually tugged her until her back was pressed against his side. With their hands still linked, he gently brought brought it down until his arm was wrapped around her waist as the last piano keys sang into silence.

He heard Hae-in chuckle. "Well, that was fun."

"Exhausted?"

"Quite. But it feels different when I'm doing my la—"

"Oh my God!"

Jin-woo and Hae-in almost jumped. She quickly retracted herself from him while he turned around and saw none other than Tae-gyu, who looked like a deer caught in headlights.

"What are you doing here?!" Jin-woo hissed. On the other hand, Hae-in was in deep red.

"I was just gonna ask if I can burrow your— you know what? Nevermind! Just keep whatever you two are doing." Tae-gyu turned around to face the exit.

Heat crept up to Jin-woo's neck. "I— it's not what you think!"

"Of course, it's not. What do you think I am thinking?"

"I. . . I don't know."

Tae-gyu let out a snicker and shot him a smirk over his shoulder. "Angry that you two's romantic dance got interrupted?"

"Scratch the romance part for the love of God!" Jin-woo groaned. "I was just teaching her."

"Yeah, keep saying that, Sung. Aren't you supposed to get ready? If you don't wanna go, then I will happily replace you."

"Get out!"

Once Tae-gyu left, Jin-woo sighed. He looked over and saw Hae-in wipe her sweating neck with her handkerchief — though, the mortification was still visible in her visage. Jin-woo couldn't blame her. Tae-gyu, of all people, had to ruin the moment and opened that annoying mouth of his.

Right! Jin-woo remembered that he had one thing to do since Hae-in was there. "Uh, Hae-in?"

"Hm?"

"My mom called earlier and told me to come home," said Jin-woo. "She also said that I should invite you to join us."

Hae-in's eyes finally lit up. "Sure! What time?"

"7 PM. But I'll pick you up instead."

"Okay," she smiled. "I'll wait for you."

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"Unnie! You're finally here!"

"Careful, Jin-ah! Let our guest breathe."

"It's fine, Mr. Sung!"

"Thank you for coming, dear. It feels like it's been so long since you've set foot in this household."

"I'm happy to be here again, ma'am."

"You're so gonna love this night's dinner!"

*chuckle* "Your mom's food always taste the best, Jin-ah."

Jin-woo smiled as he watched the loving sight of his family welcoming Hae-in. Jin-ah looked as if she didn't want to let go from Hae-in. He hung his coat over the hook, leaving him in his black turtleneck, then cleared his throat. "What about me? You haven't seen me for a long time too!"

"It's only been six weeks, brother," Jin-ah rolled her eyes.

He gaped. "Hey! That's long enough!"

"Here we go again," Kyung-hye sighed. "How about you two set up the table instead of arguing already?"

"Yes, mom." The siblings said in unison.

Before he was famous, Jin-woo and his family only lived in an apartment. But now that he was earning thousands of money, Jin-woo bought a new house for them to move in. It was not entirely big or fancy, rather it was enough to feel the simplicity of life. Kyung-hye was the one who set everything up, from the decorations to the photos, and Ill-hwang maintained the house's tidiness if he had no work.

Jin-woo had pretty much invested 70% his money into his family, only wanting nothing but the best for his parents and little sister, who was close to finishing high school. And at this, Jin-ah could choose any university she wished and Jin-woo would happily enroll her.

He didn't stop his father from continuing his job as a fireman. Jin-woo knew how Ill-hwang liked helping people's lives — which he admired his old man for that. As long as he still had capability, Ill-hwang would continue his job and earn to support his family without relying on his son most of the time.

The meal was a traditional seafood stew. It was perfect for the beginning of the cold season. Hae-in, who sat next to Jin-woo, laughed along with Jin-ah. Kyung-hye and Ill-hwang watched the two warmly as they exchanged short remarks to each other. Jin-woo just happily indulged in his meal, content with being surrounded by the people who meant to him the most.

"It's amazing that you managed to accept Jin-woo's invitation for having dinner with us, dear. For some reason, I thought that you won't be coming because of being busy." Kyung-hye said.

"I will always choose to spend time with you guys if there is an opportunity," Hae-in smiled.

The old woman chuckled softly. "That's almost the exact same thing Jin-woo had told me when I first called. How are you and your family?"

"We're doing good. Other times, they get very busy, so we don't have a lot of time to talk to each other a lot."

"I see," nodded Kyung-hye. "Do you have any upcoming competitions?"

"I do! However, it's in America. I'll be leaving in two days."

"America? That's too far!" Jin-ah piped up and then eyed her brother. "I guess oppa won't be able to see it since he might have a lot of projects to work on."

"That's fine by me. I'll just treat Hae-in for a meal or something." Jin-woo shrugged.

Jin-ah snickered. "And then someone snaps a photo of you two and rumors rise again!"

"Who cares about rumors?"

"Says you — I've seen your latest statement!"

"You know what I have to do," Jin-woo rolled his eyes. "Plus, if I don't say anything about it, the media won't shut up."

"But did it work? No. I even heard some of my classmates talk about you two. It was so hard for me not to join them." Jin-ah snorted. "Come on, brother! You're in the right age to date anyway."

"I will have to agree with your sister, son," Ill-hwang chimed in. "Sure, the decision is up to you, but try not to hesitate when you found someone. After all, your mom and I have raised you well and know you will treat someone genuinely."

Kyung-hye nodded. "And don't forget to choose wisely, Jin-woo. Fall for someone who loves you not because of your reputation, but for who you really are. I know a lot of celebrities who end up single despite having such good hearts."

"I'll keep that in mind, mom." Jin-woo agreed. He returned to his meal and looked at the corner of his eye, finding Hae-in, who had fallen into silence as she proceeded to eat.

When the dinner had come to an end, Jin-woo and Hae-in lingered for a little more to spend time with Ill-hwang, Kyung-hye, and Jin-ah in the living room. They conversed and laughed. Then, Jin-ah took out her phone and gathered everyone for a selfie. She moved the camera in front while the adults stood behind her, and unbeknownst to him, Jin-woo's hand held Hae-in's shoulder as they smiled for the picture.

Finally, the pair bid their farewell. Jin-woo grabbed their coats from the hooks and handed the blue one to Hae-in. The Sung family waved their hands as they watched the two depart from their home and walk toward the black car.

Hae-in sat on the passenger's seat while Jin-woo inserted the keys into the ignition. He pulled from the driveway and drove down the path that led to the road. Streetlights grazed over the windows as vehicles ran past, the city was lively with the bright lights beneath the dark sky, Jin-woo rested his elbow on the armrest to prop the side of his jaw against it, staring ahead of the open road. His pupils moved to the corner of his eyes again and spotted Hae-in, whom he noticed had uttered nary a single word since they had left.

Jin-woo cleared his throat. "How are you feeling?"

"Hm?" Hae-in met his gaze and realized. "Oh! Uh, yeah, I'm fine."

"Really? Your silence tells otherwise," said Jin-woo. "Is there something bothering you? Or did me or my family said something wrong?"

"No! None of you said something wrong." Hae-in shook her head. "It's just that. . . I keep thinking about what your mother said in the middle of dinner."

"Oh?"

"Remember when she said that you should fall for someone who will love you regardless of your reputation? Yeah. . . But I don't know why those words stayed in my mind longer." Hae-in explained. "I haven't thought of dating yet, but you know that I'll be flying to America soon, right?"

He nodded.

"I won't just be there for the competition. There's. . . There's someone who wants to meet me. My parents said he's around my age, so I'll be able to get along with him easily."

Something seemed to pinch a small portion of his heart. Jin-woo evaded it and responded. "Are your parents setting you up?"

"I guess? Based on their words, they kinda do." Hae-in sighed and leaned against the headrest. "Do you think I'm fit enough to be someone's girlfriend?"

"Of course. You're down-to-earth, sweet, and supportive. Why do you think otherwise?" Jin-woo told her. "That is, if you're not ready for a relationship yet."

"I'm not sure. Besides, I don't him personally, so I have no idea what kind of person is he going to be."

Part of Jin-woo felt lucky that his parents had never set him up with someone. He also felt bad for Hae-in. He had only known little details of her relationship with her parents, but learning that they had actually set up their daughter with someone she didn't know. . . It made him quite worried.

Sure, that was out of his business. If Hae-in ended up wanting to date the guy, he'd be happy for her.

The corner of his mouth slowly tugged upward. He stared as Hae-in faced the window for a few moments until an idea sparked in his head. So, Jin-woo stirred the wheel to maneuver the car to the intersection, causing Hae-in to move away from the window when she noticed they were going on a different way.

"Wait— where are we going?" She asked.

"You'll see," Jin-woo grinned. "Sit back and take a nap too. I'll let you know once we've arrived."

There was a place only he knew.

Jin-woo hardly went there, unless he needed to cool off alone. And with the nighttime shrouding the whole country, he thought he had perfect timing. Hae-in had remained awake throughout the journey, curious to see where he was taking her, and Jin-woo had a tinge of excitement in his stomach.

He was confident that she would love the place.

After several minutes of driving in an empty road, Jin-woo finally arrived in his desired destination. The place was quiet and nothing captivating, but there was an old steel fence at the edge of the land that blocked anyone from accidentally setting foot on the sea, and on the other side, it was the distant view of the glimmering lights of Seoul. And far above them. . . It was the clear dark sky tainted with vague mists of clouds and dotted stars scattered across the ether; the moon clung high and bright.

The car halted in the center of the area and Jin-woo got out of the door. He strode around his vehicle to open the other door for Hae-in, who was wrapping her white scarf around her neck; her eyes turned wide at the sight of his hand extended out for her to take. She eventually accepted it and allowed him to lead her out of the car, shutting the door behind her with his free hand.

Jin-woo brought her to the front of his car, leaning his weight against the hood. The wind was as soft as the whispers of the sea across them. It was a perfect place to be without having to hide himself from being recognized.

"It may not be as amazing as you think, but the view is everything you need," he said.

"It is amazing. To be frank, I only see this place in shows." Hae-in chuckled. "Now I understand why directors often choose this place to shoot."

Jin-woo hummed. "I just thought I'd bring you here to ease your mind — at least you won't have to think about the guy your parents had set you up with."

"Have you ever dated before, Jin-woo?" She asked him.

"Me? Pfft—" Jin-woo huffed. "That's the last thing I would do. Sure, I've met a lot of nice girls, but none of them felt right for me."

"ARISE members really have high standards, huh?"

He chuckled. "Not really. As far as I know, all of us have simple standards that are hard to find. I mean, Byung-gyu has been expressing what kind of girl he likes through the songs he wrote, Yoon-ho and Jong-in's are quite hard to tell, and Tae-gyu is. . . Well, I don't wanna think about that."

"What about you?"

"Why do you want to know?" Jin-woo let out a grin.

"Why not?"

"Eh. You might probably do something. Or worse, you'll realize that you got everything I look for a—"

"Shut up!" Hae-in shoved him from finishing the sentence, laughing.

"If that guy doesn't make you laugh this hard, then he's not the right one for you!" Jin-woo laughed back.

Her laugh was like a symphony.

Even under the night sky, Hae-in was as vibrant as the sun. Jin-woo could still see her smile amidst the low brightness around them. The warmth in his heart had spread throughout his body, no longer feeling the cold in the air.

"Whatever, Jin-woo! What if he does it better than you?"

"I doubt it," Jin-woo scoffed and crossed his arms. "If he manages to make you laugh, it means he succeeded in making you comfortable with him. But remember this, Hae-in — the moment you feel something strange in a bad way, don't hesitate to distance yourself."

Hae-in rolled her eyes. "Of course. Why should I still stay with someone who makes me feel uneasy?"

"That's the Cha Hae-in I know," Jin-woo smiled. "As long as you're not ready, the guy must wait, especially if he genuinely wants to be with you. If anything, he should be lucky that he's about to meet someone as nice as you."

Little did he know, something was pinching the back of his heart. Jin-woo chose to evade it and focused on the moment he shared with his best friend. Was he afraid that once Hae-in returned from the states, her heart already belonged to someone else? No, she was not like that. Jin-woo had nothing to fear.

Hae-in was her own person. It was up to her whom she wished to give her heart to.

Jin-woo had spent years deeply hoping to meet the unnamed girl he met at the stadium. All he had wished was nothing but the best. And when he saw her on TV, it stole his breath away. It was the moment he learned her name. Hae-in came into his life and brought such happiness he never felt in the people around him.

Now. . . He hoped that she would bring the same impact on the person she was yet to meet in America.

"You know, meeting you has been the highlight of my year," said Hae-in. She looked ahead, a soft smile curving on her lips. "I'm glad that our paths had crossed once again. I don't think nobody else can compare to that. No amount of words can simply express how thankful I am for you and this bond we have."

"Likewise, Hae-in," Jin-woo smiled tenderly. "That is why I keep wishing but the very best in your life."

"I'd still be able to share those moments with you, right?"

"I'm right beside you in every step of the way."

No matter what, he'd be there for her.

He'd be happy for her.

In the middle of the silence, Jin-woo felt Hae-in rest her head on his shoulder. His heart almost skipped a beat. Shaking his head, he turned to the stars, reflecting upon his eyes like the sea. Two heads of young people slowly became one. His gaze landed on their hands, a mere inch away from each other, then his pinky finger twitched, yet he held himself back from interlocking their hands together.

He believed he was not the right person to hold intertwine their hands together and not let go.

She already had someone waiting for her.

A shooting star sprinted above them.

This time, Jin-woo wished his best friend would be treated right by that person.

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Revenant (악귀) | Kdrama | Whump List

Genre: Thriller, Mystery, Horror, Supernatural

Synopsis: When the door to another world opens, demons exist there. Ku San Young is possessed by one of those demons. Yeom Hae Sang can see the demon which has possessed Ku San Young. They try to figure out the truth behind the mysterious deaths related to the five sacred objects.

Length: 12 eps

Whump meter: ▲△△△△  Whumpy Things: Weak whumpee, captured, hunted by the narrative

✨ Rather boring for a horror mystery/thriller. Whump was also little, inconsistent, and underwhelming ✨

⚠️Trigger Content: S**cide and mentions of s**cide in pretty much every episode, dark themes, some disturbing imagery, mild horror. ⚠️⚠️Some SPOILERS will be found, proceed with caution⚠️⚠️

Whumpee: Yeom Hae Sang portrayed by Oh Jung Se

Ep 1 | [08:52] Trying to stop someone from taking their life, nearly hit by a car x2, hit by a car, falls on the ground, sees someone about to take their life, screaming out for them to stop, fails to stop them, in shock.

Ep 2 | [08:15] Hit in the back of the head with a shovel, unconscious | Wakes up on the ground, locked in a room with someone else, wrists bound behind his back, struggling to free himself, grunts, frees his hands from the rope, comforting other person while trying to escape, holding door closed for the other to escape, struggling, grunting | Holding ice pack on his wrist | In a room with fire, coughing, distressed, groaning, coughing more, screams | (in past) crying over his father's death, carried away, unconscious due to sickness | (sill in past) lying in a hospital, told his mother took her life | (still in past) calling out for his mother, watching his mother take her life, heavy breathing, calling out for his mother.

Ep 3-6 | None.

Ep 7 | Emotional, crying, screaming out for loved one, sobbing, falls to his knees.

Ep 8 | Cuts the palm of his hand x2, heavy breathing, cuts palm again, bleeding a lot | [27:55] Found unconscious on the ground bleeding a lot, concern for him, unresponsive | Conscious but unresponsive, hand bandaged (off-screen), red eyes, caught in a disturbing mental vision | Still unresponsive, taken to safety by ally (in vision) scared, panting | Still unresponsive, pulled out of car and falls to the ground, helped to walk, falls to the ground again, pulled to safety by injured hand, finally responsive, shallow breathing, teary-eyed.

Ep 9 | Emotional, crying.

Ep 10-11 | None.

Ep 12 | Angry, emotional | Arm slashed by attacker, stumbles back and crashes into ladder, falls to the ground, clutching arm, bleeding, groaning | [51:29] Slashed in the forehead, yells, clutching wound, falls back, pinned to the ground, stabbed in the abdomen, wincing, clutching wound, lying largely unresponsive on the ground, wound stepped on, screaming in pain, writhing on the ground, panting, lying unresponsive on the ground, passes out.

[90sloverwithinsomnia]

Fan Fic Master List:

Repost Old Kpop Fanfics:

Discussion about Some Old K-pop Fanfics - (06/08/2024)

These are some of many archived fanfics featuring 1st and 2nd Gen K-pop acts that I've come across recently. It's all in good fun, and maybe a bit cringeworthy!

The words in red are my thoughts on the fanfic, and I'll be ranking them out of 10 just for fun.

SM Town Out To Lunch (15/15) - (hgiel) Anrui, Kyorei, and Jacqui:

Separate from the saga, but a prelude none the less. DBSG has just made their debut, but their pretty boy singer is eating everyone in SM Town! Not even Junta's love can stop cannibalism.

I would recommend that 18+ read this fanfic. Some parts i enjoyed then others.(4/10)

Part 1 - (06/08/2024)

Part 2 - (06/08/2024)

Part 3 - (13/08/2024)

Part 4 - (13/08/2024)

Part 5 - (20/08/2024)

Part 6 - (21/08/2024)

Part 7 - (21/08/2024)

Part 8 - (21/08/2024)

Part 9 - (22/08/2024)

Part 10 - (22/08/2024)

Part 11 - (22/08/2024)

Part 12 - (22/08/2024)

Part 13 - (22/08/2024)

Part 14 - (22/08/2024)

Part 15 Final - (22/08/2024)

Vol 1 - Battle of the Boy Bands (23/23)

K-Pop and DBSG just put out albums and have are on a reality show, hosted by Se7en, to promote it. It isn't fun though, because Junta is their baby sitters, and the romantic drama is as thick and annoying as 90210.

This work is suitable for teen and up audiences.

Chapter 1 - (31/08/2024)

Chapter 2 - (31/08/2024)

Chapter 3 - (31/08/2024)

Chapter 4 - (31/08/2024)

Chapter 5 - (31/08/2024)

Chapter 6 - (07/09/2024)

Chapter 7 - (10/09/2024)

Chapter 8 - (15/09/2024)

Chapter 9 - Put on Hold!

Vol 2 - Sarang Hae Nippon

The TV show is over, now its time to vacation in Japan! Who knew it was impossible to avoid join street gangs in the Godzilla's home country? TaeBin seems to steer clear of them, but he's busy, seeing as he's in a "family way".

Coming Soon!

Vol 3 - Battle of the Boy Bands Season 2

Its time for the second season, luckily, Se7en isn't the host, TaeBin is. The drama isn't any less this time, the only thing that's changed is the increased trips to the hospital.

Coming Soon!

Full Moon Entertainment (26/26) - hgiel

Moon Hee Jun has just left SM Town and is going to create his OWN boy band, one better then H.O.T ever was. Unfortunately, all he has is the already formed band K-Pop and the North Korean they hit with their car.

Inspired by Vol - Battle of the Boy Bands Season 2 that also by hgiel.

Coming Soon!

Ouija Bored (1) - hgiel

The guys celebrate Halloween by playing with occult tools.

This work is suitable for teen and up audiences. I don't know about his one, it was fun to read but wish it was a bit longer.(6/10)

Chapter 1 - Put on Hold!

Oh, You're In The Army Now (3/3) - hgiel

EVERY gasso seems to be in the army now, and the rest have gone to the dogs, or streets. North Korea takes this opening to attack, and Moon Hee Jun, UBin, Chang Ryul, Yoo Min, and Desuk have to save The Republic of Korea by themselves.

Coming Soon!

12 Steps of Christmas (12/12) - hgiel

The 12 hours of an H.O.T Christmas.

This work is suitable for all audiences. These will be scheduled to be posted on the 25th of December.

Chapter 1 - (25/12/2024)

Chapter 2 - (25/12/2024)

Chapter 3 - (25/12/2024)

Chapter 4 - (25/12/2024)

Chapter 5 - (25/12/2024)

Chapter 6 - (25/12/2024)

Chapter 7 - (25/12/2024)

Chapter 8 - (25/12/2024)

Chapter 9 - (25/12/2024)

Chapter 10 - (25/12/2024)

Chapter 11 - (25/12/2024)

Chapter 12 - (25/12/2024)

Last Goodbye (1) - hgiel

Woo Hyun is about to enter the army, so he and Young One meet one last time before he goes.

Coming Soon!

Armageddon The Hell Out Of Here (1) - hgiel

H.O.T face the end of the world...

This work is suitable for teens and up audiences. Again, I'm not shore about this one, but it was okay it reminds me of 'War on the world's'.(4/10)

Chapter 1 - (05/09/2024)

A secret that is kept to us (5/?) - 90s_love:

Angel White and Crystal Light are two mysterious vigilantes who is after to destroy the illegal terrorist organization, Dark Archive. With their friend spirits, they protect the world. Meanwhile, their alter-egos are famous Kpop idols who have a rivalry within their groups. Can they keep their secret identities a secret from them?

This work is suitable for all audiences. I'm not really shore about his one, probably because its not finished, but it was okay.(5/10)

Chapter 1 - (22/08/2024)

Chapter 2 - (23/08/2024)

Chapter 3 - (23/08/2024)

Chapter 4 - (23/08/2024)

Chapter 5 - (23/08/2024)

Switch Rivals (21/21) - 90s_love:

Modern version of the 90's kpop idol scene. H.O.T and Sechskies are forever rivals. But what will happen when one member from each team switch bodies?

This work is suitable for all audiences. By chapter 5, i was hooked, i really enjoyed this one. I might even read it again because of how good it was.(9/10)

Chapter 1 - (26/08/2024)

Chapter 2 - (26/08/2024)

Chapter 3 - (26/08/2024)

Chapter 4 - (26/08/2024)

Chapter 5 - (26/08/2024)

Chapter 6 - (28/08/2024)

Chapter 7 - (28/08/2024)

Chapter 8 - (28/08/2024)

Chapter 9 - (28/08/2024)

Chapter 10 - (28/08/2024)

Chapter 11 - (29/08/2024)

Chapter 12 - (29/08/2024)

Chapter 13 - (29/08/2024)

Chapter 14 - (29/08/2024)

Chapter 15 - (29/08/2024)

Chapter 16 - (29/08/2024)

Chapter 17 - (29/08/2024)

Chapter 18 - (29/08/2024)

Chapter 19 - (29/08/2024)

Chapter 20 - (29/08/2024)

Chapter 21 Finale - (29/08/2024)

Project Kwangya - Alternatives Talles (10/?) - Cally_Kop:

Several tales using SM Idols as characters. Since the company decided to bring all the Idols together in the shared universe idea, where all the MV's, lyrics and all the promotional material of the company's Idols would tell a story, like Marvel and its shared universe.

Here, small stories will be posted using this same idea, that each Idol has a role and story to tell, being able to interfere in the stories of other characters. From Kangta to Aespa, to EXO, SHINee, Red Velvet, Girls Generation, NCT, all SM idols appeared.

Coming Soon!

Warrior's Descendants (6/6) - AuspiciousAutumn:

H.O.T are so close to becoming an active group again, but not everyone is keen with them doing it on their own terms.

I would recommend that 18+ read this fanfic.

Chapter 1 - (22/09/2024)

Chapter 2 - (22/09/2024)

Chapter 3 - (22/09/2024)

Chapter 4 - (22/09/2024)

Chapter 5 - (22/09/2024)

Chapter 6 Final - (22/09/2024)

12 days of Super Junior, a Christmas fic (12/12) - plincess_cho:

As Super Junior contemplate what they want for Christmas, they realize that above all, they want to be together.

This work is suitable for all audiences.

Coming Soon!

Red Velvet and the haunted dorms [Ft. Super Junior] (1) -plincess_cho:

Red Velvet move into Super Junior's old dorms. But are their dorms really haunted like everyone says?

This work is suitable for all audiences.

Chapter 1 - (15/09/2024)

2014 → 2000 (2/?) - Inodot:

Mir was and still is a big g.o.d fan. One day, after saving a child from getting hit by a car, he somehow ended up in 2000 when g.o.d were still active. He tries not to mess with time but couldn't help but to think that he can prevent their hiatus from happening.

This work is suitable for all audiences.

Chapter 1 - (21/09/2024)

Chapter 2 - (21/09/2024)

Translated Fanfics:

As these Fanfics are translated from there original language to English there might be some translation mistakes.

Masters of the Game (8/8) - maresca:

Human life is a Game. It includes both random dice rolls and multi-move strategic combinations. When human life reaches a stalemate, the Game Masters enter the Game. The Game Masters declare the beginning of the Game.

This work is suitable for teens and up audiences.

Coming Soon!

Zhou Gong also cannot interpret dreams (1) - memeflosalvo:

Chinese - Mandarin to English.

I would recommend that 18+ read this fanfic.

Coming Soon!

[dramashii]

A Haunting Tale; CW: Revenant

There are 3 things that usually makes me want to watch a drama: 1. The actors. I have a list of actors and actresses whose dramas I will watch regardless of the genre they're in. 2. The writer. If I liked a writer's previous work, I'll probably check out their next one. 3. The plot. If the synopsis catches my attention, I'll probably check out the drama.

It's not often for me to see a drama which has those 3 things together. But the kdrama, Revenant does. It's starring actors I admire and is written by Kim Eun Hee, the writer behind Signal and Kingdom. When I came to know about this, I knew I needed to see it. I have watched the 1st 12 eps and this is interesting.

Revenant is a 12-episode thriller, horror kdrama starring Kim Tae Ri, Oh Jung Se and Hong Kyung. It is about an evil spirit possessing Kim Tae Ri's character, Ku San Young. This leads to mysterious deaths surrounding her. The trio will try to make sense as to why these deaths occur.

There's a trigger warning before each episode begins because the death scenes are pretty graphic.

I don't normally watch shows of the horror genre because tbh I easily get frightened, but I actually didn't get scared that much with this. To my surprise, I watched this show without pausing that much which I often do when I watch anything of the horror genre. But then again, I made sure to watch the eps when the sun was already out (I'll probably never watch this at night lol) There were moments that have an eerie and creepy feeling to them. There were jump scares and scenes that made my heartbeat go a little fast. The first scene of the first episode was already pretty intense (to me) and I think definitely set the tone of the drama. To me, the second episode was creepier than the first.

The show is pretty fast-paced which makes total sense as this will be only 12 episodes. A lot has happened already. The first 2 eps have revealed most of the motivations of the main characters. There's even a little snippet of how the demon have come into existence. Curious to know more about the story of the demon tbh.

The actors and actresses are good in their respective characters. I also enjoy how the plot has cultural relevance to it. Oh Jung Se's character, Yeom Hae Sang is a folklore professor and so, there are mentions of folklores.

Overall, this drama is okay. I'm really curious about how the story is going to go. I just hope this doesn't drag and stay as interesting as it is. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I hope this gets even creepier.

[duahauuoplanh]

[bolllywoodhungama]

A Wonderful Day to Be a Dog Review: Cha Eun Woo and Park Gyu Young star in this comedy about the furries and furies of a cursed person.

Park Gyu Young, Cha Eun Woo, and Lee Hyun Woo feature in the fantasy romcom A Good Day To Be A Dog. A Good Day to be a Dog is a fantasy romcom based on author Lee Hye's webtoon of the same name. It stars Park Gyu Young, Cha Eun Woo, and Lee Hyun Woo. The drama premiered on October 11, 2023, and will run until the first week of January 2024. For overseas audiences, the drama is available on Viki and Viu.

Physical intimacy is an important component of dating, but what if it is the source of conflict in your relationship? Park Hae Na has been afflicted by it her entire life. So much so that she is being chastised by her friends and colleagues for never kissing her boyfriends. However, she is unable to explain why. What is she going to say? "Oh, I turn into a dog when I kiss because of an ancestral curse." People will think she's insane. Hae Na is in a bad way. She is now a homeroom teacher at a high school known as the BUKC, or Breaking Up Kissing Couples. She has a crush on fellow history teacher Mr Lee Bo Gyeon and kisses him one fateful night. Except it's Mr Jin Seon Woo, another teacher at the school who is cold and aloof to Hae Na. Hae Na's curse can be broken only if she kisses the same person again, but this time in her dog form. She tries to kiss Mr Jin in her dog form, but as luck would have it, Mr Jin is terrified of dogs. His apprehension derives from a bullying experience when he was younger. All of this is revealed in the two episodes that have already broadcast. We also witness where Hae Na's family curse began. There were flashbacks to the past, specifically to 1592, when the entire incident occurred. Mr Lee also mentions in one of his seminars that he wishes he could go back to that year and change history. In keeping with the show's lighthearted tone, we see Hae Na in awkward circumstances that are sure to make you laugh. Park Hae Na, Par Gyu Young's character, is like any other 20-something lady attempting to make her own way in life by dating and meeting new people. But that dreadful curse! She is bubbly and cheery, yet she is also determined. We watch Hae Na, like every female star in a romcom, getting herself into hilariously awkward situations all the time. Lee Hyun Woo's character Lee Bo Gyeom is the sort that you will like right away. The audience, like the students in the play, is bound to develop a crush on him soon (if they haven't already!) Jin Seo Woo, played by Cha Eun Woo, is a typical tsundere character. Why? Let's see what happens - 1. He is aloof. 2. He rarely expresses emotion. 3. Among all of his coworkers, he is only close to Bo Gyeom. 4. He never smiles. Hae Na even commented that Seo Woo's only smile was a small upturn of his lips. Such fantasy tales with a curse and a connection between the leads' ancestors are highly entertaining to see. It gives you much to ponder about, theorize about, and fawn over at the same time! The primary characters, supporting characters, and plot of the story are all introduced in the first two episodes. The new soundtrack and sound effects sprinkled throughout the drama contribute to the vitality of each moment. The one-hour length of each episode perfectly encapsulates the tale. A Good Day to Be a Dog is a fun approach to beat the mid-week blues.

[fake-married-my-dead-fiance]

Categorizing Parent-related Trauma for male and female leads in Kdramas:

Orphans: Lee Hong-jo (Destined With You) Moon Gang-tae (It's Okay to Not be Okay) Moon Sang-tae (It's Okay to Not be Okay) Ha-ru (Extraordinary You) Naksu/Cho Yeong (Alchemy of Souls) Tak Dong-kyung (Doom at Your Service) Nam Ji-ah* (Tale of the Nine Tailed) Cheon Sa-Rang (King the Land) Jang Man-wol (Hotel del Luna) Yoon Yi-seo (100 Days My Price) Kang Young-hwa (Moon in the Day) Kim Do-ha (Moon in the Day) So Mun (The Uncanny Counter) Do Ha-na (The Uncanny Counter) Kang Tae-moo (Business Proposal) Kang Tae-ha (The Story of Park's Marriage Contract, present version) Lee Heon (The Forbidden Marriage) Do Do-hee (My Demon) Ji Eun-tak (Guardian: The Great and Lonely God) Na Bong-seon (Oh My Ghost) Kang Cheol (W: Two Worlds) Do Da-hae (The Atypical Family) Yeom Hae-sang (Revenant) Jeong Ji-an (A Shop for Killers) Shin Jae-rim (Dreaming of a Freaking Fairytale) Kim Ji-uk**** (No Gain No Love)

Half Orphans with loving remaining parent: Eun Dan-oh (Extraordinary You) Koo Chan-sung (Hotel del Luna) Ye So-ran (The Forbidden Marriage) Nam Ha-neul (Doctor Slump) Yu Ji-hyck (Marry My Husband) Kang Hee-soo (Captivating the King) Choi Yi-jae (Death's Game) Im Sol (Lovely Runner) Ryu Sun-jae (Lovely Runner) Lee Chang (Kingdom) Lee Geum, Prince Yeoning (Haechi) Gu San-yeong (Revenant) Son Hae-yeong (No Gain No Love)

Half Orphan + Remaining Parent is THE WORST: Jang Uk (Alchemy of Souls) Kim Do-ha (My Lovely Liar) Lee Yul (100 Days My Price) Ahn Min-hyuk (Strong Woman Bong-Soon) Seo Mok-ha (Castaway Diva) Gong Tae-seong (Sh**ting Stars) Kang Tae-ha (The Story of Park's Marriage Contract, past version) Yi In (Captivating the King) Kang Ji-won (Marry My Husband) Kang Sun-woo (Oh My Ghost)

Parents (at least one) are THE WORST but Both Are Still Alive: Jang Shin-yu (Destined With You) Han Yi-joo (Perfect Marriage Revenge) Ko Mun-young** (It's Okay to Not be Okay) Mok Sol-hee (My Lovely Liar) Gu Won (King the Land) Crown Prince Lee Hwi/Dam-yi/Yeon-seon (The King's Affection) Do Bong-soon (Strong Woman Bong-Soon) Woo Young-woo (Extraordinary Attorney Woo)*** Jung Ji-woon (The King's Affection) Kang Bo-geol/Lee Ki-ho (Castaway Diva) Yeo Jeong-woo (Doctor Slump) Hong Hae-in (Queen of Tears) On Eun-yoo (Twinkling Watermelon) Oh Yeon-joo (W: Two Worlds) Yoon Ji-ho (Because This Is My First Life) Nam Se-hee (Because This Is My First Life) Bok Gwi-ju (The Atypical Family) Moon Cha-min (Dreaming of a Freaking Fairytale)

Immortal Being that Still Somehow has Parent Issues: Myul Mang/Doom (Doom at your Service) Lee Yeon & Lee Rang (Tale of the Nine Tailed) Jeong Gu-won (My Demon)

Added trauma flavour: Parent was murdered in front of them (**Still counts if they survived the murder Parent tried to murder them Dying from seemingly incurable disease which makes their parents/guardian sad (If your parents are alive, you must pay for it by dying yourself) Adoptive parent/stepparent is THE WORST

Somehow has normal, alive parents: Lee Jun-ho (Extraordinary Attorney Woo, Has no backstory at all. We only meet his older sister and hear nothing about his childhood.) Shin Ha-ri (Business Proposal, her family is refreshingly normal, right down to her brother being sent out to find her when she's drunk) Oh Han-byeol (Sh**ting Stars, Again, we know almost nothing about her family, only that she has twin sisters. But she doesn't appear to have childhood trauma.) Park Yeon-woo (The Story of Park's Marriage Contract, her mom being annoyed at her for something that is a crime doesn't count as bad parenting) Lee Young-joon/Sung-hyun (What's Wrong with Secretary Kim, his trauma comes from a kidnapper, his parents faced a pretty impossible situation and did their best. They clearly love their kids) Baek Hyun-woo (Queen of Tears, nothing wrong with them out of the ordinary and they are in the drama a significant amount.) Ha Eun-gyeol (Twinkling Watermelon, very loving parents and the deafness and their reliance on him is not anyone's fault)

*Counting her as an orphan even though she gets her parents back after 20 years, she spent her childhood orphaned. ***This character is tricky because I understand why her mother wanted nothing to do with her, but her trying to manipulate the dad and also saying he didn't raise her properly made me so angry. ****This character is tricky because he was explicitly raised as an orphan by his grandma, his father didn't sign his birth certificate (Korean equivalent of this), and he's registered as the child of his grandmother, not his actual mom. His grandma is dead by the beginning of the series and he is living alone without family, so I think he counts as an orphan.

Uncatagorized due to lack of clarity on parents: Soundtrack #1, Hospital Playlist, Happiness

[crazycatfaery]

It's me again 🎅 I'm back with Question Time. Feel free to skip if you can't think of anything!

of the four characters you listed, Farah is your favorite, y/y?

you have three wishes for a hypothetical season 3; what would they be?

what is Farah's favorite song, if she has one?

would you mind if any characters you haven't listed make a background appearance?

what are your favorite three movies of all time?

Hello hellooo! Yayyy question time! I'll try to answer all of them as best as I can! (Woops, it got rather long so all the other answers are below the "read more" so I don't clog up everyones dash!)

Farah is my favorite, yes or yes? 😂 But yes, although all of the Golden Trio are my favorites!. If I really HAVE to choose, then Farah is my #1 😊.

Three wishes for a hypothetical S3: Ooooh do you have a minute? I was/am part of that one Fate server that tried to create a S3 as a huge collab project, so I have all of the notes on that stil in my Google drive 😁. Which makes it really hard to choose only three, now that I think about it. I suppose my top three wishes would be:

Somehow bring Farah back, but not immediately and not too cliché?. I've had a new idea about this rolling around in my mind lately, in which she would actually be confirmed dead and gone forever, and then the cliffhanger of the season would be that they suddenly find her unconcious body or something 👀. I like ANGST haha. I do want her to hae a happy and alive ending though!

Some people might hate me for this, but I wouldn't want Andreas and Rosalind to return. Flashbacks would be totally okay, but no reviving them! A good series doesn't bring back all of their dead, you know? (selfishly wants Farah to return lol) Maybe Beatrix could come back not entirely right though, that could be interesting.

An explanation about what happened with Bloom not contacting her earth parents all throughout S2. What was up with that???

Farah's favorite song: Oh no. I have way too many songs in my playlists that could be a favorite. I think Farah would still listen a lot to music that is a bit older, so from her teens up to her 30's? Teen Farah's song: Hounds Of Love – Kate Bush. Young adult Farah's song: Everywhere – Fleetwood Mac. Adult Farah's song: Somewhere Only We Know - Keane. Coincidentally all love songs, for which I blame my own songfic WIP where Silrah basically becomes a thing in their teens.

Okay with characters I haven't listed: I suppose? I don't really remember who I did and didn't list, tbh. I very much enjoy reading interactions between the Golden Trio and the Winx Suite, esp Farah and Bloom. I guess if the characters don't overshadow my listed characters, and more act as side character necessary for the plot, then it's fine! Oh and I do enjoy reading something with a larger cast, but if there's too much jumping around between characters I get bamboozled easily😅.

Three favorite movies of all time: Christ, let me think. I tend to forget all of the movies I ever watched whenever I get this question, haha. In no particular order: The Age Of Adaline, Mamma Mia (my most watched and forever comfort movie), and Stardust. Honorable mentions: The Lake House, which used to be my favorite movie as a teen. I was already into the mutual pining and angst back then 😂. And Arrietty, my favorite Ghibli Animation!

I hope these answers suffice! Looking forward to more questions, this is fun!  😁 

[libidomechanica]

Than though for your soul two loosest, and weave mathematics

A limerick sequence

               Part I

He sainted of bliss despise her fan. To avenge the Arabia pure    as therein. Trying, and    avengeance back. Dead smell of rode all comeliness lassie, O.

               Part II

For she new day we are think its closes even Franks—mark woodbines subtler,    and dote upon their    fair and sleep I never which yet struck a world ’gainst the rooftops.

               Part III

Death, or let herself! Or hurts, will, quite steep rolling fenced-in skin. And further!    If I have sun for her    care’s deserted, such to the pearlins and shepheard Lochinvar?

               Part IV

Among this the Shah;—Salámán fell Kai Khusrau, he who like aught, becomes    a great its glory, what    which love’s in think it would understand. ’Er the smilings, and heart.

               Part V

That other be still? For joy; stellas rayes, has to see how she is garden    trees borne that lengthen mine    threater whose that bride. Of him? Life shadow’d no great bounds fortune.

               Part VI

I never brewed from barrack’d up in a teares bent on most praised bee, as    you mayst thyself with Stella    thing how and date-break to wretch! Eternal Compose that cold?

               Part VII

Whom Julia’s sweetnesse starke thing my ears Rose-briar fair sever, I thou dost    love, my Katie? Radio,    may takes with the moon, with wonder a ane to the sex more.

               Part VIII

—Ah, what his bow. And the you. Why urge to hears by such more the solitary    breath a kiss’d the rich    am far being cup, and Milton’s brethren, behold in woe?

               Part IX

For Thee—Oh spur, thrice high truth make has o’er out-told than you came and the lanted    unless dames: by his    reach’d with love of the moderate: rought that was been make? Now sleep.

               Part X

He toom, light be knows poor old as soon these weake? The Gothic wind, and shining    with flows the mantled mind    the chance fellow too have youngest are let me string, nor wander.

               Part XI

To subtlessness I might I’d like destroy’d, shed his world thyself she scent    divertings of Majestic    inster bare, ’twas Johnny, minds the moan. For like thee the heart.

               Part XII

Woo’d and process obscure in his return is as lone shall I come, she love    young were gentle, as shall    never yet. But some from bond imagination her fair free.

               Part XIII

Poor Betty, go! This purpose golden fair hae acted; stellas rayes dearly;    sweetnesse did discend, mighty    dove upon all it pleasant scent, or stirrup fiddling sea!

               Part XIV

Of Mortall a little bird, brooked up into this predecessors in    clay.—Thus could find it never    again. And the from the air—am I can’t, but she thinks!

               Part XV

And those silent nation of humanity, that is rare that worthy    gallanted, with a geranium.    But I shout renovates to catch our flower too.

               Part XVI

Until I no mortal, sprung! You probably to the influent that after hear    object—let not thing. If    I climbs that’s the list ne’er mountain woman love to refer to.

               Part XVII

And make us all thy should die: till of the adieus, that it may reason    if a dream. But now for    oblivion, that airy stream Myself to my hopes it all.

               Part XVIII

Tent male was carefull of glories since Stella hath such a names abroader-    grown branches the shepherd-    god. Among us, which he bushes, whene’er be enlarged.

               Part XIX

The Shakspear abyss of natures, as varied at high gentleman, forth, nor    Arac, sages, of her    desting is a day. Here wild the dead, depopulating head?

               Part XX

By times wakes of proud Maisies.—Oh dead sage the hearse each the voice, he shrilled    his glad of Salámán’s    Eyes to pain; till? I could sell love. How he used broadsworthy thing.

               Part XXI

Altogether hae acted; the night, out or nation of the love. Whence upon    the blood at the wood,    by degree, for likenesse regions from which that after all.

               Part XXII

None time love must dream and cold, and the watery joy. Was certain to striking    of this friend, or she    turned hate. According his workings, window, are ended at a’!

               Part XXIII

And do ye floured withdrew from sever; poor thy body. Was I used these    stars, and to spare fairer    flie, the summer’s wrathering venom all vital tene: o this?

               Part XXIV

Nay, Betty’s in spleen. As if by her down the first of the boatman’ and offred’st    strange to a want well    have see slain: strike—that nursed of Latmos! And like a nervour grave.

               Part XXV

That in guest, noy gynnes to see, desier stroke of that that cannot so moue;    not back, O liberal, who    in the coverted, I hungry worth is mean, and all thou all?

               Part XXVI

Important dance the solitary that, in these thank gentle head of his    own scythe art be gallery,    that was not draw Thee! It’s precepts wise. Old divorcement.

               Part XXVII

Therefore that in their natures! The Excursion, how them, from the coming, the    wraith is good social inter’d    in his fond imagination Unattaint, but incense.

               Part XXVIII

That favorite my night their traytor Absence; while has o’er he! Of two parrow    their state; by all so sound,    if thou did curse, where’s at eares, this own accountry gun?

               Part XXIX

So that some could not glide, there bell in war, or into the Horizon is    thy main, and I cold,—but    since ages may seem strangings on the muffled cage of a gem!

               Part XXX

There light it colours, throat: with Saul? I must thought: I dare all tongue, thus by swam    that, and perfect, for than    a pictur’d she is bigger making came, to the world’s gear thing.

               Part XXXI

The you delication. I hid my passing more come to prove, and fear’d and    Glory? From shore wreathed    board of her mortal, and, being eyes; their pleasaunce, the altar.

               Part XXXII

Among that will causeleek’s heart back the connection; but I, deepest deare    touch came to lose not stay    with his friends are Love! That knowledge the bonds sheene: o happines.

               Part XXXIII

Shall I did curse I can mended that echoèd. And Betty’s most readed to    severagedies merit    into no help to holds he took the free distring, but them?

               Part XXXIV

At the valley-lilies, while I slept. When command how turne should be old! From    mine Earth the air silver’d    with his be drown old, to manhood as it Absál—her mother.

               Part XXXV

Blue against a chose shepherds, were from Tankards pryde: watch the world with noon is    huge rondure herse, there, but    thy man said, locks throw. Its fall, according light wind, while thee, Earth!

               Part XXXVI

The love; whatever brink. With bosom’d bower, who had a fetter was faintly    turn’d me them to find    heart release nothing trous name; the best, and somethings that night bled.

               Part XXXVII

That bliss, she same night, strange, nature’s joy. Singing barge, was all; who did leaves closet    alone againe, or    wring but thy vertue of yet with gentle in honesterday it.

               Part XXXVIII

Will stay her or a few, which loved their tried Betty Foy? A monkey, a    messenger work for ever,    or Ca ira, ’ accountest strength a taste a chosen last?

               Part XXXIX

Only this most a ground then clasp’d my Houses, but one hands, rose’s dyes of    charitability.    Cupid and managed her blossom, the still stands, and that pity?

               Part XL

And from its teeth us, great good name, and in me. All come, and a long above    all, all death. For thee’    I saw three from you art a dream an honeycombs; our dead man.

               Part XLI

Is the fragile barren rhyme, and the even as if those rays of more blest,    halloo! Then all the faint    at once, with the Sultan and I fly into a touched his gone!

               Part XLII

So boldly he happy breathless still her mind wait, since the show ripe forse. Of    hel, sayd she no more his    immemory of humanity. When not be wood; his shone.

               Part XLIII

But words you haste seem stranged rooftops. To be admiring and memoree. And    happinesses, they running    heard the other comfort she heaven’s air: a maukin shone.