Disclaimer: I am merely borrowing these celebrity names of Korean Artists. This story nowhere pertains to any of their real lives.

Korean words:

Noona: It means Older Sister from a younger male. You don't have to be related to call someone that. It's pronounced "Noo - nah."

Hyung: Hyung is a word used by korean males to address another male older than them who they are close to.

Hyung literally means "older brother"

Prologue

"I'm in love with a stripper."

" you, Dae Sung."

He threw his head back, his mouth wide as he boisterously laughed at the only come back I could think of. My eyes narrowed as my bestfriend mockingly swung around a lamp post. He skillfully sang the chorus to one of the most stupidest songs I've ever heard: 'I'm in love with a stripper' by T-pain ft. Mike Jones. What kind of choir boy is he, singing such a up song? If I wasn't half as tired I am from school, I'd smack his choir boy fat head. I frowned in annoyance. Children stared with curiosity and amusement; teens just walked on by, knowing all too well the stupid actions of their generation. Where as the elderly, frowned in distaste. They were all probably wondering why in the world some teenager was acting a fool. And all Dae Sung would do was laugh even harder as I pretended like I didn't know him. I pulled up my hood over my head as he pointed at me and held his stomach, his face scrunched up. That , he knows exactly how to piss me off.

I looked around my peaceful neighborhood, to see that not much people were around. I frowned as he chuckled. "Are you done yet? It's not that funny." He casually adjusted his brown sweater and back pack.

He merely scoffed as he placed a heavy hand on my shoulder. I looked back to see that his face was serious. "You're right, it's not funny." His voice sounded apologetic. I went to tell him off but he interrupted me.

"It's hilarious!" He broke out into a grin; I shrugged his hand off, and I rolled my eyes as we drew closer to my home. "How can you out, man? They got the best of the best for you. They paid big money and all you do is just sit there with her and talk. What kind of bullshit is that? I can't believe you." He's being a douche. But that's fine, I won't shove my foot up his as.s. I'll pardon this fool of a bestfriend... for now.

He's been acting this way since his girlfriend dumped him. She was one of those nice girls, 'perfect wifey material' he had so quaintly put it. She was much different from his usual Fuck-me-now-girls he so easily drew in at parties. But it's his fault for actually going for her, that girl was way too nice for him. But not the kind to give into him and have sex with him. Yes, I would know. Despite the fact that he jokingly attempts to desecrate my pride, when he has lost his; Dae Sung tells me everything. I'm the closest thing to a brother to him. I've known this fellow before he even knew what a 'stripper' was.

"Yo, I'm exclusive like that. Unlike you, Dae Sung, I don't sleep around. I don't want to find out that she has STD's after I sleep with her." The comment was harsh, but I didn't mean for it to come out that way...

Fuck it, I meant every word.

He crossed his arms and stopped walking; I looked back at him as he glared at me with his small eyes. I knew he was going to react like this. It was one thing to poke fun at his multiple partners, but it was something else to take a jab at his too close for comfort STD run-in. It happened last year when he slept with some girl who worked at the grocery store near his house. Apparently, someone ('a reliable source' he claimed) told him that she had herpes only after he banged her. He didn't hesitate to call me at the three o'clock in the morning, bawling his eyes out. The next day, he had already written up his will, and with blood shot eyes, he handed it to me. What an idiot. I just laughed at him and asked if he got checked up, just in case. Later that day we found out that that ' not-so-reliable source' was just messing with him. The next day, Dae Sung beat the shit out of him. So, my bestfriend is pretty sensitive about this topic. Yeah, he takes pride in being STD-less.

"Simmer down, I don't have STD's. I wear condoms and practice safe sex. How can I believe that you just sat in a room, with a beautiful woman, all night, who was paid to have sex with you. And you two only talked? I know that girl wasn't ugly, how can you turn that down, Seung Hyun? She was your birthday present for shit's sake!" I made a face as I continued with my front and walked on.

Snow White was her name, or at least, that's what she went by. When I first found out, I thought her name odd. Her long luxurious hair was black and her skin a naturally tanned color, it just didn't match with the way Disney had portrayed the character as. But ultimately, the Snow White that stood before me on the night of my birthday, was beautiful. I will never forget the way the words 'happy birthday' fell from her luscious lips and the smirk that tugged on them. Her round eyes twinkling with amusement at my surprise. I shook my head as I vividly remembered her slender fingers combing through my hair, my head in her lap, as we spoke quietly in my dimly lit room.

"I'm in love with a stripper; she poppin', she rollin', she rollin'." His voice was annoyingly smooth as he continued singing. Dae Sung, he just loves to bother me.

In a way, I didn't push her away the night of my birthday. But he doesn't need to know that. Kang Dae Sung was wrong.

Technically, I didn't fall in love with a stripper.

I fell in love with a prostitute. At least, that's all others see when they look at her.

I knew her even before she had taken on that night job.

Before slanderous words were thrown at her.

Before people looked at her with disdain.

Before her luminescent smile was concealed with pain and hardship I could not comprehend.

I see her as the girl who works at my uncle's convenience store.

The girl who works so hard and diligently for reasons I have yet to figure.

Noona. I wish she was mine; my Snow White.

But, damn it, no.

She'll always be his.