So, a little background information to make the story less confusing:
Emi and Mihi met when Mihi's sweet tooth led her to Mi Sun's parent's pastry shop. While going there every day for the Dong famous German Chocolate Cake, they became best friends. However, Mi Sun could not go to Shin Hwa High School because she is poor and Mihi's parent's would not let her pay for her (as well as Emi's protests). Therefore, Mihi quit Shin Hwa school to go to commoner school with her best friend. They have been best friends for 3 years now.
Mihi and Woo Bin met when they were both 7 and were going to the same private instructor for martial arts. Woo Bin to be trained against attackers of his dad's 'company' and Mihi to train to become the best female private detective in all of South Korea. Their master made them fight against each other prompting a tie to ensue in which they would challenge the other to fight yet neither would win after hours of combat. Somewhere along the way, they became friends against all family odds. They still haven't declared a winner and have been going at it for 11 years.
Anyway, the story itself has a weird format. Each chapter will be a different event. They don't form a continuous story (i.e. she doesn't go into the kitchen and the next chapter is her in the kitchen.) However, they are chronological. Certain chapters connect together to explain the story. It seems confusing, but it's really just fun and DRAMATIC. Here is scene numero uno!
Mi-Hi was striking the bag in front of her like it was enemy #1 on her hit list. As the daughter and only heir to the best private police service in Korea, she had a lot to live up to. Small beads of sweat clouded her forehead, and it matted her bangs to the skin. She was just getting started.
"Hiya!" she exclaimed. Her grunts were quickly finalized when her workout song started playing over her private room speakers. The cushion-walled room had speakers in the high ceiling to help her stay in the mood. In between her panting, she sang along increasing the pace and force behind every punch and kick.
"To be a man, you must be swift as the coursing river. With all the force of a great typhoon. With all the strength of a raging fire. Mysterious as the dark side of the m-" Her jam got cut off which made her last note the only sound echoing in the entire room. It died out as she realized someone had paused her music. She glared at the mirror in one side of the room looking at the figure she knew oh to well.
"What do you want?" she sliced at him.
From the shadows he walked nearer and smiled wider.
"You know you're not a man right? This song doesn't apply to you." She crossed her arms and 'hmph'-ed.
"Yes, it does. You're just jealous, Oppah." Recently, whenever she called him that a little rumble erupted in her stomach. But, it wasn't hunger. She knew that section of her stomach too well to mistake it for that. She wasn't sure what it was. Mi-Hi wasn't bothered by it and brushed it aside. He came to stand in front of her, about 3 feet away.
"No, it doesn't. It does, however, apply to me. I'm a true man. I have all those qualities you just mentioned." Woo Bin smirked at his best friend outside F4.
"Tch. Keep dreaming princess. I'm a wo-man. I count."
"Oh, it's on. True warrior?" he raised his eyebrows knowing she wouldn't refuse.
"True warrior." she affirmed. They started to battle it out matching the other's moves in perfect unison. It almost seemed like a dance between the two. A perfect partnership in which neither one gave or took too much or too little and where they both seemed to know exactly how to react without much thought behind the move. However, Song Woo Bin made one unexpected move and tripped Mi-Hi backwards. He landed on top of her.
Their panting breaths mixed invisibly between them, but they were too disconcerted by the fact that they were less than 6 inches apart. His shining stone black eyes pierced her own chocolate brown ones as if they held the answer to what he was feeling and thinking at the moment. She had no idea what that could have been; she did see that his eyes shifted from her plump lips to her eyes consistently. Her eyes were frozen on his face, barely of questions flew over her head. Since when does his hair look so good? Why do I want to run my fingers through it? Why do his lips look so kissable? Why does that word even come into my vocabulary when thinking of Oppah? Considering her situation, she recovered quickly and flipped him on the hard-wood floor in place of where she used to be.
"I win." she whispered, still not completely in control of herself. He blinked.
"Hell no! I totally won like five seconds ago, and you didn't even pin me long enough to win. Total tie."
"No, I won."
"No, you didn't"
"Yes, I did."
"No, you didn't"
"Whatever," she stood up and started to wipe her forehead, "So, why did you come here anyway? You better have a better reason than 'I was bored'."
While she talked he went near the door and back, bringing a white paper bag with him.
"I have cake." She saw the brand of Mi Sun's family printed on the paper and knew it was her German Chocolate cake. Ahjussi Dong had said that once she turned 20 he would change the title of the cake to Mi-Hi's chocolate extravaganza since she bought half of the yearly profit of that cake. Mi-Hi quickly grabbed the bag and opened it. She looked inside to see the dark moist sugary concoction. She proceeded to smell it deeply. Woo Bin looked at her strangely. They sat down cross-legged across from each other.
"I'm listening..." He obviously wanted something.
He smiled. "I know that's why I brought back up." He signaled to the door where she saw around 5 more of the same bags. They sat down on the floor, and she took out the cake with a fork.
"I need a favor." He wasted no time in getting to the point.
"Wha" she smushed out.
"Ummm..." he hesitated, "Could you possibly maybe... ?" Mi-Hi stopped chewing and swallowed.
"WHAT? WHY?" She ran to get the extra bags. When she had overflowing emotions eating always solved the problem. She started to open all the containers to lay them all in front of her.
"Well, my father was hesitant in letting me hang out with you and was going to disallow me from seeing you because of your family background and all so I had to make something up. And, and, I panicked, ok? I told him the reason we spent so much time together was because I was planning on wooing you into being my wife so we would have no problems in my dad's business. Now he says he wants to meet his future daughter in law" he looked away ashamed.
"When was it that you told him this exactly? Because we have been friends for 11 years; he couldn't have become suspicious just now." She was on her third piece now.
"Heh... Like 6 years ago..." he said awkwardly.
Mi-Hi glared at her friend. "Why should I? What's it to me that you're dad thinks we are getting married? Lie again, tell the truth. I'm not doing this."
"Please, yuh-dong-seang."
"Why did you lie in the first place Song Woo Bin? Or you could have just stopped being my friend back then."
He stood up angrily. "You know damn well I could never do that, even then."
"Why the hell not? If I remember correctly, that was around the time I started to detach myself from Shin Hwa people. You could have very well just left me for the F4. And, don't yell at me cause I'll yell right back!" she exclaimed standing up too.
He faced the mirror and looked at her reflection.
"Because I care too much about you. Because even then you were the only person who made me feel that I wasn't a monster-in-training. Because when I'm around you I don't think of what I have to 'take care of' before I get home or else I won't have a home, I just think about how many cakes you can stuff into your stomach while not getting fat and just how much I could win if betting on the amount were to be a sport. Because whenever a weekend comes and I don't see you for more than three days I actually hurt inside. You're my best friend, Mi-Hi." While he spoke his voice reached a sort of crescendo-decrescendo throughout the speech. Also, he looked at the mirror to avoid her actual expression counting on her reflection to stop his emotions from getting the best of him. This was unsuccessful as by the second sentence water started to accumulated on top of his bottom eyelid and by the end of his monologue a steady stream of tears swiped his cheeks. He closed his eyes and inhaled brokenly. She stared blankly at her best friend not knowing what to say or if she should say anything at all. Finally, she decided on the one thing she knew she could do to make both of them feel better of the situation. She ran to him and stepped into his arms enveloping his much taller and wider frame between her strong and short arms. Her eyes were also starting to water by this point. He slowly wrapped his arms around her. She could feel every time he took a gasping breath. She shushed at him trying to calm him down.
"It's ok, Oppah. I'll do it. I'm here. I'll do it. Just don't cry, please." He sniffled and calmed down.
"Thanks, Mi-Hi."
"On two conditions," he waited for her to continue, "One, this will only be for a week. If I need to wear dresses, warn me the night before so I can call Emi and ask for her opinion-"
"It doesn't matter what you wear." he told her.
"Hey, if I'm gonna meet your father. I will sure as hell make such a good impression, he will be asking me for my hand in marriage. Araso?" He nodded and half-smiled.
"Two, I request 20 of these bags daily. If I don't eat all of them in one day, you are not allowed to take them back. Now, when do I start?"
"Tuesday of next week."
"Cool." She started to step away from Woo Bin's arms, but he pulled her back.
"Nu uh. You're gonna have to start getting used to intimate contact for this to work. Maybe you can become an actress after this."
"Nah, I'm way to pretty, smart, and badass to be an actress."
"This is true." He replied simply.