AN: So… I did another story… At first I wanted to finish my first and then post the second… But I really wanted to post it so I posted it… Then I really wanted to post the third so I posted it… Now I really want to post this… And I want to do a one-shot collection too… I'll probably update everything slowly… sorry! This will be my first story that's more about Chung falling in love then Ara falling in love. I think it will be short. It's an AU.I will leave all the classes except Chung and Ara's (Deadly Chaser with shorter hair and Yama Raja with a little shorter hair) up to your imagination this time! I got this idea while I was on the subway today. I know there are a lot others like this but! I will try to make this different! Ah! Important thing! Things said in sign language will be in Italic and Underlined.

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Chung was waiting for the subway to come. He was heading to his university. He was studying to become a doctor. It was his dream. But he was one of the worst students. A lot of people said he's not motivated enough. He was just… sometimes he forgot about things. "Maybe being a doctor is not for me…" Chung thought and the train came. He got on. There was one open seat. The last one next to the other car. On the other car in the spot next to the car he was in sat a beautiful girl. She had long black hair and orange eyes… orange eyes… weird. But interesting. Without realizing he was staring at her. The girl noticed. She turned to him and smiled. He smiled back and blushed. He opened a book and started reading it. He was reading "Cannery Row". "Maybe I should read one of the books the professor told us to read… That thing about the structure of human bones… Well… I'll read it later." He thought. After a little he heard a soft knock on the glass. That girl was knocking on it with a bright smile. She started making signs with her hand excitedly. Sign language? Chung thought. He knew sign language from his grandfather. He always said that he should know their language. Chung was ten when he learned it so it was fun for him

"Do you know sign language?" She signed him.

"Yes."

"Could it be you're deaf?"

"No. I learned it from my grandfather. He said that it was important to be able to understand everyone."

"Such a nice grandfather."

"Why did you learn sign language?"

"I'm deaf."

"Oh. Sorry."

"No need! I like sign language. A lot."

"Why?"

"Because you see, there are a lot of people around us right? And they all don't know what we're talking about. It's like a secret language! A language only for us. Don't you think it's fun?"

"I never thought of it like this. You're interesting."

"Thank you. A lot of people tell this to me. Oh wait. Sign it to me." She giggled.

"So what did you want to talk about?"

"Right. That book!"

"Cannery Row?"

"Yep! You see… it's one of my favorite books! But I rarely see any people reading it… I usually see people reading some fantasy books. Don't get the wrong idea! I don't think fantasy books are bad. It's just… People forget about the classics. And I really like the classics!"

"They're the classics after all. I think they're very good too."

"Right? It's so nice to find a person sharing the same opinion as you!"

"It really is!" He said and smiled. The girl blushed.

"So where are you going?"

"Where am I going?"

"I mean you're in the subway. You must be going somewhere. Everyone here is going somewhere."

"I'm going to university."

"Oh! So you're an university student!"

"Yes."

"It must be nice… the real university…"

"Are you still a highschool student? You don't really look like one though."

"I am nineteen. But you see because of my 'condition' I can't attend a normal university. I attend a special one for deaf people. But for me it's not a real university. It's like all of the professors are not serious. It's like they underestimate us and think that if we're deaf we don't really need proper education. Especially at what I'm studying…"

"What is it?"

"Psychology." Chung was silent for a little. He was surprised. "I know you're probably thinking that a deaf person can't be a psychologist. I don't blame you. Everyone around me thinks like that. Even my closest friends. That it's impossible. But I like to live my life under that saying : 'Anything is possible' It's like my motto. I believe in it. Because if I stop believing then nothing will happen. If I say 'I'm deaf so I can't be a psychologist', if I say I'll choose another dream… would it be so simple? People can't choose their dream. It chooses them. So I will fight. I won't give up. And deaf people need psychologists too don't you think?"

"You really are an amazing girl."

"Thank you."

"So where are you going?" She was a little surprised.

"Where… I wonder… I ask myself that a lot. Is somewhere good enough for now? One day when I realize maybe I'll tell you." He was surprised. She did tell him that everyone here are going to a place. Maybe she wasn't a part of "everyone". They talked and talked… It felt like hours. It felt like years. It felt like… a time capsule. A place where time is not moving. Where only they and their restlessly signing hands are moving. But in truth it was only ten minutes. Ten minutes that were a whole eternity to them.

"I've got to get off now. I'm happy we 'talked'. It was fun." He said.

"I'm getting off here too!" They got off.

"Well I'm getting out from this exit."

"Ah I'm from the other. Bye."

"Bye." He turned around and started walking the stairs to get out of the subway. Then he felt small hands wrap around him. He turned around. It was that girl.

"I forgot! I want to know your name! I'm Ara Haan." She smiled and blushed.

"Chung Seiker."

"Chung… I'll remember it!"

"I'll remember you." She blushed again and started walking to get out of the other side. She waved at him before she started going up the stairs. He waved back.

While walking to the university he was thinking about what Ara said to him. "People can't choose their dream." This really remained in his mind. Because he was choosing his dream. He took someone else's dream and decided to live it. He turned around and walked to his home.

"Mom… I'm sorry." He said quietly.

The next day he went to the university to change his course. He started the Arts course.