Summary: "Do you love me?" There was no response, so she walked out the door.
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"Teacher!! Teacher!! Someone's here to see you!!"
Brown eyes blinked softly, and a head turned. "Oh, really? Who is it-" Her voice stopped mid-sentence. "Yi Jung?" "Yi Jung!!!" Her head snapped back, surprised.
"Yi Jung, what are you doing here?"
Smirk. A cool breeze sweep through the room. "I can't believe you'd forget....tsk." She thought for a moment.
Red hue filled her porcelain cheeks. A blush. "Oh-"
"Kids, I hope you won't mind if I stole your teacher for a moment, do you?" Every head shook sideways, and he grinned. He grabbed the dumbfounded girl's arm, and led them out of the classroom.
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Love in the limelight.
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Crowed bodies, the smell of coffee, and pastel paintings.
Loud chatting over threw the room.
Couples gazed in each others eyes as the waitresses made there way to fill orders in the crowed cafe. Coffee filled air thickened the room and the crowded couples got more comfortable still gazing lovingly into each other, in an awkward atmosphere.
A lone table stood at the far end of the cafe. A sanctuary from all this chaos. Enclosed by its very own walls, a curtain entrance.
Heads turned as Yi Jung made his way with Ga Eul through the crowd. Women looked with envy, while men gazed jealously towards the secret haven.
The two people's silhouettes disappeared in the curtain, and the couples' forcefully tore their gaze away.
Is that really how love is?
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The spacious enclosure amazed her. Bamboo plants weaved against a wooden railing that was set against the wall, pottery filled the room full of brilliant floral arrangements. Ga Eul kept a steady gaze. Beautiful. Amazing. Her name was called a few times. Two. Three. Four times.
Then a hand shook her shoulder. "Are you really that bewildered?"
She glared at him; with a sense of defiance she turned her gaze away from him.
"I can't believe you forgot...tsk'"
She bit her lip.
Her hand rose up to brush a stray hair away.
Calm I'll stay calm.
The lights in the room dimmed a bit, and the soft sound of a saxophone filled the room. She looked around the room again, beautiful, she thought. She looked up a Yi Jung, who was tuning the stereo, then to the golden instrument that was strapped around his shoulder. A particular memory filled her mind. A memory of when he had helped that night at the club. He had played the saxophone for her.
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III.
Fingers dialed at the phone.
ring.
ring.
ring.
Frantic. Frantic Rings.
Please. Please pick up.
we are sorry the pers-
Hands slammed the phone shut.
Ga Eul what happened? Answer your phone, please....that's when the tears fell.
Jan Di couldn't take it anymore, so she wept.
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"Have you found her yet?"
"No"
"What happened?"
"Nothing, just nothing.....don't worry about it."
"If you say so. Just find her Jan Di is a mess right now."
The boy was rushing down the street in look for his princess. He ran like never before. That's when he spotted her.
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Knees buckled under her weight. she fell against a concrete wall. Cold air brushed her shoulders. It turned out to be a not so great day to wear a sundress.
no.
no, sundresses were for happiness and sunshine.
Today should have been a black, black, suit. To cover up sorrow. Like a funeral.
"You always had the knack for crying in the streets, should I make you over again?" The voice was low and seductive. The girl looked up. red puffy eyes in all, the boy still thought she was lovely.
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It all happened so fast.
A blur.
Just a blur.
She didn't know how or why, it just happened.
All of a sudden the saxophone music stopped and she was left their just staring at him. In the beautiful bamboo room. In the secluded area of the crowded cafe.
Lips brushed, but it was just a blur.
Hands groped, but it was just a blur.
.....but then the blur stopped. And words came out like throw up.
Unexpectedly. Quite unexpectedly.
"Do you love me?" It was quiet and low, scared but confident. Courageous.
He was caught by surprise. Know one knew really how much he had wanted to state his feelings. But he was a Casanova, only in love once. It was hard.
He took too long. The girl's face fell.
She quickly removed herself from his embrace and gathered her things.
There was no response, so she just walked out the door.
Leaving a man, scared. alone. In confusion.
Though he didn't say it, he was thinking. "Please don't go."
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The tears gathered but did not fall.
Even after four years he still couldn't bring out his feelings. The entire wait for nothing.
She ran, and ran.
Far.
Far. Away. That's when the tears fell. And all energy left her body.
35 text messages.
29 missed calls.
25 voice messages.
She did not even read one. She felt dead, alone, her heart throbbed.
But in the wake, her prince came.
She looked torn and broken, but still he raised his hand towards her.
And she took it.