Author's Note: This story is originally posted on LU years ago and it's a cliche of the so call k-melodrama hahaha. So I'm warning you that maybe some of the plots are too cruel to the heroine (because usually in k-melodrama the heroine is the one who suffer the most). Oh and for your information, I've already completed 'The Interview' and 'Perfect Nightmare' so no more update or new chapter for those stories.
Disclaimer: I do not own Boy Before Flowers and its characters. However, this fanfic and the story line is mine. Please do not re-upload or re-translated without my approval and the most important thing, don't ever plagiarising my story because it will make you a bad person and not cool.
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'Why do we needs to lose the precious things in order to feel its preciousness? Now, the only thing that is left for me is regrets.' – Kim Min Jun (2PM)
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(Ga Eul's POV)
Chapter 1; Him
Omma always told me that every good or bad deeds we did in this world, will surely be repay with the same suitable price we can hardly notice. For example if we donate a 100k Won, doesn't mean someone will give back the same value in the future. If we punch someone on his face maybe someday a bicycle will run into us and injured our legs. She said it was called a 'Karma Law'.
So in order to avoid any bad things to happen, I always practiced the positive attitude that made me worth to be call a good girl. I'm a good daughter, a good friend, a good student and a Good Samaritan (I help an old halmoni to cross the road okay!). But for some unknown reasons, the Karma Law was not applied to me when suddenly the man I love the most left me without showing any signed that he was about to leave me forever.
I was only ten when my classroom teacher called me out to tell me the news. She told me my father was involved in a freak accident and sadly he died on the spot. It was unbelievable at first, I just had breakfast with him in the morning and his smiling face still fresh in my mind and suddenly I was told that I won't meet him ever again. I asked omma, why? Why it happen to me because I never done any wrong in my ten years life. She simply said; everything happens for a reason.
Then it was just me and my omma. We have no problems in term of money because appa left us a lot of his insurance money and omma had a stable job as an editor for a magazine. We tried to live alone for a couple of years but it was too hard to stay strong in a place full with the memories of my beloved father. So we moved back to omma's hometown and stayed with my grandparents. I realised omma was happy again to be in a placed well known to her with familiar faces of her friends and neighbours. As long as omma happy, I'm happy too.
The first thing she did after we arrived there was bringing me to her best friend's house. Her name was Kim In Hee and she asked me to call her omoni. She's so pretty (like my mother of course) and so nice to me because she always wanted a daughter like me. She has two sons but she said her ungrateful sons were seldom at home because they loved to hang out with their friends rather with their mother. It so true because after the sixth time I went to her house, I still have no luck to see the brothers.
Her husband, So Hyun Sub was a doctor and he opened a small clinic in our area. He was not talkative like her but somehow I like him a lot because he reminded me of my own father especially when he gave me his genuine smile. Kim-omoni always complaint (in a proud way) that she thought she can be rich if she married a doctor but they remained 'poor' because her husband had a strong tendency to feel sympathy at anybody so he always gave free treatments and free medications to his patients.
It was in the seventh visit when I finally met one of the brothers. It was a very awkward first meeting because omma and I were actually caught him kissing his girlfriend at their garden. Blamed it to omma of course because she lost the sensed of shyness in term of her best friend (what yours is mine and what mine is yours rule) and neglected the needs to ring their doorbell before entering their unlock gates.
He was shocked to see us and even more shocked when he focused his eyes on me. I don't know how to react but omma was fast to grab my hand and dragged me into the house. I don't know how omma can pretend she never caught the scene because I felt my face was blushing every time I saw him and he also as red as tomato when he saw me.
"I guess you guys already met my youngest cutie little puppy muppeeeeey?" Kim-omoni started the conversation at the dining table and playfully pressed on the word 'muppey' which I never heard before.
"Please, not again omma! I'm fifteen for heaven sake!" Now I knew why her sons always ran away from her. She still treated them like a little kid.
"Guess he's not a little puppy anymore eh?" Oh no, why omma rubbing the salt at the opened cut? I saw his face redden after being teased by omma and automatically the earlier scene playing again in my head and I can't help to smirk at him. Poor guy.
"Jeongie, meet my best friend Min Soo Ri and this is her daughter Chu Ga Eul." Kim-omoni briefly introduced us to him and he nodded for acknowledgement. "Ga Eul will turn fourteen next year so she will study at your school." She continued the introduction and I knew he was surprised to know that we will be studying at the same school.
"Annyeong haseyo Jeongie-oppa." I tried to be polite and greeted him.
He cleared his throat first and suddenly turned into a serious mode. "Annyeong and don't call me Jeongie if you want to call me oppa. My name is So Yi Jeong and just called me oppa without Jeongie."
"So I call you Jeongie then. Just Jeongie without oppa." I playfully teased him to lighten the mood.
"NO! Don't you dare or I'll kill you!" He shrieked his puberty-cracking-voice and startled everyone.
"Okay. Oppa." I quickly nodded my head and felt scared at his outburst. Jezz, why can't he handle my joke?
That day was our first meeting and for some unknown reasons, after the seventh visit, Yi Jeong never missed to stay at his house every time we came to visit his family. We never talked because I was too afraid to start a conversation with him. Then at the ninth visit, I finally met the eldest, Il Hyun who was seven years older than me. He was a medical student and wanted to become a doctor like his father. No wonder he seldom at home because he rented a room near his university.
So when I saw Yi Jeong leaning lazily at my gate on my first day in junior high school, I was so surprised that he even offered to walk me to his school.
"Oppa, I already know how to go to your school. You don't need to fetch me from my house."
"Omma asked me to watch you so I just followed her order. By the way I already broke up with my girlfriend."
"Huh? You don't need to tell me. I don't care about your private life."
"You need to know and I'm sure you will hear many gossips about me in school and don't trust it. Especially about me being a Casanova."
"Judging by our first meeting, it's hard to believe you are not a playboy oppa."
"JUST BECAUSE I'M HANDSOME, IT DOESN'T MEAN I NEED TO BE A PLAYBOY! IT'S NOT MY FAULT THAT ALL THE GIRLS LOVES ME AND WANTED TO BE MY GIRLFRIEND! AND FOR YOUR INFORMATION, I KISSED THAT GIRL BECAUSE I WANTED TO EXPERIENCE THE TASTE OF KISSING SOMEBODY LIPS! ALL MY FRIENDS ALREADY DONE THE DEED SO NATURALLY I WANTED TO TRY TOO! I NEVER LOVE HER AND IT GROSS TO EXCHANGE SALIVA WITH SOMEBODY YOU DON'T LOVE AND IT WAS MY FIRST KISS AND I WON'T DO IT AGAIN UNTIL I FIND THE RIGHT GIRL!"
"Okay. Okay I understand. Don't need to yell at me because I'm not deaf."
I thought that that was the only day I had to go to school with him. But no, he never failed to show up at my doorstep to wait for me. I think if he didn't need to attend his basketball practice after school, he might wait for me to send me home too.
I became famous at my new school because the most sought after guy was seen coming to school with me every morning. Naturally I was mistaken to be his new girl and as much as I denied it, no one believed me because the guy himself never denied the rumour.
I don't know about my feelings for him. I'm too young to know the meaning of love. Was it the same as the love to my omma and appa? Yes he's drop dead handsome unlike the plain me, but I never felt something special for him and I'm sure he felt the same. Maybe he more liked my own brother because he always protected me and cared for me. There's one time when I sprain my ankle while walking to the canteen, he scolded me for being clumsy but he escaped his routine practice and carried me home on his back.
He loves to give orders to me and he won't accept 'no' as the answer so 'okay' became the favourite word from me to him. "Ga Eul, come to see me practice today", "Ga Eul, come to see my match tomorrow", "Ga Eul, be my date for the junior prom", "Ga Eul, be my date for senior prom", "Ga Eul, lets go jogging together", "Ga Eul this" and "Ga Eul that."
And I never say no for the whole three years we've been together, I mean as a friend, of course.