Hello, everyone. It's been WAAAAY too long since I've written anything, so here you go! This one's about SHINee, a really AWESOME group and a virtual version of myself. I warn you, there is lots of dialogue, so please bear with it. ^^ Please try your best to imagine what's going on during conversations. I hope to improve more in the future.

He're's the first 3 chapters. Please enjoy~ (and don't forget to review~^^)

Chapter One

Oh… what an awful day today was. Nothing was going right for me. As much as I loved it when it rained, right now I wanted to see the sun and have it tell me that it was okay-I'll brighten up your day.

I didn't even take notice to how red my eyes were from crying, but who would when it's so dark out here? Nobody really cares. All they want to do is keep themselves from getting drenched by the nasty weather. But right now, the storm outside doesn't compare to the thunder and downfall of cats and dogs in my heart. Earlier today, my boyfriend broke up with me. But who could say that he was really my boyfriend? He was my first boyfriend and I was so happy when he asked me out that I couldn't say no. I never had someone like me, at least I never had someone that said it out loud, let alone to my face.

"I like you," he said, "I never really talked to you, but I can tell that you are a nice person. I always hear good compliments about you. You're pretty, too." I had been trying to look my best from exercising and even styling my hair and putting on make-up. And I have to say, it wasn't really hard to get good compliments; I do all my work and I do it correctly, I have friends and I naturally get along with and care for them, so…? I didn't actually know a lot about this guy, either, but I did know his name.

"Thank you, Sang Jun, that means a lot. I…never really talked to you, either, but I hear just about the same nice things about you, too. You seem to take good care of your looks as well."

"Well, Lydia…or should I call you by your Korean name: Yuna?"

"I should try getting more used to my Korean name, Yuna." Did I forget to mention? Not to long ago, in 7th grade, actually, I transferred to South Korea from the United States. I had an interest in Korean music, so I had an interest in the language. Thus, my learning of the language. It was fun to learn and I retained it pretty well. When I moved here, I felt intimidated by the high fashion and the well-built female population, so I tried that much harder to fit in. I thought that it didn't really help that I was foreign-Light, curly brown hair, pale white and freckly skin, and green eyes. I was such a coward about fitting in that I even thought about dying my hair black, wearing brown colored contacts, and getting a tan. That's pretty pathetic, isn't it? BUT. I loved and was proud of the way I looked back in America, so why should I feel any different, now? I decided to keep the way I looked, the only minor changes were that I dolled myself up everyday and kept track of my weight and eating habits. I must say: if you're a picky eater, it's hard to become accustomed to a whole new kind of food. Luckily, I thought that most of the food was rather tasty to my surprise. Well, that's enough for now-back to the story so you can sympathize with and pity me.

"So…Yuna…are you going to go out with me?"

"SURE!" It was my first time dating someone, and I thought that even though I don't know much about him, except for the fact that he was in a couple of classes with me, I could get to know more about him and even begin to like him. I was blind; I was only happy over the fact that he liked me. Boy, was I wrong.

As I got to know him, I began to fall in love with him. I thought it was nice when he smiled at me and because I always wanted to receive romantic attention, I never wanted that to leave me, especially because I was so pitiful that I thought I would never be liked by anyone in a new country. Little did I know, Sang Jun actually had his eyes on someone else and that he was only using me to make this other girl jealous. I didn't find out until he finally told me on the last day of our relationship after 6 months of going out.

"Yuna…I have to tell you something."

"What is it? Don't tell me that it's going to rain, because I already know just by looking at the clouds." I smiled and slapped his arm jokingly.

"Haha. AHEM. No… I have something else to tell you."

"Well…tell me."

"I…never really liked you. I'm sorry."

"What?"

"I actually like someone else. I just wanted to use you, a pretty and nice foreigner, to make her jealous and want to go out with me. It WAS fun being with you, and you did treat me good, but…I never had my eyes on you for only you. I'm sorry."

"Well…" Tears were welling up in my eyes, "Does she like you now?"

"Yes."

"Who is she?"

"Hye In."

"She's lucky. She'll have a boyfriend that actually likes her. He'll also be a good actor. He had me completely fooled. Just…Don't do the same thing to her."

"I don't plan on it." he sounded sincere. Something I never heard from him.

"Good." Oh great. It started to rain as soon as my first tear drop fell.

"I'm sorry." He said one last time. "I hope you find someone that will treat you as good as you did to me. You deserve better than what I did."

"I don't want to hear it."

"Goodbye…Lydia." He walked away just like that. Out of the rain and out of my life.

"I guess…," I murmured between sobs, "I'll just go home. A home away from home."

Chapter Two

By now it was already pouring rain, and I felt like crap. I was still crying like a baby and it was slowing my pace as I was stumbling home. Right now you would think that some sad music from an OST would be playing, but hey, we don't always get what we want. "Wae…Why did he do that to me? If he thought I was such a good girlfriend, you'd have thought that he would like me…right?" I wiped some of the tears from my face along with the raindrops that had drenched the rest of me.

It felt like I had been walking forever…it felt like I had experienced pain forever…did I…do something to deserve this?

Suddenly, I didn't feel the rain hitting my body. I looked up to find an umbrella…and a young guy that looked about the same age as me. "Hey…why are you walking around in the rain?"

"Because I…like it?" It came out as a question rather than a statement.

"Well…I like it, too, but that doesn't mean I'm going to let it turn me into a walking puddle."

"What do you care? You don't even know me."

"No…I don't KNOW you-know you., but I know that you're a girl who's been crying and needs some shelter from the rain." I know my face was red from all that crying, but I couldn't help but blush.

"Might I ask what your name is…and why you're helping me?"

"My name is Kim KiBum and I am helping you because I want and feel like I need to. So what's your name?"

"It's Lydia…but my name Korean name is Yuna. I moved here from the states about 4 years ago when I was in 7th grade."

"Ah…. Last question." he held up his index finger and looked at me with wide eyes.

"What's that?" I tilted my head.

"Will you let me help you?" I lifted a hand to wipe some of the wetness on my face before saying,

"Why not?" I smiled gratefully and looked into his alluring brown eyes. Who knew that this would be the beginning of an all new relationship?

Chapter Three

"So…This is where you live?" We had appeared in front of a 4-story, beige building that had a spinning door and many patios that surrounded it.

"Yep. I live on the third floor. It's very spacious and quiet inside. I like it a lot."

"Yes. It's a very nice building."

"Would you like to come inside for some coffee? It's the least I could do for having you walk me all the way home."

"I don't have anything going on, so…Sure. Coffee sounds nice."

"Okay~ Let's not stay standing out here and go inside! Come on!" We went in through the spinning door and headed towards the elevator. It was only 7 o'clock in the evening, but it seemed extra quiet today. I guess that's what rain does to people.

We made it up to the third floor in silence and I lead the way to my door. I punched in the code and once opened, I invited him inside.

"Yuna, was it?"

"Yeah?" I had my back turned to him as I locked the door and went to the left into the kitchen to prepare some coffee.

"Do you live by yourself?" I could see him looking around through the square opening in the wall.

"Hm? No. I live with my aunt. Back in America she got her Master's Degree in Education, which means she would be able to teach English in another country, so because I wanted to move here, she decided to come teach in Korea so I could come and live with her. I was and still am very grateful. It was hard, though. It meant that I would have to leave behind my mom and friends. I also had to be able to speak the language. Luckily, when my aunt had to learn Korean back in America before she was able to teach here, she brought me along to her classes so I could learn it, too."

"Wow…that's amazing. Um…is she home?"

"Huh? Oh. No, she said she had to stay after today and work on some things. She said that she planned on going out with some friends from work when she was done." I had finished putting the coffee and water in the machine, now all that's left is to wait for it to finish. I exited the kitchen and went into the living room. There was a long couch and a reclining chair facing a wide-screen TV. There was a bookshelf packed with DVDs, CDs, and books next to it. I motioned for him to sit down on the couch and I sat down in the chair beside it.

"Why are sitting here?" He asked me in a some-what rude manner.

"Uh…This is my house. And I'm visiting with you."

"Why are you visiting with me when you're still soaking wet? Do you not care about your health? Go take a shower! And put some fresh clothes on!"

"Excuse me? Are you trying to start something? I can decide whatever I feel like doing and when I want to! Do you under-achoo!" Uh oh.

"You see? Now go take a shower. I don't want you to catch a cold. I'll keep an eye on the coffee for you and if you want I can even prepare a snack or two. I'm allowed to turn on the TV, right?"

"Um…I guess…" I was kind of puzzled with what was going on because he suddenly turned on the TV to whatever was on and he headed for the kitchen to rummage through my refrigerator. He was pulling some things out when he turned to look at me.

"What are you doing? Go take a shower! He hurried over to my side and began pushing me from the back into the hallway.

"B-but I-"

"Don't worry, I won't touch anything I'm not supposed to, okay?"

"Okay…"

"Goood~ I'll see you when you come out."

Once I made my way over to the bathroom, he turned and left back to the kitchen. I closed the bathroom door behind me and I hung up some fresh towels onto the towel rack. I looked into the mirror before I undressed myself and said aloud, "What am I doing? I'm about to take a shower completely vulnerable with a boy in the house. Sigh…well, I guess I can trust him. He seems pretty nice." I turned to my side and ran my fingers through my hair. "Wow. My hair sure is getting long." My light brown hair which got really curly as I got older was already halfway down my back-and that was the length when it's NOT straight. I finally took my clothes off and stepped into the shower. I turned on the water and waited for it to get the kind of hot that I like. I stood there thinking about KiBum who was in the other room and what he was doing. I was thinking about the questions that I wanted to ask him, 'How old are you? What school do you go to? What do you plan on doing after high school?' I wanted to hurry and finish showering so I could quickly ask him the questions. I was smiling to myself which was hard to believe since I was ruthlessly dumped by the guy that I can't believe I liked.

Once I was done showering I turned the water off and opened the curtain. I grabbed the hair towel and sloppily towel-dried my hair. I left my hair in the towel laying on my shoulder and wrapped the big towel around my body. I cleaned the water out of my ears with a q-tip and put on some deodorant. I had forgotten to bring clean clothes with me into the bathroom, so I had to go to my room and get some. I figured that Kibum would still be in the other room, so I thought that there was no need to sneak around. I mean, it was kind of hard to see into the living room from the hallway, anyway. With a towel-wrapped body and my hair wet and barely in a towel, I opened the door not expecting to see anyone.

"Hey, you know how you have those cookies in the-OH MY GOD!"

"AHH!"

"Why aren't you dressed?" He covered his eyes frantically and turned the other way. I was probably blushing my head off and I could feel myself some-what shaking.

"I-I-I for-forgot to gr-grab some cl-cl-clothes before I-I got in here…"

"Well, hurry and go put some on! I won't look, okay?" He had one of his arms stretched out and he was flailing his hand around in many directions. I held my head down and had my arms squeezing my body tightly as I ran around him and into my room. I slammed the door behind me and let out a huge sigh. I don't think I have ever been this embarrassed in my LIFE. I went over to one of the drawers and fished out some under garments when I heard a knock on my door. "Hey, Yuna? You know how you have those cookies in the fridge? I is it okay that I'm making them?"

"Yeah. It's fine. I was planning on making them when I came home, anyway." I knew something smelt really good when I got out of the shower. Now I went to my closet and put on a clean, black, slim-fitting jogging suit. I didn't exactly want to put on pajamas nor did I want to put on another pair of jeans.

"Okay, good."

"Hey…Kibum…you didn't…see anything, did you?"

"Hm? No! No, I didn't. But…are you a C-cup?"

"WHAT? You can guess just by looking?"

"Wait, so you ARE a C-Cup? I was just saying that to make you feel better! I mean, I thought they were nice, but I couldn't exactly tell…"

"SO YOU DID SEE!" I hurriedly finished putting on the clothes and I flung the door open to see him flinch away from me.

"I'M SORRY!" Now he was on the floor bowing and holding his hands together above his head. "PLEASE FORGIVE ME! YOU HAVE A VERY BEAUTIFUL BODY! Just…please don't hurt me!"

"Um…" I was staring down at his turtle-positioned body. Now that I look, he has a very nice head of hair…and I really like my guys that have nice hair, so…I sat down next to him and began stroking his hair: it was silky. He looked up at me to find me smiling at him. "I guess I can forgive you, and…I suppose I should thank you for complimenting me. Besides, you're baking cookies for me, so you're off the hook."

"Really? Are you sure?" His confused expression was very cute.

"Yep! Now get up and keep an eye on the cookies! I don't want them to burn!"

"Yes, chef~" He got up with a smile and ran into the kitchen to check on the cookies. "They're fine. The coffee finished a little while ago, so when these are done which is in…" He looked over at the timer that was sitting on the white counter, "4 minutes. They smell awesome, don't they?" He turned to me with a grin on his face.

"Yep! Let's go sit down. I want to talk with you more." With that, I went to the living room and comfortably sat in the recliner chair. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Kibum come in as he sat on the couch. "So. Kibum. How old are you?"

"Well, it's 2008, right? So, right now, to you, I would be 17."

"That's the same as me! What high school do you go to? I go to XX High School."

"I go to OO High School. But… what month were you born in? I was born in September."

"I was born in June."

"That makes you my Noona! You know… Noona is so pretty~" He said it in a sing-song voice.

"Thank you…is that a song?"

"Not yet~" he waved a finger at me. I flinched back in surprise.

"What does that mean?"

"You see…I'm a trainee for SM Entertainment, and…I'm going to be debuting in a five member group soon."

"Really? That's so cool! Tell me more!" I was very interested in his story, I mean, I'm going to be friends with a famous person!

"Well, me and four other guys I've been training with are going to be the group called SHINee. They said that it's going to be a contemporary band and our first song that we are going to be debuting with is called "Noona is so Pretty." That part that I sang to you is the chorus. I don't think that I should be telling you this, but…I think that I could trust you. Oh! My stage name is going to be Key, so you can call me that if you want."

"Key? That's really cute! But wow…you're going to be famous. That's so cool. And I'm the first person to know! Well…outside of everyone you know, of course. So…" I held out my hand to him, "Congratulations! You have yourself your first fan." He grabbed my hand and smiled at me.

"Thank you. Looks like Noona is also a fan." We both laughed at the joke he made when the timer rang. "Looks like the cookies are done. Hey, the first fan service you'll be receiving is me serving you coffee and cookies, okay? Do you like flavored cream and sugar in you coffee?"

"Yes, oh Almighty Key."

"Hey…That's a good idea. I'll be called the Almighty Key from now on! Thank you, Yuna!"

"Uh…okay?" He brought over two cups of fresh coffee and a plate with four warm chocolate cookies and set them down on the clear glass coffee table in front of the couch. "Wow, it looks really good. Smells great, too."

"Why, thank you~" Oh my God, he's way too cute. I think my heart is starting to beat a hundred miles an hour. "You said that this building is pretty quiet, right? Does anyone live next door to you?"

"Hmm? Oh Chyes ich ish and no." I was busy stuffing my face with the delicious cookie.

"Don't talk with your mouth full. It's very un-lady-like." He's one to talk. After he said that, he shoved a whole cookie in his mouth. I could see that he began sniffing in the air when he looked at me and asked, "Is it you that smells fruity?"

"What? Oh. Yeah. I took a shower, remember? I washed with berry scented soap. It came in a set with shampoo, conditioner, and body wash. I got it for my birthday. Why? Do you think I smell good?" I leaned forward with a sly smile. He saw, and for a second he had a really sexy smirk on his face before he cleared his throat and turned his head away.

"Um…No. Not at all. I just thought that the smell of fruit was ruining the smell of the coffee and cookies. That's all."

"What a jerk…" That happened to come out in English and he seemed to notice.

" 'Jerk'? Did you just call me a jerk?"

"Pfft! What are talking about~? I didn't say that~. Wait. You know English?"

"Yeah. Enough to understand what you're saying. I'm not stupid." He surprised me which resulted in me leaning back into the chair.

"I didn't say you were. But, tell me if you understand what I'm saying now," I switched back to English, "Key, what is the name of your group?"

"SHINee. That was easy. Give me another one." Gee, he didn't even answer me in English.

"Okay…What are the names' of your members? Oldest to youngest."

"Um… Lee Jinki but he goes by Onew, Kim Jonghyun, Me, Choi Minho, and Lee Taemin. Happy?" I was impressed. He answered me in full with top-notch pronunciation.

"Wow. You're really good. Now I know the other members names before they debut. I feel special."

"Thank you, and yes, you are special. Maybe you'll be able to meet the other members sometime soon…"

"Aw…you're making me blush…" I brought my hands to my face and looked at him with the best aegyeo I could manage. I guess it worked because his eyes got big and I could see a little hint of red on his cheeks. "Haha. You're really cute."

"Ding, ding! Taemin is the one that's cute."

"Is he the one that you said was your maknae?"

"Yeah. He's in eighth grade now. He's really good at dancing, but he's the cute one in the group. He has pitch-black hair in a bowl shaped hair-do but he has the smile of an angel. Sure to make all the Noonas like you want to bite him. That's the kind of adorable he is."

"I have to meet him and make him my little brother. Now."

"Haha. Now… you're almost done with high school; what do you plan on doing after that?"

"Hm…I don't know…I might go back to America, but I think I want to take college here. But…I kind of have a hidden talent for acting, so I might try and pursue that. The thing is…the industry might only want Korean actors. Hey, if they deny me I can always go and get into Hollywood to show them up. That's mean, though. Especially since they've allowed me to live in their country for as long as I have."

"Yeah. But hey, if you're good, they could always use you in those stories where a foreigner comes in, or they could recommend you to the American industry."

"Yeah, I think I'll give that a try. Thanks. But…I have a question."

"What's that?"

"Have you met Super Junior…or Dong Bang Shin Ki?" I could feel my face getting hot as I mentioned my favorite groups.

"Of course I know them. Not extremely well since they're my Sunbaes, but yes, I know them enough. Why~? Do you like them~?" Now it was his turn to lean towards me with a sly smile. Too bad I couldn't return it with a smirk since I was beyond embarrassed.

"Umm…y-yeah. Of course I like them, I wouldn't be asking if I didn't."

"Well, then…tell me. Who's your favorite from each?"

"I…I really like Teukie Oppa and U-know Oppa…"

"HAHAHA! You like the leaders! They're too old for you! But Teukie Hyung is really nice and funny. I haven't talked to Yunho Hyung that much, though. Do you…want to meet them?"

"COULD I?" I clasped my hands together and pleadingly looked into his eyes.

"Um…I don't think so…but, I might be able to get you their autograph. Knowing Teukie Hyung, he probably won't say no."

"Well, an autograph is better than nothing, I guess. Speaking of…have you practiced your autograph for when a fan asks for one?"

"Hm? Oh…no I haven't."

"Then…you should practice! Here, I'll go get you some paper and a pen. I'll be the first person you give an autograph to. Is that okay?"

"Sure! You are our first fan, after all. Just…don't laugh if it looks weird."

"I won't~." I got out of the reclining chair and went into my room for some paper and a pen. I thought to myself that Key seemed really nice and that it might be hard to believe that he was going to be a celebrity. But, you might think that he is a celebrity with his good looks and all. He doesn't have bad fashion sense either. I don't know why, but this entire time, I've been smiling to myself just thinking about him. I went back into the living room with the supplies in hand. "Here you go, sign for me, sign for me~"

"Yes, your majesty." He grabbed the things and rolled his eyes at me. I'm sorry, but I couldn't help but smile again. "Hey…Yuna. You seem a lot happier than when I first saw you today. Could you tell me what happened?"

"What? Oh…" I decided to sit on the couch next to him this time. I don't know why I did it, but I was starting to like the way my heart beat fast when I was around him.