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CHAPTER 1

(Picking up from where BBF ended)

Ji Hoo's POV

They were all standing on the beach watching the sun set in the horizon. All the guys were remembering how much their lives had changed in the last five years because of a special someone called Guem Jan Di. Ji Hoo was wondering the same thing. How a little commoner, a transfer student at Shinhwa had changed him and his life forever.

He always regretted that he had not given attention to Jan Di's feelings from the start, otherwise, he would be the one holding her is his arms, marrying her, not Gu Jun Pyo. Sometimes he felt that it was unfair that in the end Jan Di loved Jun Pyo and not him, after all, he was her fireman, her first love, her soul mate. But life had never been fair for him; he had known that long before Jan Di had come into their lives.

They were all going to a club owned by Woo Bin's family to celebrate Jan Di's and Jun Pyo's engagement and he had felt like skipping, but knew that if he didn't go everyone would be worried and not enjoy themselves. Today he was finally loosing Jan Di and had just wanted to stuff himself with pancakes till all his sorrows vanished. But he knew too well that today even pancakes won't do him any good; Jan Di's memories were linked to his comfort food too. The only refuge he saw was the company of his friends and some strong alcohol.

Ga Eul also joined them in the evening and the whole gang kept celebrating till midnight. After that they slowly started going back. First Yi Jung and Ga Eul left; the two new official lovebirds needed some definite alone time; then Gu Jun Pyo and Jan Di left. Afterwards Woo Bin also left with a girl from the club, but only after telling the manager to keep an eye on Ji Hoo. He knew that his friend needed to be left alone, but was also worried that he might do something stupid.

Ji Hoo was sitting alone, sulking and drowning his sorrows in glass after glass of scotch. He was feeling a lot dizzy by now and was wondering if he would even be able to call a cab and reach home safely. He paid his tab and started getting up from his stool when everything started revolving and he collapsed on the floor. The last things he remembered were a pair of big brown eyes looking down at his and some words in a language he didn't understand.

Mandy's POV

She was seriously reconsidering her idea of transferring from the States to South Korea to finish off her medical studies. Why South Korea out of all the places in the world? She came from a wealthy background and could have bought her way anywhere. It had been a decision taken at a time when there was only one thing on her mind – she had to leave that country. She had remembered that she had become sort of friends with the Foreign Exchange students from a university in Seoul last semester and they had seemed like a friendly bunch. It had seemed like a better option than going just anywhere.

But now was not the time to recall all that. She was supposed to be 'celebrating' her arrival in South Korea. She had somehow contacted one of the girls from the group, Hae Jin, and had given the news of her transfer. Hae Jin had come to receive her at the airport and on the ride to Mandy's apartment; she had convinced Mandy somehow that they should go to a club to celebrate, even though Mandy didn't drink. Now she was seriously regretting for caving in. She was now stuck with a very drunk Hae Jin who it seemed was enjoying herself to the fullest. She might have enjoyed herself too if she freaking understood the language! One thing to be sure of when you transfer: at least know the language!

She was an Indian(coming from a wealthy background ensured that she could afford to live in a foreign country on her own) and being brought up in an environment where English was spoken just as commonly and fluently as other languages of the area, she knew the language quite well; but don't even ask about Korean.

With the help of the manager of the club, who thankfully understood English, she got hold of a cab and deposited Hae Jin in it; she was going to drop her home. She was about to get in the cab herself when she realized that she had left her purse inside the club. She retrieved it from the booth they were sitting in and started walking towards the exit when she saw a person who was sitting at the bar had fallen down. On instinct she ran to help him.

The person in question was a guy of about her age, with dyed blond hair and was dressed very well. His face, it seemed, was a piece of marble; perfectly sculpted with definite lines of the face, and she felt herself being mesmerized by it as she exclaimed in her native tongue. When she came back from her trance, she checked his pulse and saw that he had just fallen unconscious because of the alcohol he had consumed. The manager again came to her rescue and put her out of doubts regarding the person's safety when he said that he knew him personally. 'He must be a regular here then', she thought and went outside.

Outside, she somehow got the cab driver to understand where she wanted to go. She sat in the backseat, watching the twinkling lights of the city of Seoul pass by and hoped that this new country would bring happiness for her.

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