I woke up to my head hitting something hard. "Owwww…" I groaned, and sat up rubbing my head. I had hit it on the wooden floor where I probably slipped from where my head was leaning against the bed and just fell. I blinked for a moment, trying to get my bearings, and stood up to see Woo Bin asleep in the guest bed.

That's right! I had fallen on him when we were trying to- "Achoo!" I said as I sneezed. I shook my head and headed towards my room to change. I walked into my closed and grabbed some black sweatpants and a black long-sleeve shirt. I took off my damp dress and underclothes, and replaced them with the cloths I had picked out.

I sneezed again, and walked out of my room towards the kitchen, where I got out the teapot, filled it with water, and put it on the stove. I waited until the steam started coming out of the opening and it made noise, and took it off and placed it to the side. I grabbed two cups and some tea packages, and poured the water into the cups and put the tea bags in.

Grabbing the cups I walked back to the guest bedroom where Woo Bin was stirring. "You should drink some tea," I stated softly, like a mother would to her child.

He blinked a couple of times, and sat up. "Where am I?" He asked after a moment.

"My house, we were trying to get into my house when I accidently fell on you, then I had to swim in the pool to open the door and dragged you in here, were you have been sleeping for awhile. I hope I didn't disturb your rest." I stated, holding the tea out to him. He took it and nodded. It was quiet for a few moments before he finally said something.

"Mr. Meister, isn't your father then?" He asked, sipping at his tea, while looking at me. I nodded.

"Yeah, my parents died in a house fire…" I laughed lightly, and then looked into my tea cup. "I always blamed myself. But sometimes I think they are still alive, no, they must be alive…"

"I can help you look, if you want me too. You know, find them," Woo Bin stated, hanging his legs off the edge of the bed.

"That would be great if you could," I smiled, and sat beside him. "Everyone I tell, even my really good friends, never believes me and thinks I'm crazy." I looked over at him. "You are the first, who has ever said something like that."

He smiled and nodded, then pulled out his phone to see the time. "I should go, it's really late."

"Alright, I'll see you out," I stated, standing up and placing my cup on the side table. He did the same thing and followed me out of the room. We stood in front of the door for a moment before I opened it. "Next time let's meet at your home."

"Sounds fair, my father has been meaning to meet you," He said, stepping outside.

"Are you going to be okay? Going by yourself I mean," I asked, opening the door more. "I can call a cab, or come with you."

"Its fine," Woo Bin stated. "I can handle myself."

I nodded. "I'll see you tomorrow then."

"Yeah," He stated, then started walking away, but stopped. "Why don't you come down to the F4 club after school and properly introduce yourself."

"Okay, I'll be sure to do that," I smiled. "See you!" I waved as he walked away.

"Bye, Katarina," He responded. I waited until I couldn't see him any longer, then I shut my door and sunk to the ground while pressing my hand against my heart.

"Why am I so nervous and anxious around him…?" I stated, looking at the ceiling, and then sighed while standing up.

"I need some sleep." I muttered, shuffling off to my room

-o-o-

I yawned and stretched as I sat up in bed, today was the day before the weekend. I sneezed then, and sniffed. "Ehhh… I have a cold…"

Shaking my head, I stood up and walked over to my closet and grabbed my uniform, put it on, and walked to the bathroom where I brushed my teeth and hair, applied light make-up, and curled my hair slightly, same with my bangs. I walked into the living room and stared at that card that was on the table now. I picked it up and placed it in my bag, then slipped on a pair of high-heels that were in the closet near the door. I grabbed my bag again, and walked outside where my driver was waiting.

"What was with you taking off last night?" I asked angrily, crossing my arms and frowning.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but I had orders to do so," He responded. I sighed; father is really starting to get on my nerves. I locked my front door and got into the car. The drive was quick and I got out of the car about ten minutes later.

"Did you hear? Another person got a red card," Someone stated as I walked up the stairs to my locker. I stepped back and looked over to the two girls and one guy who were standing at the bottom. I looked around for a moment, and approached the group.

"Excuse me, Hi, I'm sorry to interrupt, but what is a red card?" I asked, the group all looked at me with stunned expressions.

"You don't know?" They guy asked. I shook my head 'no'.

"The F4 gives them to people they don't like, and the whole school gangs up on them and bullies them," one of the girls said. I nodded.

"So, it is basically an extreme form of bullying?" I asked, and they all nodded. "And the F4 causes it? I'm guessing mostly Goo Jun Pyo?"

They all nodded again. "By the way, aren't you Katarina Ryu?" the second girl asked.

"You can believe what you want," I responded, walking up the stairs again and walking to class.

-o-o-

"Jun Pyo!" I yelled, while storming into the F4 club. "You're dead!"

While I was yelling Jun Pyo had stood up suddenly and was looking at me like I was crazy; same with the other members, except for Woo Bin who laughed slightly. "What is this?" I said, waving a red card in his face.

"Red card, don't you know," He responded, still staying calm.

"I didn't-Gah…" I sighed. "What is with you…?"

"What do you mean?" He responded, as I pushed the red card into his chest.

"Why are you giving it out to poor girls and guys who are… loaners and/or not rich?" I asked, crossing my arms and waiting for a response.

"Because it is entertaining," He stated, bluntly. I blinked slowly and sighed, disappointed.

"You're gonna end up falling for someone poor, I just know it, out of everyone and anyone, it is going to be someone poor and not one of the prettiest people in the world," I stated, my eyes full of sadness and pity for Jun Pyo.

"Don't jinx me!" He exclaimed.

"Then don't be a bastard!" I yelled. "The girl who's card that is burst into tears because of it; and it is going to be on your shoulders."

"This is more entertaining that the cards," I heard someone say from the corner, and then a response of "I know."

I sighed deeply, and bit my lip, causing me to calm down slightly. "Watch your back, Jun Pyo, that's all I have to say."

"You're irritating," Jun Pyo said, frowning and crossing his arms.

"And you aren't?" I asked, smiling slyly. "Haven't I yelled at you before for the same thing?"

He nodded. "You heard about it from your father."

"That's right…" I said, shaking my head. "I still have to get you back for that thing…"

"Oh that…" Jun Pyo stated, smiling and trying not to laugh.

"That was not funny!" I pouted, stomping my foot like a child.

"Yeah, actually, it was very funny," Jun Pyo stated, laughing now.

"What did he do, Katarina?" Woo Bin asked from behind me.

"This bastard here bit my ear and whispered…" I trailed off and looked at Jun Pyo with my eyebrow twitching. "Things… right before I was going to give a big speech concerning fashion week and our company's involvement because father was sick. He was there," I pointed to Jun Pyo, "Because ShinHwa is a big sponsor to our fashion industry."

Woo Bin nodded and shook his head smiling. "So what is it that happened?" he asked.

I could feel my face heat up because of what Jun Pyo had said that day and I covered my face by pretending to cough, and then tried to continue without stuttering. "I well, kept stuttering like an idiot on stage, but then got better as I went along because I happen to be very much into, uh…" I stopped for a moment, when I heard a rustling, then looked behind me to see Jun Pyo going through my bag. "What the hell!"

Smacking him over the head, I grabbed my bag and looked inside to see what he took, and frowned when I didn't see that letter. "Give it!" I stated, holding my hand out. "Now, or suffer the consequences…"

Jun Pyo just smiled and opened the letter, holding it up above where I couldn't reach.

"Dear Katarina Ryu," Jun Pyo stated, laughing at my struggling to get the letter. But as he read on he lowered the letter and frowned. This worried me a lot, but every time I tried to look at it he moved it away from me.

He looked very angry by the time he was finished reading it, he then walked over to Woo Bin and Yi Jeong and handed them the letter. I knew that Jun Pyo wouldn't let me read it, but that still didn't mean that they could keep it from me. I watched their faces go from slightly amused to worried and slightly angry.

I looked to the side to see if Ji Hoo was still here, but he must have left when Jun Pyo and I were arguing. I looked back over to the three guys that were still here and they kept looking back and forth from whatever was on that letter to me.

"W-What is it?" I stuttered, kind of scared of the answer. Woo Bin looked at Jun Pyo apologetically before walking over to me and handing me the letter. I took it and read over it quickly, then dropped it. "N-No… not again…"

I could feel my legs begin to buckle, and someone grab me before I fell to the ground. I was placed on the couch by the TV and Woo Bin sat next to me on one side, Jun Pyo on the other and Yi Jeong on one of the chairs.

By now they probably all knew about how my parents had died in a house fire seven years ago, and how the person who did it was caught and put in prison. It was all over the news for years. But now my father was probably dead. I grabbed my cell phone with a shaky hand and clicked the re-dial button, father was the last person I had called and that had been only about a half an hour ago.

"Sorry, but this line isn't available at the moment. Please try your call again later," The phone stated. I swallowed and checked the internet for any news of a fire, and then my phone started ringing, and I saw it was Sophia. I answered and a sob came over the phone.

"Katarina… I-I'm soooo sorry, If I were to have known what was going to happen, I wouldn't have said those things last night…" She went on, but it felt as if my world had stopped and I couldn't hear anything, couldn't feel anything, and couldn't say anything. My world was frozen, and my father was dead.

-o-o-

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