Main Characters: Lin Lee, Ghoon-Hahm, Ga-Woon, Jung-Woo, Tae, Kun Kang, Que-Min.

Ages and such of characters (Might not be accurate...): Lin Lee, Tae, Jung-Woo: 16. Ga-Woon, Kun Kang, Ghoon-Hahm, Ja-Won: 17.

Warnings: Swearing, 3rd Manga spoilers,

Disclaimer: No, I don't own Kill Me Kiss Me. But I do own Ja-Won (Brett Matthews).

"So sorry I'm late, guys! You wouldn't believe how long it took me to get out of school. Mr. Wong made me stay and work on some Algebra homework I missed..." Tae said as she entered the small soda shop. Kun and Ga-Woon already sat there, surprisingly, studying.

"You're 47 minutes and 12 seconds late, Tae." Kun said coolly, which Tae just rolled her eyes to. Ga-Woon stood and kissed Tae's cheek. "It's all right, Kun and I have bee studying. We have a huge test coming up."

"Oh really? Maybe I can help." Tae said, sitting down next to Ga-Woon after he had returned to the table. Ga-Woon shook his head, "Nah, it's all right. You don't have to. I'm sure we've gotten enough done by now. Right Kun?"

"Huh? Oh. Yeah. Sure." Kun said, not really paying attention. His eyes were distant, his voice quiet. He was deep in thought, Tae realized. "Hey, Ga-Woon? Ya know that dance coming up at my school?" Ga-Woon nodded, "Of course." Tae looked down, blushing a little, "I was wondering... If you aren't busy..." Ga-Woon laughed, interrupting her. "Of course I'll go with you, Tae. I am, after all, your boyfriend." Tae smiled and threw her arms around Ga-Woon. "Thanks!" She said, smiling brightly. After meeting with Kun and Ga-Woon, Tae went home to do her homework.

"Moooom! I'm home!" She yelled as she opened the door. No answer. 'Hm...' She thought as she walked to the kitchen. A note was fastened to the refrigerator.

'Tae-

Your father and I went out to dinner for our 24th anniversary.

We won't be gone long. Try not to stay up too late. There's

some dinner in the fridge, just heat it up.

Love,

Mom'

'Okay.' Tae thought, walking to the fridge. She rummaged through it, picking up a small container containing rice and chicken. She put it in the microwave then went to go put on some pajamas.

After her homework and dinner, Tae retired to her room to sleep.

'Stupid Ghoon-Hahm...' Lin Lee thought as she brushed her short, uneven dishwater blond hair. 'Why do I care about him so much? He's only the most attractive man I've ever laid my eyes on, not to mention he could do more than protect me, and his smile... Though rare, mesmerizing, and his eyes... Stupid Que-Min! Why does she get him?' She pulled her hair up and pinned it in place before putting on her long blond wig, securing that with bobby pins. She reached for the tissues on her vanity and grabbed a handful, stuffing them into her bra cups. She pulled up her stockings and slipped on some shoes. 'What does she have that I don't?!' She pulled her hair into pig-tails and secured them with pony tail holders, each with a little white rabbit on it. Leaning forwards, towards her reflections, she picked up some tweezers and plucked a few stray hairs from her eyebrows. After that, she put on some foundation and eyeliner, as well as some blush and lip-gloss. She looked at her reflection and sighed. 'Bigger breasts... A waste... Legs... Why am I so cursed?! If I only had one of those, I just know Ghoon-Hahm would totally love me!' Lin Lee grabbed her backpack and headed out the door to where her driver would be. No one was there. 'Oh no! He's on vacation again! I have to take the bus...' She said, trudging down the street to the bus stop. She got there just as it arrived. Standing behind a few people, she heard others rushing up behind her. Climbing on, she saw many students she knew. Walking towards an empty seat, she looked out the window. Suddenly, she tripped over someone's foot and fell. "Ah!" She squealed, closing her eyes, waiting for pain. But she felt nothing. Nothing but the strong grip on her arm, holding her up. Opening her eyes, she saw him; Ghoon-Hahm. Her cheeks blushed a deep red, "I-I. Um. T-thank you!" She stuttered, making her cheeks even redder. "Yeah, whatever." Ghoon-Hahm said, letting go of her arm. 'Maybe he does care about me!' Lin thought, excitedly. She started at him idly, not realizing. "Lin. Lin. LIN!" Ghoon-Hahm screamed. "Huh?! Oh!" Her cheeks got darker. "Stop staring at me, you're creeping me out."

"Ghoon-Hahm! Sweetie! Sit back here with me!" Lin heard a familiar voice shouting. Que-Min.

"Move it, shortie, I gotta go get to my girlfriend." Lin's spirit was crushed for that day, before it was even 7:30. She sat next to some girl she had never met before. When they arrived at their stop for school, Lin stood to get off. She looked at the floor, not wanting to trip again, and tried to concentrate on the day ahead of her, rather than the giggles and coming from Que-Min.

"All right class, we have a new student." Mrs. Kazasami said. Jung-Woo looked up briefly from his book. There stood a boy, his hands clasped in front of him, holding a backpack. He had black hair down to his lips, and piercing blue eyes. On his lower lip to the right was a small silver hoop. He stood about 5'10", with a medium build.

"Oh mi God! He has his lip pierced! That's so hot!" A girl squealed to her friends. Mrs. Kazasami glared before saying, "This is Brett Matthews."

"Welcome Brett." The class replied in unison. "Hi..." Brett said softly. "Brett," Mrs. Kazasami started but Brett interrupted, "Please, everyone call me Ja-Won." Mrs. Kazasami smiled and nodded, "Ja-Won, please tell us about yourself."

Ja-Won stood there for a moment, thinking, then said, "Well, I'm from America. I've been studying Korean for many years now, I'm a transfer student... I'm almost 17 years old."

Mrs. Kazasami beamed then pointed to the seat next to Jung-Woo. "Ja-Won, you can sit next to Jung-Woo." Ja-Won nodded and went to the seat beside Jung-Woo.

"Jung-Woo, was it?" Jung-Woo looked at him for a moment then back at his book. "Okay... Um... Well, I'm Ja-Won." He said, smiling a little. Jung-Woo paid no attention. Ja-Won sighed, giving up. He turned his attention to his desk as the teacher took role. She came to Jung-Woo, "Jung-Woo Im?" Ja-Won's eyes widened. Jung-Woo slowly raised his hand. "Good." Mrs. Kazasami. She continued. 'Jung-Woo Im?! No way...' Ja-Won thought looking to Jung-Woo 'I can't believe it!'

Flash Back

"Class, we have a new student. He's only going to be here a month or so, his family is here on business from Japan! Please welcome to... Um... Jong... Woe...Im?" Mrs. Patterson struggled with the name. "It's Jung-Woo Im..." The little boy had said.

He had kind of long blond hair, and dark eyes. "Oh! Right. Sorry. Jung-Woo." "Hiiii Juuuuung-Wooooo Iiiiiim." The kids all said in unison. "Hi. And please just call me Jung-Woo. Thanks." Jung-Woo said with a smile. "Jung-Woo, please sit next to Robert", Mrs. Patterson said, pointing to a small red headed boy who had his finger in his nose. "Ew! Bobby's picking his nose! Grooooss!" A girl shouted. For a 6th grader she wasn't very mature. Jung-Woo went and sat next to Bobby.

At lunch, Ja-Won went over to Jung-Woo's lunch table, where he sat all alone, nibbling on sushi. "Um... Hi, Jung-Woo. I'm Brett. Mind if I sit here?" Jung-Woo looked up, all deer in highlights, and shook his head, "Y-you can." Brett smiled and sat. "So, you're from Korea, right?" Jung-Woo nodded. Brett's speech reverted to Korean, "Better if I talk like this?" Jung-Woo's eyes widened, "You speak Korean? You mean, you can understand me?!" Jung-Woo shouted, gaining the attention of many other students.

Jung-Woo's cheeks turned slightly red, "Um. Sorry!" He said in accented English. The students shrugged and went back to talking and eating. Brett sat there laughing. "Yes, I speak and can understand Korean. Mine's a little bad though, I don't have a good accent." Brett said, still smiling. Jung-Woo shrugged, "Hey, at least I have someone to talk to. Hey! I know! You can be my like, translator. Okay?" Brett nodded, "Okay, that sounds fun." Jung-Woo grinned. "Thanks. Just tell me what to do in class and stuff. Maybe you can come over after school. We're staying at the grandma's." The lunch bell rang. "Okay. Call me, okay?" Brett pulled out a pen and paper and scribbled down his phone number. He then handed it to Jung-Woo. Jung-Woo slipped it into his pocket as they walked to class.

End Flashback

'Wow. He's certainly changed a lot...' Ja-Won thought, looking at Jung-Woo. Suddenly, Jung-Woo looked up, "Would you mind not staring at me? It's weirding me out." Ja-Won's cheeks turned a violent red color as many girls giggled. "Sorry..." Ja-Won mumbled as he turned back to his desk.

At lunch, Ja-Won was surrounded by girls, and a few guys.

"Oh mi gosh! Doesn't your lip like, hurt?"

"Are you gunna join the football team?"

"Will you be my bio partner?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Who's your favorite singer?"

Ja-Won put his head to the table, putting his arms on his head, and groaned. 'Joy... A bombardment of questions...' Suddenly, everyone stopped talking. Jung-Woo stood in front of Ja-Won, facing the crowd of people.

"Leave the poor kid alone, will ya?" Said the normally silent Jung-Woo.

Ja-Won smiled a little at Jung-Woo as the kids cleared away. "So we meet again..." Jung-Woo said, sitting down at the table.

Ja-Won arched an eyebrow, "You remember?" Jung-Woo rolled his eyes, "Of course I remember you, Brett. You were my best friend..." Ja-Won smiled. "I missed you. You never called after you left..." Jung-Woo looked down. "Yeah... About that, I'm sorry. It's just..." Jung-Woo looked at a wall. "It's just I saw you flirting with Sarah Beckfield. And I didn't want to meddle! So once I left, I never bothered to call. I figured you had forgotten about me..." Jung-Woo looked back to Ja-Won. Ja-Won smiled at him. Jung-Woo's cheeks blushed. He hadn't mentioned that the reason he had been so jealous was, even then, he had had feelings that exceeded the friendship level for Ja-Won. "Hey... Listen, how about I make it up to you a little? You can come over to my house tonight. You came here on a lucky day, no school the rest of the week... Some teacher meetings." Jung-Woo shrugged. "I dunno. Anyway, here's my number..." Jung-Woo scribbled the digits down and handed them over. "Call at 4, okay? I'll answer. And we can make plans." Ja-Won grinned, "Thanks." He stood and hugged Jung-Woo close, a hug that lingered longer than it should have. "Ooooh!" A flash was seen. "Score! Pretty boy and new hot badass hitting it off! And this isn't fake." The President of the Pretty Boy Fan Club was the one who had spoken taken the picture. Ja-Won looked at Jung-Woo, arching his eyebrow. Jung-Woo rolled his eyes, shaking his head. "Pretty Boy Fan Club." Ja-Won's face paled as he followed Jung-Woo out of the room. "I don't even wanna know..."The bell rang School was over. "Well, I'll see ya tonight, okay?" Jung-Woo said. Ja-Won nodded. "Yup! See ya then!" They smiled at each other before heading off to the busses.