| Fan Fiction |
by shattered teardrops
Yi Jung stared at Ga Eul’s sleeping form as she sat asleep on the sofa. The attendants have finished dressing her up while she was asleep. Truthfully speaking, she didn’t look like a commoner being dressed with fine and expensive clothes. She looked… beautiful beyond description. Yi Jung found himself admiring the young woman who got him to use underhand tactics just to bring him with her. For the first time in his life, his charm became utterly useless.
Yi Jung stared at the box in front of him. It was the box containing Ga Eul’s chocolates. It was already a few days old but it remained unconsumed. All the other chocolates given to him were thrown out but this one… He couldn’t find any reason to throw it. He slowly lifted the lid off the box and looked at the chocolate inside. There was a chocolate pair inside. A boy and a girl. The girl was dressed in a pink dress, almost resembling Ga Eul. And the boy was in a tux. Inside the box was also a note hand written by Ga Eul, herself.
‘Thank you for making me feel better.’ From Ga Eul. The note read.
Yi Jung stared at Ga Eul’s face again. Why did he need the girl to be at his exhibit? The answer finally showed up to him. He needed Ga Eul for show. Tonight, she was going to be his winning piece. Tonight, she was going to be his props in order to win the hearts of his audiences. He needed him because she was a charming piece of art. And she was going to be his pair to charm off his audiences. . As cruel as it may sound, he needed Ga Eul, not because he was interested in her. Or… Is he?
He always thought men are fools who are fans of romantic fairytales and melodramatic shows. His exhibit, though an art exhibit, was still simply just a show. True, it was an exhibit of his prowess in pot-making but people need something more than art in order to charm them. Yi Jung knew perfectly well that his Father’s name would be brought up during his exhibit. And for that, he must be prepared. He must surpass his Father’s shadow in order to fully establish his name. And to do that, he needed Ga Eul.
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Ga Eul wrinkled her nose before she finally opened her eyes to wake up. The first thing she saw was the image of no other than So Yi Jung, sitting on a chair with glasses on as he was reading a book. She felt like she was dreaming when she saw him but she realized that the image she saw was all too real to be just a dream. He immediately looked up at her the moment she moved. He stared at his wrist watch and smiled. “Right on time…” He said and smiled charmingly.
Ga Eul remembered looking for a part-time job. Then, she also remembered Yi Jung suddenly showing up and… “Yah! Where am I?!” She stood up with a fierce and angry expression on her face the moment she realized what Yi Jung had done to her. She looked around her and was astonished to see herself inside an elegantly decorated and well-lit room.
Yi Jung patiently put down the book he was reading, took off the glasses he was wearing and stood up as well. “You’re in my house. And my exhibit starts in exactly an hour. So… Shall we go?” He asked with a surprisingly calm expression on his face. It looked like Ga Eul’s sudden outrage didn’t even faze him.
“Yah! Didn’t I tell you that I don’t want to go to your exhibit?” Ga Eul continued to argue.
Yi Jung looked at her nonchalantly. “But you’re all dressed up for the occasion.” He said. “Besides, I’ve informed your parents already.”
Ga Eul looked down and surveyed herself, only to be surprised that she wasn’t clothed in her own clothes anymore. Instead, she was dressed in a pink off shoulder silk and satin dress which extended to above her knees. It perfectly fit her and complimented her porcelain skin. On her feet was a pair of matching pink shoes and her hair was casually let down in big curls, giving off a sweet and highly feminine aura.
“Where are my clothes and things?” Ga Eul asked. She was awed when she looked at the mirror to her side and saw a reflection of a woman who looked all too unrealistic for her. Sadly, she wasn’t the woman on the mirror. It was only a fleeting image of what she looked like if she was painted with money. She sharply stared at Yi Jung again. “I want my clothes and things back.” She spoke with finality.
“Ga Eul-ah…” Yi Jung groaned exasperatedly. “Just this one time, can’t we just get along?” He asked. His expression was tired and almost desperate. It was hard for Ga Eul to actually believe that the great playboy, So Yi Jung, could actually act so desperate and helpless.
“Getting along is impossible. It would be better if we lived independently outside of each other’s worlds. You live your life, I live mine. It would save us both the burden of trying to get along.” Ga Eul insisted. It was not because she hated him that’s why she was saying those things. She was being realistic. She was too tired of being hurt. First, from Sun-Pyo who was only after a woman’s looks and body, Second, from Yi Jung, who was every inch, a womanizer. She wasn’t the kind of woman who would try to put up with those things.
Yi Jung sighed. “I need you to be at my exhibit.” He honestly spoke and Ga Eul was suddenly taken aback.
“Why?” She asked.
“I need you to be a doll. I need you to smile. I need you to charm off my audiences. That’s all you need to do.” He explained, but Ga Eul was still puzzled about the things he spoke off. “In short, I need you to put on a show for me. Just like what I did for you with Sun-pyo.” Yi Jung continued.
Ga Eul smiled bitterly with sadness etched in her eyes. It was only then that she realized how much of a cold-hearted bastard So Yi Jung could be. If he wanted a doll for his exhibit, he could have just picked one from his string of girlfriends and bring her with him. If he wanted a commoner for a doll, he could have charmed any random girl on the street and she would surely say yes. Why did it have to be her? He knew perfectly well how she had come to feel for him after he helped her. He was mercilessly hurting her. But Ga Eul smiled instead. She refused to show him how much she hurt.
Yi Jung knew that his words stung Ga Eul. But he couldn’t help it. The girl was just as hard headed as Jan Di. He would have to be frank with her. He saw her smile bitterly and finally broke off into a laugh which sounded like a rattled chord. There were traces of crystal tears threatening to fall from her eyes but she remained smiling. It made Yi Jung felt guilty. This was another reason why nice girls were troublesome. They always made him feel guilty for hurting them. If she would have been just like any ordinary woman, he would not have felt any tinge of guilt or whatsoever.
Ga Eul finally calmed down and stopped laughing. “You just need a doll? You really think women are such pathetic creatures, do you?” She asked mockingly. “You don’t have to answer that… Araso… I will be your doll for tonight. Let’s put on another show… This will be my payment for your help with Sun-Pyo…” Ga Eul stated.
Yi Jung nodded and offered his hand to Ga Eul.
She took it without any question and they marched off to start the performance of their lives.
To Be Continued…
- - - - - - - - - - -Preview of Chapter Four: “Jagiya”
Yi Jung took a step back and took Ga Eul from where she stood. “Ladies and gentlemen, meet the woman who has inspired me to injure my hands and create a masterpiece like no other. Meet my Jagiya.” There were flashes of lights as cameras began to take a batch of pictures of the couple onstage again. There were also murmurs and whispers along the audiences. Most of the women were envious of Ga Eul and they were exceptionally impressed at how romantic So Yi Jung could be.
On the other hand, Ga Eul fulfilled her side of the bargain. Yi Jung’s instructions were precise. She would not tell anyone her name. She would not answer questions. Yi Jung will do most of the talking. She will just smile and be like a doll. True to her word, Ga Eul became a doll. Yi Jung looked at Ga Eul and smiled at her. “Smile, Jagiya… You look beautiful tonight...” He said.
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a/n: Thank you for all the supportive comments!!! XD I feel so loved!
Date Written: Feb10,’09
Date Posted: Feb15,'09