| Fan Fiction |
by shattered teardrops
After introducing his top five favorite pieces, the media personalities were given a chance to ask a question to Yi Jung. Various questions arose and Yi Jung answered them all politely. He charmingly enthralled everyone with his smile and well-thought of answers. He was soft-spoken and good natured. Everyone who listened to Yi Jung speak instantly liked the man. He was charismatic beyond reason.
And all the while, Ga Eul stood beside him. As much as she hated the scrutinizing looks that were thrown at her, she had to endure portraying her role. Added more was the fact that all throughout Yi Jung’s conversation with the press, he was holding her hand. She looked to her side and there it was. Their hands clasped tightly together. For some reason, Yi Jung’s hand felt cold and clammy, contrary to how he looked so confident and at ease. Ga Eul tried withdrawing her hand but she only felt Yi Jung clutching it tighter, not allowing her to break free.
The conversation was pleasant and the atmosphere was friendly, however, Ga Eul felt Yi Jung’s grip on her hand suddenly tighten in an abnormal manner when a specific question was asked by one of the press people. She looked at him and he was still smiling, however, his grip on her hand was all too tight for comfort. She realized that despite acting all confident and assertive, Yi Jung was in deep turmoil.
“I repeat, Yi Jung-sshi, as a potter, in what way can you distinguish yourself from your Father who is also a renowned pot-maker?” The reported repeated his question again.
Yi Jung continued to smile. He looked like he was thinking but in reality, he was in deep rage. He hated being compared to his Father. That man was a sorry ass excuse for a Father. After a few minutes, when Yi Jung still could not give a definite answer, Ga Eul suddenly raised her hand and was recognized by the press.
“Uhm… May I answer that question for Yi Jung-sshi?” She asked, looking positive and hopeful. The press people began snapping pictures again. She looked like a delicate little thing that standing next to Yi Jung, she looked like she could not manage all on her own. Well, that and the fact that they looked perfect together. Of course, hearing Ga Eul’s voice, Yi Jung suddenly looked surprised at her. His instructions were clear after all. She was not to say anything.
“Hmm… To be honest, I am not a pot enthusiast. I know very little about arts and crafts, but I think the So family are all gifted artists since Yi Jung’s father is also a renowned potter. I haven’t personally seen Yi Jung’s Father’s works. I’ve only seen some of them in magazines.” Ga Eul openly itinerated. “I think what distinguishes Yi Jung’s pieces from his Father’s is that Yi Jung openly personifies traits of real people into his pieces. He tries real hard to capture that certain trait in a person and express it in his pots. Rarely do we find an artist who has the passion and is able to do such a thing. I think Yi Jung-sshi is one of those talented artists.” She smiled as she spoke.
Her tone was jovial as she spoke of Yi Jung and his arts. Her face expressed positivity and fascination with the art that Yi Jung expressed himself into. And with that brief answer, she was able to make everyone understand that she was more than just a pretty face. It was then that everyone understood how she had become Yi Jung’s inspiration for his most favorite piece. She was the embodiment of Yi Jung’s beautiful masterpiece. And she was a lady worthy to be an inspiration for such beautiful art form.
When Ga Eul finished speaking, the audiences clapped their hands in agreement. They could not have said it any better. She looked up at Yi Jung again and was surprised to have seen a look of pure admiration written on his face. “Mianhaeyo… I couldn’t keep my mouth shut.” She whispered and pouted. She always had this intense need in her to help her friends. Yi Jung might not have been her friend and they always bickered a lot but being a morally upright person, Ga Eul did what she thought was right.
Seeing Ga Eul apologize for no reason at all, Yi Jung only smiled. She was a woman of different faces indeed. She was Jan Di’s loyal friend. She was a commoner. She was a die-hard romantic who believes in soul mates. She was the exact opposite of him. But somehow, Yi Jung felt a little more at ease when he held her hand throughout his conversation with the reporters. It was amazing how one strange girl suddenly affect him enormously when F4 couldn’t even do anything.
What came next was a jovial mingling of high class personalities. Yi Jung was pulled into conversations by different people, all of them influential and filthy rich. Meanwhile, Ga Eul opted to stay in a corner and wait for Yi Jung to return. She was ultimately rescued from boredom when Jan Di suddenly found her. She broke into a thankful smile when she and Jan Di finally met.
“Jan Di-ah!” Ga Eul’s voice was both thankful and glad. Being alone in a swarm of high class people without knowing anyone, finding Jan Di brought her much relief.
“Ga Eul-ah, you have a lot of explaining to do.” Jan Di raised her brow and stared threateningly at her friend.
Ga eul looked helpless and unable to say anything. She told Jan Di she wouldn’t come but here she was. And she even came with So Yi Jung. This was more than enough to make Jan Di highly suspicious. “Mianhae… You see, Yi Jung-sshi… Uhm… He gave me a job in exchange for me to accompany him here…” She lied. Actually, she had not accepted Yi Jung’s job offer yet. She hated lying to Jan Di but she was not eager to tell her the truth too. Jan Di has her own set of problems. She need not add anything more.
“Are you sure?” Jan Di eyed her suspiciously. “Ga Eul-ah, you be careful. Don’t let Yi Jung’s charm get to you, araso? He’s a playboy! You wouldn’t want to date a man like that! You’re only gonna get hurt and I tell you, once you get involved with the F4, your life will be very miserable! Look at me… Don’t you pity me? I have to endure the annoying Goo Jun Pyo!” Jan Di complained with a helpless and exasperated expression on her face.
Ga Eul only smiled. She knew that despite Jan Di’s protests, her friend was already falling for Goo Jun Pyo. She just didn’t want to openly admit it. “Jan Di-ah, you must admit, although Jun Pyo is annoying, you look glowing.” She commented and grinned at her friend.
“Yah. Who’s side are you on?” Jan Di asked defensively.
“Of course I’m not your side. It would be difficult if I started defending you and Goo Jun Pyo at the same time.” She replied. “Oh… Jan Di, here comes Goo Jun Pyo!”
And so, as easily as Jan Di found Ga Eul, she was just as easily dragged away by the imposing Goo Jun Pyo. Ga Eul was left all by herself again. But she didn’t look sad or lonely. She looked quite contented as she stared at Jan Di and Jun Pyo bickering. A small smile was playing on her lips. Jan Di and Jun Pyo might not be the sweetest pair in the world, but she knew that they were in love. She turned her attention instead into looking at the displayed pot which was one of the highlights of Yi Jung’s exhibit.
The piece was beautiful. It was intricately detailed and elegant. If what Yi Jung said was true, that she was the inspiration for that particular piece, how come the piece was so elegant and beautiful? She wasn’t even anything special. She wasn’t classy, she wasn’t pretty. She was just a mere commoner, nothing too special. Apparently, Ga Eul thought poorly of herself. She was a woman with a serious case of ignorance about her own beautiful traits.
‘Jagiya huh?’ She thought. ‘Why would he name a pot Jagiya?’ She thought to herself. She remembered how Yi Jung had called her Jagiya and told the people that she was the inspiration for that particular piece. ‘He must’ve made it all up.’ She thought, consoling herself. She didn’t want to believe that a commoner like her would be the inspiration for such a beautiful piece of art. She was much too simple and ordinary. She wasn’t even Yi Jung’s type. She thought bitterly to herself.
“Smiling has always been easier than explaining why you’re sad…” Ga Eul heard a foreign voice beside her. When she looked to her right, she saw awed with the sight of a tall man who had the handsomest face. “Don’t you think?” He asked with a pleasant smile on his face. He was a foot taller than her, his hair cropped short but suited him nonetheless. His face was a little feminine but he seriously looked good even with such soft features. But above all his devastatingly striking features, it was his eyes that she found most attractive.
“Huh?” Ga Eul only managed to say.
“When I looked at this particular piece, that’s what came into my mind.” He explained. He looked friendly and amiable, like someone who could easily be friends with Ga Eul. “Do you like this piece?” He asked.
Even before Ga Eul could answer, Yi Jung suddenly appeared by her side and wrapped an arm around her waist protectively, easily steering her a foot away from the stranger and putting himself between him and the man. Of course, Yi Jung was smiling all too charmingly when he appeared. “Jae Joong-sshi…. Long time, no see.” He greeted.
To Be Continued…
- - - - - - - - - - -Preview of Chapter Six: “Returning the Favor”
Of course, Ga Eul smiled as well but kept a sharp look on her eyes when she talked to him. “Yah… Yi Jung-sshi, unfortunately, I cannot make myself appreciate anything from you, be it good intentions or not. Mianhae…” She said quite sarcastically, but still with a smile.
From a third person’s point of view, they looked like they were enjoying their conversation with each other as they were smiling sweetly. They even looked like they were already a couple as Yi Jung sat closely with Ga Eul and they kept whispering at each other. There was definitely something between those two and again, the press people were hawk eyed and eager to record everything. However, this observation was far from reality. In fact, Yi Jung and Ga Eul were bickering. They only did it in a sort of amorous way.
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a/n: Jae Joong is not the 3rd party… I just added him to add a little twist… *winks* Besides, I love Joongie… He’s my husband! LOL. Dreams… And TOP is my personal slave… muhahaha! Ok, off topic, I know.
Date Written: Feb15,’09
Date Posted: Feb20,'09