| Fan Fiction |
by $hann!@
with a sigh, you start getting ready and went in the washroom.
"I'm DBSK's deisgner now...I won't be going to school that much now..." you mumble to your self.
when you got out of the washroom, you saw mike standing outside the door.
"you're too in love with DBSK..." he sighed, he heard every single word you said ***too bad...that she gets to spend more time with DBSK then me spending time with her***
"HOW THE FUCK DO YOU GET IN HERE????!!!!!!" you yelled so loud that the people next door could hear you.
Mike put his hand over your mouth then said "you never sweared before..." then let go of his hand.
"who told you to scared me like this?" you look at him and ask again "how do you get in here?"
he ignored you and said "let me drive you to work..."
you got there and saw DBSK standing in a circle, looking at the pile of cloths with a puzzle look.
"yah! ________ come!" you ran over there to see what's happening.
"we're out of cloths now, please help DBSK match their cloths" said one of the photographer.
and for the rest of the morning you keep on helping them and junsu just look at you without any expressions.
lunch break time...
everyone sits at the round table and you go sit beside junsu but he stood up and go sit beside a lady staff.
you don't know what he's thinking but just looking at him avoiding you and go sit with some other girls, talking and playing with her, it just hurts you...