| Fan Fiction |
by SleepiiDreamer
Something hit me hard in the back of my skull and my eyes snapped open and turned around. Some boy’s book bag just hit me in the back of my head, disturbing my peaceful slumber. Wait—slumber?! My hands immediately went to the corner to my lips to wipe away any excess saliva. I happened to drool in my sleep.
I looked around to realize that class had been dismissed. I had slept through Professor Greene’s class—again. I groaned as I scrambled to pack all my books into my bag as people were in a frenzy around me. I felt for them. Who would want to be stuck in this dreadful lecture hall an extra moment? So I hastily grabbed my bag and walked out of the room.
Just when I rounded the corner in the hall, I bumped into another moving body of mass and I landed on my bottom…on the floor.
“Sorry!” the girl cried and offered her hand in helping me up. Grateful for her act of kindness, I took her hand and she heaved me up. She examined me as she held me in place and checked my condition. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
“Um, I’m okay,” I said softly, and the girl looked up at me. Just then, a flicker of recognition hit the two of us as we stared at each other.
Suddenly, the girl’s warm brown eyes hardened and her innocence disappeared as the coldness took over. There was no warmth in voice as she said, “Oh, it’s you.” She said it in such a manner; you would think she was talking about bugs in her house that needed to be terminated.
“Chae Min…” She only looked more disgusted when I said her name.
“Watch where you’re going, okay? Next time, I won’t be that nice.” She warned and gave me one last look before turning on her heels and walked away from me.
I didn’t understand. How could Chae Min be like that? She would be nice to a total stranger, yet, when she realized it was me, her personality changed drastically. What was that girl’s problem? So, on an act of impulse, I turned about and ran after her.
“Chae Min!” I cried after her as I tried to maneuver through the throng of people that were trying to get to class. I knew she had heard me. She was just deliberately ignoring my calls. “Chae Min! Chae Min-ah … Kim Chae Min!”
I was right behind her and was about to grab her shoulders when she turned around with fury in her eyes. “What?” she hissed, “What could you possibly want from me?”
Astonished, I stared back at her. “What is your problem? Why can’t you act civil towards me? Have I ever done you any wrong?”
Chae Min only scoffed and she crossed her arms as she looked at me. Her hazel hair was blowing in the wind. It was different from the last time I’ve seen her. Last time, it was long, reaching way past her shoulders. Now, it was short, barely reaching her shoulders. I must say, it didn’t compliment her facial structure well; I preferred her old look.
“Why does it bother you?” she asked.
“Because…” I retaliated, “I don’t understand how you can hate someone who you’ve hardly spoken three sentences to. Why is it that you’re so cold to Jae Joong and me?”
“Because,” Chae Min shot back, her eyes shooting daggers at me, “I don’t associate people who’s on Jae Won’s side. And Kim Jae Joong, my so-called ‘oppa’ is definitely on Kim Jae Won’s side once he made the decision to accept the KIT stocks Jae Won gave him.”
“Uncle Kim is your father. Have some respect and call him appa and not Jae Won.” I scolded. It was my turn to be disgusted by Chae Min now. There was no doubt that she was beautiful—it must be in the genes—but, dang, did she have one hell of an ugly personality.
“He had never been an appa to me. He was never there when I needed a father figure in my life. He was never there when umma needed him. All he cared about was KIT. Kim International Trade. Kim International fcuking Trade. KIT is his fcuking lifeline; his fcuking family, not umma and I.” Chae Min was shaking with anger as she said this through clenched teeth, but nonetheless, she remained calm.
Chae Min’s voice was a little bit more than a whisper, yet I could still hear the bitterness in her words. “And trust me when I saw that KIT is the most important thing in Kim Jae Won’s life. It’s more important than family. He’s lucky umma loves him so much. Given any other woman besides umma, she would’ve left him by now.”
Chae Min finished her speech with a satisfied smile on her lips, but I could only stare at her in incredulity. I didn’t know how one person could hold so much bitterness for her father; I just couldn’t understand. In the end, Kim Jae Won would always be Chae Min’s father. One could not pick family. Why couldn’t Chae Min just forgive her work-a-holic father? He was just doing all of that for his family’s best interest.
“So, I think I’ve explained myself enough…haven’t I?” Chae Min said, placing her hands on her small waist. “I’m leaving now. And please, do not call me or run after me. I think I have had enough embarrassment for the day.”
I stood my ground as I watched her walk down the halls. I was so tempted to grab her and shake all common sense into her, but I couldn’t. It was upsetting to learn that both of Kim Jae Won and Kim Soo Min’s children were like that—stubborn and unforgiving.
Well…at least Jae Joong changed his mind. Maybe Chae Min would too. Only time can tell.
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“And then Sunny told Chang Min that her cousin, Soo Young eats just as much as him! Can you believe it? A girl that eats as much as Chang Min?”
Chae Min acted like she wanted nothing to do with Jae Won and KIT, but the truth was no matter what, she could never run from it. Jae Won, Jae Joong, Soo Min and Chae Min were all tied together—by blood. Blood is thicker than water; blood ties can not be broken.
“Heroine?”
Even if Chae Min despise her own father that much—shouldn’t she give Jae Joong a chance? Either way…Jae Joong was her brother. Chae Min’s such an obedient daughter, wouldn’t she want to abide to Soo Min’s wishes and make nice with Jae Joong?
“Gosh, I really have the urge to watch porn now.”
But Chae Min is so stubborn. Wait—what?! “WHAT?” I turned my head so fast I swore I must’ve pulled a muscle. “Yah, Kim Jae Joong—what did you just say?”
Jae Joong clutched his stomach as he laughed at me. “Omo, Heroine…ahha. Ahaha!! Ahaha!” His laughter prevented him from finishing his sentence. “I-I oh…god that was golden. You should see your face!”
“So tell me, Jae. What did you say, huh? Are you turning into another Changmin?” I asked, putting my hand on his shoulder. “Do you want to die?”
“Sorry, girl,” Jae Joong said, pretending to wipe the tears at the corner of his eyes. “That was probably the only way I could get your attention. You should’ve seen yourself. You almost walked into a pole two times if I didn’t pull you out of the way.”
“I do not walk into poles!”
“Yes you do, but you don’t now because I’m around.” Jae Joong said proudly as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. “So are you going to tell me what you’re thinking about? You seemed very deep in thought.”
I didn’t want to tell him about my meeting with Chae Min. I didn’t know why. I guess I didn’t want him to know how much Chae Min dislikes him before he even gave the girl a chance. She seemed to be a nice person to those who weren’t associated with Kim Jae Won anyways. I mumbled nothing as Jae Joong only nodded as we continued walking down the street.
It was a gorgeous spring day. The sun was shining on us with all its might and the flower buds reminded us that summer would be just around the corner. The birds came out too. In fact, a pair of birds built a nest under my air conditioner and every morning, I was awakened by a chorus of baby bird chirps at around seven in the morning.
“So what were you saying before? Sorry I wasn’t paying attention. My mind goes on and off.”
Jae Joong only smiled sweetly. “I was just saying how Sunny told me her cousin, Soo Young, is the female equivalent to Chang Min. She eats everything! We have got to introduce her to Chang Min.”
“Is she pretty?” I asked and wrinkled my nose. I didn’t want to introduce a nice, pretty girl to Chang Min…he might taint her.”
“I don’t know…but if she eats a lot, do you think she is? I imagined her as a couple of kilograms overweight.” Jae Joong said sheepishly and I gave him a look. “Well you should listen to the way Sunny describes her!”
“No—if she’s a couple of kilograms overweight, she’ll be perfect for Chang Min.” I declared with a laugh as we rounded the corner and walked up the block to our house.
“You’re a horrible sister.” Jae Joong said with a shake of his head.
“I try,” I gave him a sweet smile as Jae Joong took out his keys and opened the front door to an empty house.
“Eh? Where’s Chang Min today?” I asked curiously and looked up at Jae Joong for an answer and he shrugged.
“I saw him grab his keys to his baby and then drove off early this morning.” Jae Joong said, “Haven’t seen him since.”
“Even better. I don’t have to see his face.” I said with a curt nod and plopped on the sofa.
“I really like the sisterly-brotherly love you have for each other. Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside,” Jae Joong said with a sarcastic tone as he took a seat next to me in the sofa and I smiled at him.
I smiled at him as we bathe in the silence. It was tranquil and it set a serene atmosphere. It was at times like these that I enjoyed our relationship the most. It was at time like these, when we could sit together in silence that I realized that our relationship is ideal. Silence wasn’t something that everyone was comfortable with. And since we were able to sit in silence, and yet be comfortable just drowning in it and the presence of each other—it meant that there was something about our relationship.
Sometimes, I wondered if our relationship was too ideal. We hardly fight and our affections for each other only grew with every passing day. It was like it was too easy—there were hardly any obstacles in our relationship. I wondered if it was good or bad.
“Heroine?” Jae Joong said out of the blue and I turned to look at him. He looked at me with a question in his eyes. “Why do you love me?”
“Huh?” I asked dumbly. It was out of the blue for Jae Joong to ask such a weird question. And besides, wasn’t it the females in the relationship who always ask the question to the males? It was a fairly difficult question to answer. Also, I wondered why Jae Joong chose to ask the question. Was he having insecurities with our relationship? I didn’t have time to think. Jae Joong was awaiting my answer apprehensively; I could see it in his eyes. “Uh…I-well…why?”
“I mean, why do you love me? I’m not perfect.” He said, twiddling his thumbs. “I have mood swings. I get pissed off and frustrated easily. I look in the mirror every five minutes. I drink milk out of the carton. I do my laundry half-naked. I mean… I do a lot of annoying-slash-repulsive things. Why do you still love me?”
The way he said it; it was like he was surprised that I still continued to love him after all that. But the truth was—that’s why I love him. It was because of his weird habits. It was because of his imperfections. I reached out gingerly for his hands, “There is a saying—you don’t love a perfect person; you love because you see an imperfect person perfectly. Um…okay. I just totally screwed up that quote. But it was somewhere along those lines.”
Jae Joong chuckled and when I continued, I had a smile on my face. “You see. It doesn’t matter if you drink out of the milk carton; it doesn’t matter that you do your laundry half-naked. It doesn’t matter because that’s what makes you you. That’s what differentiates Kim Jae Joong from the rest.”
Jae Joong thought about this for awhile and then he smiled. “That’s why I love you too, Heroine,” He whispered in my ears and I smiled and leaned in to kiss him. However, he stopped me. “Wait—I have another question.”
The next question hit me completely off guard.
“If…Micky Park Yoo Chun didn’t walk off like he did; would there be an us?”
How was I supposed to answer? Was this why Jae Joong was having insecurities about our relationship? I wondered how long had that question been burning on his lips. “Jae Joong…I—”
“It’s okay, Heroine. I understand if you can’t answer it.” He sat up and started walking away from the conversation. He started to walk away from me.
My head hurt and my heart ached. I didn’t want Jae Joong to have any doubt about us. “Jae Joong, listen.” I said, and it stopped him in his tracks. Although his back was to me, I turned to face him. “I don’t have a clue what would’ve happened if he stayed. I don’t know anything about it. But the thing was—that was the past and there’s no way to go back. He’s gone, but you’re here. There’s only the future now and I don’t see Park Yoo Chun in my future. I can only see you. That’s how it should be and that’s how it will be. You and me.”
He didn’t say anything as I let my words sink in. Then he straightened himself. “I…am going out.” He said.
“Where?”
“I have to go meet Sunny…for the project.”
“I thought you said you’re done.”
“We still have to take a few more snapshots and then we have some editing to do.”
“Oh, okay then.”
“See you later.”
“Bye.”
When he was gone, all I could do was sit back on the coach and wonder—how did it end up like this? I didn’t understand. Then, at the corner of my eyes, something gleamed. I sat up and grabbed the object. Jae’s phone.
How was he going to complete his project if he didn’t have his phone to take the pictures?
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