| Fan Fiction |
by Snowie Cupid
Before he stepped out of my room; I called for him. “STOP!! Mr. An! I am still a student and what about my classes?” I was dumbfounded. I didn’t even know I can handle such an important position in such a big multinational company. “Don’t worry, we have arranged your schedule for you. We have a professional guardian to advice you.” He stepped out and closed the door.
I am so tired and frustrated now. I couldn’t enjoy my first year of my campus life. What is this? I have to start working not only that, I got to bear such a heavy title… Am I up to that? Can I handle the work of an Advertising Director? I doubted it but what to do. I got to do it; I owed my sponsor my life.
I think calling Moussy will relieve all my stress and anxiety and I looked up and stared at the wooden Victoria vintage sculptured clock, it showed that it was 3 a.m. now. I took out the note that Moussy gave me in the afternoon. “Should I call him now?” I procrastinated whether to call him or not. Will he be waiting for my call?
Finally, I braced all the courage within me and punched his number. I checked the number several times before calling as it would be so embarrassing to call the wrong number. After a few ring, an attractive sleepy tone floated into my ears. “Are you Moussy?” I didn’t know how to introduce myself in such an awkward manner so I just asked for him.
“Who is Moussy? What kind of prank are you playing?” The person replied angrily. I was totally traumatized so I just clicked it off. Who was that? So Moussy gave me the wrong number. Suddenly, my phone rang and I picked it up. “Who are you?” The same atrocious tone rang into my ears.
I jumped in surprise that he called me back. I got disconcerted and switched off my phone. That voice really sounds familiar but the person was super rude, but I think I am in the wrong too as I called at the middle of the night. This voice sounds familiar and seems to hear it from somewhere but just couldn’t register this voice with a face.
“How dare that Moussy gives me the wrong number. I am going to kick his butt when I got to see him.” I got so mad and felt like strangling him. I got mad is because I got into such a stupid plight. It was outrageous to be scolded by such a nasty jerk.
After some thought, it is ridiculous that Moussy would give me the wrong number. I walked to my study table and switched on my laptop. I started typing an abhorrent letter to Moussy. This is how it goes:
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MOUSSY Jerky!!
The number that you gave me is WRONG!! You couldn’t remember your own number. How pathetic!! Not only that… I got scolded by a nonsensical brute!!!! This is the first time I send you a stinky email but I am so furious now. I’m sorry that I ranted it at you but I am so MAD at you now!
You better call me and give me a good explanation or else you got to pay the price. This is my mobile number 010-….-…..
Melted Snowflake!
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By ranting at Moussy in that email made me feel better now. I yawned in awe and walked over to my bed and lay on it. After a few seconds, I slipped into dreamland.
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“Idiot Yoochun, why can’t he just switch off his handphone before he sleeps?” Jaejoong complained and put Yoochun handphone back to Yoochun’s side table and walked back into his room and fell onto his bed and slipped into his dreamland.
Yoochun suddenly opened his small puny eyes and he remembered he was waiting for Snowflake’s call but he was too tired and fell asleep. His mobile phone was in his hands last night and now it is gone.
He turned around and found Junsu sleeping peacefully besides him. He started ransacked his side of the bed for his mobile phone but couldn’t find it. He started to look on the floor for it but he still couldn’t find it. At last, he looked around his room and found that it was lying on the side table.
“How did it land it here?” He quickly picked it up and check for any missed call but there was none. He was wondering why Snowflake didn’t give him a call.
“Junsu, did someone call me last night?” I shook Junsu so hard as if his head was going to drop out anytime. He didn’t reply and slapped Yoochun and went back to sleep.
“Junsu!!!” Yoochun got so mad. He couldn’t do anything now. He didn’t have Snowflake’s number so the only way to contact her is emails. Yoochun went to his working room and switch on his desktop.
He opened his inbox and found an email by Snowflake. He quickly opened it and found an angry email from Snowflake. He started yelling at the top of his voice. “Who the hell picked up my call last night?” This is the first time Snowflake sent such a nasty and awful email to him. He couldn’t control and blew his top.
Jaejoong’s knees gone weak. He knew deep down that he was the one who did that but didn’t muster his courage to confess and just kept quiet. Everyone just ignore Yoochun and went back to bed.
Yoochun started dialing Snowflake’s number.
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Wow!! A big change for Snowflake. How is she going to handle it?
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