A young lady named Nam Hee Yeon; passionate and strong-willed editor in Seoul whom shut herself out from the world because of something that happened in the past. Little does she know that she was destined with a strange fate that would affect her...
[Korean Translations] Ne (네): Yes Ani (아니): No Omo (어머): Oh my Jinjja/Jeongmal (진짜/ 정말): Really Annyeong (안녕): Hello/Goodbye Ottoke (어떡해): What should I do? Gwenchana (괜찮아): Are you okay? Mianhe (미안해): I'm sorry Yeppeoda (예쁘다): Pretty Hyung (형): Older brother for males /Friend Oppa (오빠): Older brother for females/Boyfriend Noona (누나): Older sister for males /Friend Aegyo (애교): To act cute Maknae (막내): Youngest child/friend out of the group Jebal (제발): Please Wae (왜): Why? Ajhussi (아저씨): Mister Arasseo (알았어): Alright
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Chapter 8: Faint Love Monday, December 2 2013
Hee Yeon's POV
I sit quietly on the sand, just a few feet away from the sea. There are no stars but the moon's light is enough to brighten up the night sky. Shining despite of being surrounded by darkness. It's so beautiful. I want to be like that, I thought, to see a little hope regardless of all the things I'm going through.
There are huge rocks surrounding the seaside but not totally enclosing it. The rocks are not that sharp but it's not that dull either. So if one will slip and fall onto it there'll be serious injury ahead.
I embrace my knees as I comfort my skin from the cold breeze. Shivering from the cold, I watch Jimin playfully jumps from rock to rock.
My heart skips a beat as he almost slip. Not knowing how to react, I instinctively shout at him.
"Yah, Jimin-ah be careful!" My eyebrows meets midway as I shout at him like I'm his mother.
Jeez, I can't believe this guy, one second he's a serious love expert then the next thing you know is that he'll be playing like child.
"Don't worry Noona! I'm okay!" he turns and waves at me, laughing. "I'm just kidding!" he adds, as he continues to jump again.
"Hmph.. pabo.." I whisper as I turn my head to the opposite side.
Hearing him call me noona annoys me. I don't know why but I don't like him calling me that. He's much taller than me and he doesn't look like a kid either. It's making me uncomfortable in so many ways.
I ignored Jimin and shift my attention to the waves. Small waves after big waves comes splashing to the rocks. The smell of the seaside breeze relaxes me as I inhale deeply. This is the perfect time to write on my diary again. Luckily, I bring it with me all the time. I brought it out from my bag and start to write.
"We're all fools and idiots in hopes of a chance we hold onto love. A love that has already ended. I don't know if I still have feelings for you and I know I still can't go on but I will try hard to.. Your touch, your stares have become faint but it won't disappear completely. Why won't it disappear-"