Grabbing her two bags out of the back of a taxi,Sunye slings one over her right shoulder and let her rolling one,roll right behind her. She looks up at the giantic ship in front of her. "Wow,this is huge." She saids to herself right before walking up the gangplank with her wedges on. She looks down at the water,she always hated water. Swimming,diving,anything that she could drown in water from,she absolutly hated. But,she never been on a free cruise,who in the right mind would turn that down? Exactly,no one. Walking around looking for the lobby. After about five minutes of getting confused by the signs and where people told her to go,she finally finds the two glass doors leading to a amazing lobby. Her small mouth drops open as she looks at the chandeler right above her. She got distracted by how beautiful it looked,and how safe it looked,like it wasn't about to fall. She walked to the front desk to check in. The receptionist asked for her name. "Um,Sunye S-u-n-y-e Robin Chang." The older lookning women smiles as she looks at the computer. "Here you are,king size room,deck five." The receptionist toldher handing her a room key and a smile. "Thank you,ma'am." Sunye walked to the elevator keeping her head down,it must be one of those Sunye days over a "Sun" day,which wasn't often.

As she gets in the elevator she holds it for a family and their three kids. She smiled,she always loved childern and how innocent and naive they were. But they asked endless amount of question to their parents like why could we go see Micky mouse and did they have a pool here. Now,she may have loved kids but when they asked dumb questions she got alittle annoyed. After a few more moments it goes to her floor and she gets off and walked down the hall to her room. room 94,hm. She uses her room key as it beeps opens. She smiled at her rather small victory. Walking in her room she drops her bag on the queen size bed as unzips her smaller bag grabbing her hello kitty makeup bag. After about five minutes,she leaves the restroom before grabbing her roomkey and purse.

She walks on the pool deck waiting for the ship to cast off,she looks up and sees a few couples holding hands. She couldn't help but envious. She stopped looking and started wonder what the odds are of her knowing someone on the boat. Yea,that be inpossible all the people she know are either in South Korea or wouldn't step foot on a boat not after what happened to the titanic.She shakes the thought out of her head,the movie always terrified her. She fixes her light blue dress and looks into the crystal blue ocean.

Haley put her bags down on the dock and looked up at the ship. It was enormous. She had never been on a cruise before, but this one seemed way to nice to be free. A cool breeze came up over the docks and she pulled a black jacket on over her outfit. A tall man wearing some sort of uniform walked up next to her, "Can I help you with these?" he asked.

She smiled and nodded, "thank you very much" she said as he picked them up. Her bags weren't very heavy, but it was always nice to have help. He led her to the reception desk where an older looking woman asked for her name. "Haley, Haley Dolan." She said. The man stood politely next to her, waiting to help bring her bags up to her room.

"Ah yes," the woman said looking up from her brand new computer, "here you are, Ms. Haley Dolan, king room, deck five, room 96. Enjoy your stay." The woman handed her a room key and a beige folder. The man motioned for her to follow and led her into a large elevator.

"Wow, an elevator on a cruise ship?" Haley asked as the doors closed behind them. How on Earth was this ship still afloat? Surely a boat this large would need to be filled with helium or something to keep from sinking.

The doors flew open and Haley followed the man out of the elevator. "A whole lot of physics I don't understand went into building this ship." He said and laughed. The hallways were much nicer, and wider, than Haley expected. "Ah, here we are." He said stopping outside a door about halfway down the hall. She opened the door and held it as he carried the bags in and put them in the center of the over sized room.

"Thank you so much." She said, handing him some money and smiling. He nodded, gave a quick goodbye, and left. Haley plopped down onto the bed and looked around the room. It was nice, really nice. She put her key in her pocket and made her way outside to see the rest of the ship and wait for the ship to cast off.

What in her right mind made Reagan decide to go on this cruise? Even if it was free, the blonde felt she was too busy to even take a trip. However her fellow colleagues and professors at her university encouraged it for they felt she worked too hard and was becoming too tense and that relaxing would improve her work. Her advisor even went as far as to say her pieces held no joy in them anymore. This really was a wake up call for Reagan. Of course she knew the real reason why she was consuming herself in school and work. It was because of her last relationship. It had devastated her so much that in order not to think about it, she worked like a machine and started to block out any emotion. What ever happened to that carefree and innocent young lady she use to be? So Reagan took the opportunity. Maybe she could find a little of her old self again on this trip. She remembered the last time to took a cruise. Her father had still been alive and she and her family took a Mediterranean cruise when she was 9. It was for her parents 10 year anniversary. Thinking about her father almost made her cry and she quickly got control of herself again. Approaching the ship, Reagan took her things out of a taxi and paid the driver before getting her gear and walking onto the plank.

The ship was lovely and it wasn't hard for her to find the front desk. The receptionist asked for her name.

"Reagan Corbin."

The lady smiled and nodded before telling her room number and deck before handing her her keys. Reagan thanked her and eventually found her room. It was big! Already Reagan was feeling at ease. Deciding to go up on deck, she freshens up a bit before grabbing her small purse, camera, and room key. Immediately she heads for the pool and looks out over the railing out to the blue ocean and the port. She looked around at the people and saw different kinds of people from the singles like her to families with kids. Feeling inspired by the scenery, Reagan takes out her camera and starts taking pictures.

Kieran usually didn't do this type of stuff. Going on a cruise alone? How lame is that? It was the equivalent to attending a drive in movie by yourself. The only thing that really appealed to him was the price. Free board, free food, free booze, free hot women in bikinis to stare at. If he was lucky he would be able to have some fun with one of them before the end. He grabbed his bags and walked onto the ship, not having a single care in the world. What's the worst that could happen? It wasn't like he could run into his ex here, not that he saw much of her anymore anyway. He was much to busy with his tattoo shop nowadays to run into her anywhere.

He waltzed up to the check in area with his bags in hand. "Kieran Fairchild," he said.

The woman glanced up at him and smiled. "One moment, please." She clacked away at her keyboard and looked up again, with that same freakish smile. "Ah yes. Here's your room key and room number." She handed him a piece of paper and the plastic roomkey as he thanked her.

He went up the elevator and down the hall in search of his room. He saw a few girls leaving their rooms, and finally found his. He dropped his stuff on the floor - including, but not limited to, his clothes/necessities and his tattoo supplies. He brought his tattoo supplies whenever he left town. You never know when you're going to get inspired. He wasn't entirely tattooed up. He had a rather large piece on his back, one on his forearms, both his wrists, and on his right hip. It wasn't like he had sleeves or anything and the only one he ever regretted was the name on his hip, which he had been meaning to get removed.

He shook his head. His past was never something he wanted to think about. Hell, it was the reason he was so fucked up to people. It was the reason he couldn't form a stable relationship, or sabotage the ones he did manage to create. No. People were much better from a distance. He grabbed his drawing pad and left the room. He didn't know where on the boat he would go, but it would be somewhere. Somewhere he could hide from his own thoughts.

"Yes Mom," Nick sighed as he approached the dock. He had his phone pressed between his ear and his shoulder and his hands holding his bags. "You better be good, and I do not want any grandchildren when you come back, do you hear me Nicholas?" Nick chuckled as he approached the front desk. He loved his mother to death, but sometimes she just went a little overboard. "I hear you," he smiled charmingly at the receptionist.
"Name?"
"Nick Flynn," the receptionist handed him his keys and with a small thank you, he headed towards where he was told. "-- and don't even think about calling me to bail you out again. One time Nicholas, one time." Again, Nick chuckled as he caught the end of his mothers rant. He unlocked his room and threw his stuff in, not even bothering to look before closing it and heading upstairs. He'll deal with it later. "I said I'm sorry about that, Ma. It was an -- shit." Using his quick reflexes, Nick ducked behind some beach chairs as he saw a familiar face.
"It can't be her," he mumbled to himself as he peaked over, not even listening to his mother's scolding. Hoping, desperately that it was a dream, he looked over and swore again as he saw his ex, Reagan Corbin.

Water splattered hard with a great thud against the varnished metal painted a stale blue as it sliced through the ocean with a determined steady speed. The boat rocked from side to side as the waves hoisted it to their current not strong enough to drag the heavy transport away from its destination as the boat continued forward towards a sheer arisen telling faint of an Island ahead.

Jessica Eversteine tugged tighter at the opening of her warm leather jacket fighting the cold of the sea air that rushed through her light brown hair. Standing on the first level she watched with awe at the changing blues the sea reflected over the railings, resulting in the salty water splashing in her face making her wrinkle her nose in distrust before moving away.

It was only a mere two weeks previous that Jessica had been sat in her small apartment paint smudged on her cheek, it was then that she found a letter unlike her bills envelopes chucked through her door and it was strangely addressed to her. She never received letters. With a quick shrug of indifference she tore it open delicately to inspect the contents finding herself fairly surprised with delight. She had somehow won a free holiday to an island just off the coast called ‘San Valentine’, the name struck her as something odd, but she made no further interest in it but instead with a smile rebounded back to her room and began to plan what she would need to bring.

Holidays were a rare thing for Jessica, but the fact never changed that she loved to travel; she adored new excitement and experiencing new adventures, which was probably why she got into trouble a lot of the time. She had been reported missing twice in her life already just because she had gotten lost in some forest somewhere simply because she forgot the time. That wasn’t a healthy record for a 19 year old to have.

With a sigh Jessica pulled herself away from the side of the boat her bags still sitting next to her feet, she should probably go and check her room, since getting on the boat, registering her name, she had kept her room keys in her hand, she still wasn't sure why she had recieved this free holiday but she paid it no notice anyway and began to wonder the decks as she slipped inside. Maybe she should have asked for directions..

(Messed up Opps)

The weather was perfect, the ship was amazing, and to top it all off, it was a free vacation. Jae checked in and retrieved his room key, now he was taking an out-of-the-way, scenic route to his room. He'd been to many places, all around the globe, traveling with his parents when he was younger. Shockingly, he'd never been on a cruise before. So far, he was really liking it. He'd definitely dressed too warmly, wearing a black vest and gray scarf, change. That was his next goal. Cutting his sigh seeing short, he headed straight for his room. "Ah ninety-four, here you are." He unlocked the door and tossed his luggage onto the bed. He didn't see it at first, too occupied by the thought of putting on something more appropriate for the weather, but then his attention turned to the bag he knew didn't belong to him. "What the...," he was completely puzzled by the unfamiliar item and proceeded to look around the room wondering if the person it belonged to was still around.

He would definitely have to pay the receptionist another visit and get to the bottom of this phenomenon. But first, he really needed to change his clothes. He turned back to the bed and fished through his suitcase for a different outfit, settling for blue V-neck and a pair of blue plaid swim trunks. He shuffled off into the bathroom to change and took a second to fix his blonde hair, which was currently windblown and obscuring his vision. After changing he splashed some cold water on his face and went back to his bag to grab a pair of navy blue Ray-Bans. Ready for the sunny weather, he walked out the door with every intention of figuring out who the mystery luggage belonged to.

Jae, thoughts full of the mess he was, turned the wrong way and started walking towards the pool deck. He was in a hurry and didn't realize he was about to run into someone until it was too late. He bumped into the stranger and immediately apologized. "Oops, sorry...-" His sentence trailed off as he saw who it was. But it couldn't be, right? The shock rendered him speechless for a moment. "Sun...is that you?!"

Like usual, Kieran was scribbling away at his notepad, drawing and walking at the same time. It calmed him, despite not being the smartest of ideas. He would occasionally look up, making sure he was walking into the open ocean, but other than that he just hoped people avoided him as he walked. It wasn't like he cared if he was being rude or not, he just didn't want them to make him mess up. It took him a long time to learn to keep a steady hand while walking and when people bumped in to him it could be highly irritating. Especially when it would put a pencil line all through his lovely artwork. The artwork in this case, was a scenery. While others were say, taking photographs, he was drawing what he saw. Or, rather, the memory of what he saw. He couldn't very well draw the exact scene if he was walking, and he always liked the way he remembered it more than the actual reality.

Today things weren't going very well, and he actually decided to put his pencil down for a while. But naturally, right as he did that, he ran into a girl. A girl who was strikingly similar to someone he had avoided for a long while, a person he shouldn't have run into here. His ex girlfriend. His jaw dropped.

"You have got to be shitting me," He said.

Sunye Robin~Chang

The cool ocean breeze blew gently over the deck. Haley looked out at the endless ocean, it was beautiful. She loved knowing that the ocean could take her absolutely anywhere. It touched everything, from the north pole to the south pole, and everything in between. Out of the corner of her eye she could see the dock, were a relatively long line of people waiting to get on the boat had formed. Woah, she though, glad I didn't get stuck in that. Haley stood on the deck taking in the scenery, not really thinking about anything.

After a long while, Haley decided to head back to her room. It took a little searching, but eventually she got there and swung the door open. Her bags sat right in the middle of the room where she had left them. "Eh, I'll deal with those later" she said as she walked past her bags to fall back onto the bed. It was unbelievable comfortable. Big too. Probably made for couples on vacation. she thought, then smiled, more room for me.

She was just starting to doze off when her phone rang. "Meg!" She said excitedly as she answered it, "this place is amazing!" Haley talked with her friend for a while before making up an excuse to hang up. She decided to explore the ship, taking random turns here and there.

Reagan had been so busy taking pictures that she didn't even pay much attention to her surroundings. At one point she was taking random pictures, but suddenly stopped dead in her tracks after she took a picture of some random person. Taking her camera down slowly, she couldn't hide the shock from her face as she saw a man next to someone she took a picture of. It wasn't just any man though. It was her ex, Nick Flynn. Rats, what was he doing here? He was the last person she wanted to see. She felt her icy wall got up in an instant and her eyes harden. How dare he show his face in a time like this, the jerk! She wouldn't lose her cool though. She was stronger than that. And the more she though about it, the more she convinced herself that she could avoid him the entire trip. It was a big ship right? So after shooting daggers at him, she turned around to walk somewhere else.

Nick winced as he practically felt the daggers Reagan was shooting at him. If she could have it, I'd probably be a hundred feet under this boat... He wanted to turn around, he knew he should turn around, but he couldn't help staring at her. She had the same beautiful blue eyes that sometimes still haunt his dreams, except in his dreams, they were sparkling with happiness, not anger. She still had the same blonde hair that he can remember running his fingers through, but that's about were it all ended.
If it was possible, she was even more beautiful than the last time he saw her; more matured and ... curvy. Not that she wasn't before, but now... Nick had to shake his head and cover his eyes to stop his eyes from watching her butt as she walked away.
"Nicholas, is everything okay?" Nick lifted the phone to his ear and let out a small sigh as his eyes wandered back to his ex leaving.
"I don't know Mom, I don't know."

Reagan could feel his stare as she walked away. It was very hard for her to ignore him. He was still disgustingly handsome and Reagan could recall when she first saw him, she had been instantly infatuated with him. And when he finally started to notice her, she had been over the moon. Time could be cruel though and Reagan could remember the day he broke up with her. Gone was that romantic, naive teenager and in her place was a hard realist. Love was just not for her. She knew real love existed, she had seen it herself. She just felt that she could never love anyone after losing so much. Reagan thought she was over Nick, but seeing him now proved to her that she wasn't. Her heart was still aching. Sighing, she thought it best go to her room until it was time to do the emergency drill that all cruise ships did. Decision made, she walked back to her room only to receive another shock. She noticed several bags in the room that weren't hers. She doubled check to make sure she was in her room. Yep, she was. Than maybe someone got their room wrong. Curious, she went to check the label and seeing the name, she did something she never did before, she fainted.

"What's going on?" Nick made an affirmative noise, but that didn't settle his mother's anxiety. Silvia Flynn was always worried about her baby boy, but right now was one of those times where she wished he was still a little boy and didn't go on cruises alone. Where she could still hold his hand and be right next to him, instead of over the phone. "Nicholas?"
"I'm fine Ma," Nick rubbed a hand over his face before pushing himself up. "I just saw someone I haven't seen in a while." His mother was silent on the other line which made Nick get a little nervous. He stopped walking and was about to call out to his mom, when she said something that made his blood run cold. "Is it a Corbin?" Nick stayed silent, but mother instincts told Silvia she was right. "Is it Reagan?"
"Mom," I broke Silvia's heart to hear Nick's strained tone. She knew he really liked that girl, but he never told her what went wrong. She heard around that he broke up with her, but Silvia didn't want to believe it. Why would her son break up with the girl Silvia was convinced he'd marry? It made no sense to her. "Can we just drop it?" Silvia sighed, but Nick could practically see her nodding. "Alright. I'm going to go lay down, love you Nicholas."
"Love you too Ma," Nick said before ending the call and shoving his phone deep down in his pocket. "Maybe I was dreaming," he mumbled as he approached the bar. He knew that he was dreaming, but thinking that made him feel a bit better. "Scotch on the rocks please."

Sunye Robin~Chang

The shining silver sports car pulled to a stop a few feet from the gang plank. Greyson looked out through the jet black windows, but there was hardly anyone around. "See you later." He said casually, dapping up his driver before getting out of the car. It had taken the driver some getting used to, and a lot of practice, but he got it after a while. He grabbed his bags out of the trunk and started up the gang plank. It was weird how few people there were, I'm probably the last one here.

Inside there were people bustling around in all directions, little kids screaming and men in uniforms helping people find things. The invitation had come at exactly the right time. The guys had just returned form their first tour and they were taking some downtime. After about two weeks of nothing, Grey was starting to get pretty bored, a cruise was just what he needed.

"Greyson Devlin." He said as he walked up to the desk. The woman sitting behind the desk forced a smile, it looked like she'd had a pretty rough day. He made sure to really thank her before walking away. Judging by how few people there were waiting outside, he assumed the boat would be casting off soon. As he walked down the hallway he read off the numbers out loud until he reached 96. Swinging the door open wide, Greyson walked in. It was a big room, with an even bigger bed.

A few feet into the room Greyson tripped over something and landed flat on his face. His feet were lost among a pile of luggage. Someone else's luggage. There weren't tags anywhere on it. How had this stuff gotten here? It didn't matter, he would deal with it later. After being up late packing last night, all Greyson wanted to do was sleep. He leaped onto the bed, lying sideways across it on top of the covers. It didn't take long for him to doze off.

As Haley roamed the ship, taking everything in. It seemed a little redundant to have a pool on a boat, but she wasn't complaining. There were stairs and balconies and floor upon floor of exciting activities. Most of them weren't really open and working yet though.

Haley's eyes widened as she saw a large sign that read 'buffet'. The door was wide open and she could smell the freshly cooked food within. She hadn't realized just how hungry she was until she saw another cart full of food roll past into the room.

"Well are you just gonna stand there, or are you going to go in?" A girl said in a strong English accent. Haley turned to see the tall blonde girl to her right. Where had she come from, and how long had she been standing there? It didn't really matter, she was entirely right.

"Uh, yeah, I'm going in." Haley said. She hoped she didn't sound too surprised to see the girl. The girl smiled as she walked in and Haley followed. The room was enormous, with endless tables filled with endless amounts of food. The girl disappeared quickly, loading a plate with food and walking out. After eating a few random bits of food, Haley decided to go back to her room.

After some fumbling unlocking the door, she walked on it, closing it behind her.

Greyson shot up, suddenly wide awake, as he heard the door open. Without making a sound he slid off the bed and snuck into the bathroom. This was not how he envisioned his first day of the cruise. He heard the door close as the intruder started to hum a tune, throwing in strands of words here and there. He recognized the song, although he couldn't name it, but more importantly, he recognized the voice. Where had he heard the voice before?

He opened the bathroom door just a crack and peaked through, but all he could see was the reflection of brown hair in a mirror. The humming started to get louder as the intruder moved towards the bathroom, apparently unaware of his presence. He backed up away from the door as it swung open. In the darkness of the bathroom Grey couldn't make out any of the girl's features. She flicked on the light and screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Please" Grey said, gently putting his hand over her mouth, "don't scream." Why was she screaming? She had broken into his room. As his eyes slowly adjusted to the bright light, the girls features slowly came into view.

"Haley?" he said looking down into her soft brown eyes. It couldn't be. It wasn't possible. This girl, who had known him better than he knew himself. This girl who he had left behind. The last thing he expected was to run into her on a cruise.

((Don't worry, me and Dea talked this over before hand))

He was used to calling her Sun, he had so many times in the past that it became second nature. He rubbed the back of his head and tried to laugh it off. Of course she wouldn't want him to call her that anymore. Jae was the one that broke up with her. "Sorry," he apologized quickly, his eyes directed at his shoes like they were the most interesting things in the world. He felt the urge to ask her how she was, what she was doing with her life--to be completely honest--anything that would keep her talking. A sudden wave of nostalgia was rushing over him, it was so strange. Once he broke up with someone, well it was over, he never thought about the good moments they had in the past. Now he was. He remembered them all, every second he and Sunye spent together, her laughter, her smile. It was all flooding his mind in one chaotic rush. Before he even got the chance to attempt a real conversation with her, she was already looking for a way to get away from him. "Oh, it was nice seeing you too." He looked her in the eyes, however short the awkward meeting had been, it really was good to see her.

When she bumped into the table while taking her leave, Jae covered his mouth to suppress his laughter. She was cute whenever she was embarrassed. He stood there in the same spot after she left for a moment. What had he gone to do in the first place? Oh yeah, figure out who left their luggage in his room. He'd almost completely forgotten about that. Seeing her had that effect on him, and now he was starting to worry. 'That was all in the past, there's no sense in thinking about it now.' He thought resolutely, but somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew Sunye would be in his thoughts again. His phone vibrated in his pocket and startled him back into reality. He looked at the screen and was utterly surprised to see a message from Sunye. She still had his number? It shocked him, but he never erased hers either. The first thing he noticed was the signature at the end of the text and another rush of memories distracted him again. "Get it together idiot." He said it under his breath but that didn't stop people walking around him looking at Jae like he was crazy.

Wait. She wanted to talk? And how did she know what room he was staying in? Slowly he began to realize what that meant. The luggage in his room, it belonged to her.The initial shock left him glued to his spot, but then he started jogging back to his room. The entire time he was feeling anxious. Was she going to think he'd stalked her and purposely booked the same room or something? He stood outside the door, took a breath, and entered his room. "Y-you're here, I mean, this is your room too?!" He held up his room key with the room number on it. For a second he glanced over at his bag, which had been tossed on the floor, and felt a pang of hurt. "This has to be some sort of mix up, we can just go to the front desk and clear this up." The funny thing was, deep down, in a very small corner, he was sort of hoping they wouldn't be able to switch rooms.

Waiting for Jae,Sun starts hum. She did that a lot when she got bored,which was almost everyday. She started to sing softly one of her favorite songs. She never saw herself as amazing but it got her a full scholarship so she had to be decent.She put her ring on the nightstand,getting tired of having it on. She stopped singing,hearing footsteps come near her door. Just as she was about to get up and open it,it opened on it's own. At frist she thought it was a ghost,and it kind of was. It was a ghost of her past,Jae. She can he is shocked just like she was. She no idea what to think,she was just hoping that he didn't think she was stalking him or anything because if anything she was trying to avoid him. "Y-you're here, I mean, this is your room too?!"She doesn't even know what to say. She just looked at him and gave him a sligh nod. H-How did he get my key? She started to wonder. She saw him look at his bag that she threw on to the floor. She looked back at him before he started to speak to her. "This has to be some sort of mix up, we can just go to the front desk and clear this up."

She swallowed the knot in her throat before speaking softly. "Um,y-yea. That has to be it because I would never try to get the same room as you......Not that any girl wouldn't want to share a room with you it's just that I haven't seen you in awhile and I not really ok with sharing a room with anyone. You know? She looked down at her feet and exhaled. "gaejasig-a" She said it under her breath before walking towards him and grabbed the key softly out of his hand,not wanting to be rude. She looked at the nmber and saw it was the smae number as the room. She could feel her face turn a bit pale before handing it back to him. She exhaled and grabbed her key,forgetting all about her ring and her purse. She walked past Jae hitting his shoulder softly,she could have swore that she felt a very small,very faint tingle once they connected. She walked out the door and down the narrow hallway not even seeing how far Jae was from her. she didn't need him to come with her anyway,she could deal with it on her own but even through she would never say it out loud,he did know how to deal with a problem better than she did.

She walk down the hallway and could help it,she looked back at Jae and stopped once they hit the elevator. She pushed the button and looked at him. She knew not talking wouldn' help anything,besides she liked talking to him for some reason and seeing him again was like seeing an old friend.She cleared her throat and messed with her nimble finger nails,watching her silver nail polish chip off. "So,how have you been? I mean how are things with your girlfriend and school and all that." Anyone could hear how hard it was for her to say the dreaded word,girlfriend. she never had to ask him that seeing she was his girlfriend,but that was the past and if to make things less awkward between them meant talking about his gorgous girlfriend and beond fabulous life,then so be it. she couldn't help but feel jelous of his life,he had everything she dreamed of. Parents who loved him,a sister who adored him,and as far as she knew a girlfriend who was a hell a lot prettier than she ever could be, At least how she saw it. Honestly she knew Jae didn't care about her,she knew that or if he did then he wouldn't have left her the way he did. she wasn't looking for a wedding purposal or anything,just someone who gave her the love and care he parents took away from her.

Translation-Damn Idiot