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You turned in bed from side to side holding your stomach. Your periods had started earlier that morning. They didn't normally hurt but for some reason they were giving you a lot of pain.
“What’s wrong with you?” Chanyeol said turning on the room’s light. “I can hear you moan, from the hallway.
“When did you get here?” you asked him, turning around.
“A minute ago,” he said taking of his shirt. He buried his head in the closet looking for another shirt to wear.
“My periods started this morning,” you said clenching your tummy.
“Ahhh!! No wonder,” he said with a cheeky smile as he slipped in bed besides you. “Do you want me to rub it for you?”
“Aish no!,” you pushed his hand away. He was smiling but something seemed to be missing. There was something he wanted to tell you but was holding it back. You scrutinized his face for a good minute before you gave into your curiosity and finally asked.
“What’s wrong?”
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“You don’t seem like yourself today.”
“Myself?,” he shrugged his shoulders. “I’m always myself.”
“Oppa, tell me!,” you pouted.
“Umma, is coming next week,” he said after a long pause.
“Whaaaa!,” you gasped but then quickly realized that there was nothing to worry about. He’d told his mother about you, or at least he said that he did. “So what’s there to worry about. You did tell her about me, right?”
“Huh! Aaaa yeah!,” he said and turned around to avoid your questioning looks.
“Oppa!” you placed a hand on his shoulder, sensing that something was wrong. He turned around and held your hand.
“_______, is it okay if you move into one of your friend’s apartment for a week?” he asked.
“What?” you snapped. “Why?”
“Umma, wouldn’t like seeing you here.”
“Why?”
“Becauseeeee…,”
You raised your eyebrows, waiting for him to finish his statement but he never did.
“Wait, did you even tell her about me?” you asked. He couldn’t lie to you again. Instead of saying anything, he looked away. You pulled your hand out of his and turned around. A sudden rush of anger took over you. A year and a half into the relationship and he still didn’t have the guts to tell his mother.
“_________, please don’t be mad.” He put his hand on your shoulder. You shrugged it away.
“I’ll tell her soon.”
“That’s what you said last time too.”
“I promise this time.”
“That too!”
Chanyeol sighed and remained quiet but he still had to figure out a way to make you leave for a week.
“So will you go,” he asked. The anger that was boiling up inside of you erupted. Instead of yelling, you got out of bed. You walked to your closet, took out a bad and began filling it up with cloths.
“Oh Gosh! Don’t go now!,” he said, getting out of bed.
“Just stop Chanyeol!, Just..,” you lifted your hand to stop him.
“Come and get me when you get done with all this,” you said with disgust, before leaving the room. He wanted to stop you but he thought it better to not. There were other things he needed to prepare before his mother came.
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I t had been four days and Chanyeol hadn’t contacted you for once. No messages, no calls. He didn’t pick up his phone when you called, either. You were never the patient type. Instead of thinking about the situation more calmly you decided to do something really stupid..
You knew Chanyeol had schedules in the morning. It was perfect for the plan you were going to carry out.
You knocked on his apartment door. After a while you heard soft footsteps towards the door. You were anticipating the moment his mother, opened to door.
“Annyeonghasaeyo,” you greeted her with a big smile. She gave you a confused look but greeted back.
“Is Chanyeol here,” you asked, knowing what her answer was going to be.
“Aniyo, but who are you?” she asked.
“Oh he didn’t already tell you?” you said with a serious face but inside you were laughing. “Well, I’m his girl friend.”
Her expression changed. Her eyes widened with surprise and her face turned bright red.
“Now, can I please come in? I need to get some of my stuff that I left here.” You walked into his room and began fiddling for stuff in the drawers. She followed close behind.
“You live here?” she asked.
“Ye, we live together,” you said calmly. “Ok I think that’s everything I need. I’ll move back in soon so I don’t think I need all the stuff.” She looked at you from bottom up. Her looks seemed threatening. You thought it better to leave. Your work there was done.
“I should leave. Annyeonhee Gaesayeo,” you said and quickly left.
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You smiled upon hearing the loud banging on the door. ‘It’s about time..’ you thought as you walked to the door. As soon as you opened it, Chanyeol grabbed you by the wrist and dragged you into the room.
“What is wrong with you?” he yelled.
“What’s wrong with me?” What’s wrong with you?” you yelled back.
“Do you have any idea what you’ve done?”
“I did you a favor. Now you won’t have to worry about telling her.”
“Did me a favor? Do you have any idea how mad she is right now? ______________, how could you be so stupid?”
“I’m the one being stupid?” you asked. “I just want to be treated right.”
“Have I ever treated you wrong?”
“Yes you have,” you yelled back and pushed him. Chanyeol raised his hand and slapped you across the face. He’d tried hard to remain calm but you really had crossed your line and you failed to realize that.
Tears started coming out of your eyes as you held your cheek.
“I hate you,” you said and ran into the corner of the room. Chanyeol stood in the corner, trying to calm himself. Guilt soon took over his emotions. He looked up at you. You were curled up, with your head buried in your hands. Your soft sniffles were running like a knife through his heart.
He came and sat beside you, trying to form the right words in his head.
“___________ah, I’m sorry,” he said trying to pull you into a hug. You struggled but finally gave in.
“I shouldn’t have hit you. I’m really sorry,” he said.
“I hate you,” you said hitting him on the chest.
“I love you,” he said and kissed you on the temple. You were just as guilty for what you’d done earlier that day. You knew you had to apologize too.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know what happened to me. I can’t believe I was being so childish.” You pulled away and looked at him. If it was any other guy, they would have left you that instant but this was Chanyeol. He loved you and he cared about you. No matter how stupid you acted. You began to hate yourself for what you’d done. “I’m so sorry for screwing this up. I really am so stupid.
“Don’t say that,” he said and kissed you again.
“But..”
“Shhh..” he shook his head, placing one of his fingers on your lips.
“What’s going to happen now?” you asked.
“I need some time to convince her.”
“Take all your time. I’m not going to rush you anymore.”
“Thank you.” A faint smile appeared on his face. He seemed distressed but he was pulling himself together.
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I didn’t want to add more to this because that would be too cheesy so here it is! :) I hope you guys like it.
Ummm you can request by the end of this week! :) I think I will be done with my request list by then :)

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Hey hun,
Why do I have a feeling that you actually are the writer of waeeoppar ?? but then again who am I to judge. YOU NEED TO STOP saying that ijustlovebeastk is stealing scenarios! It’s certainly NOT funny! PLAGIARISM is a crime in case you didn’t know that.
And next time when you send a message at least use proper grammar and spelling. If there’s one thing a scenario writer is proud of is their writing skills and looking at the message you’ve sent me, it’s pretty sad to see that you’re not doing a great job at that.
So once again, stop before you get reported.
Check it out guys! ^^
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People these days! *sighs* ! —-> Hopefully she will stop because this is just mean!

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*blush blush* ———-> *tears*
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Awwww so you were the anon who requested it :) I am so glad you liked it :) <3 <3 It’s alright, afterall who doesnt love hearts ?? lol
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<3 <3 awww! Thank you!
[I love LAY too] XD

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<3 Awww!! yep that’s exactly how I wanted it to be! :) I like it just the way it is :)
<3

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awww thank you anon! :) Yeah I know what you mean! I just made up an ending in my head for myself ! lol! you should do that too ;)
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Aaaaa!! but don’t you guys like how it ended mysteriously!! lol! .. just imagine in your head they ended up together 50 years later! haha <3 <3

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Oh sighs! lol but i like the ending the way it is! don’t you too?? haha <3

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“_________ ah, are you going to come to my birthday party or not?” Your friend asked with a slight hint of irritation. She’d already asked you this question a bunch of times before. You didn’t like social gatherings, especially the ones your friend went too. Her dad was really rich so the parties she went to were high class. She always invited you but you turned her down because you felt like you won’t be able to fit in. This time was different however since it was her boyfriend’s masked birthday party.
“_________!” she shook you this time.
“Huhnhh! Umm yeah okay. I’ll come.” The very next second you found yourself wrapped tightly in Eunsol’s arms.
“Oh the things I do for you,” you said making a funny face.
“Saranghae!” she said excitedly.
“Saranghae!” you mumbled back.
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“I still don’t understand why he’s having such a big birthday party? When I have a birthday party I go to a small bubble tea shop with a friend,” you said making a face.
“Oh Shhhh! Don’t let him hear you. A lot of ‘cool’ people are here so try to mingle with them,” Eunsol nagged you.
“Aish,” you made a face while putting on the mask.
You were glad it was a masked birthday party. That way nobody would be able to see your face and you wouldn’t be as nervous as you usually are. Most girls brought dates. They were having fun on the dance floor while you stood in the corner playing with your drink. You sipped some but immediately threw it back in the glass. It was disgusting. You looked around to make sure no one saw you. Everybody was busy in their own world. Nobody would care to look at a random girl standing in the corner minding her own business.
You’d started to regret the idea of coming to the party. Being amongst so many people, you were still lonely. A cold breeze of air touched your bear arms. ‘Ahh a balcony,’ you thought looking at the open door. Squeezing through the crowd you somehow made it outside. It was chilly but at the time anything was better than staying inside and humiliating yourself.
The dark sky was lit with beautiful stars. It looked beautiful. You didn’t smile that often but looking at the glittery dark sheet always cheered you up. Memories of your childhood started coming back to you. Your dad would take you to the rooftop. He would lift your hand up and then draw patterns, connecting the stars. He would then tell you fairytales about princesses. You always wondered when your prince charming was going to come and sweep you off your feet. You missed your daddy. Your only wish on every 11:11, every shooting star, every eye lash that fell on your cheek, was for him to come back. Tears started forming in your eyes but you quickly wiped them away.
“It’s not nice for a pretty girl to be crying at a party like this one,” somebody suddenly came besides you and said. You calmed your nerves and turned sideways to see who it was. He wasn’t looking at you. He was looking up at the sky, just like you were a little while back. His skin looked beautiful in the dim light and the dimple on his cheek was killing you on the inside. You were a sucker for dimples.
“I’m not crying,” you mumbled.
“It’s okay. You don’t have to lie to me,” he said. You looked back at him. He seemed to speak without any emotions.
“Were you thinking about someone?” he asked. You shook your head. He turned his face towards you for a brief second then looked away.
“Every time I look at the stars I think about the person I loved dearly,” he began. Your heart sank for a second. You wanted to know who it was but asking him would be weird. You barely knew him.
“Who was it?” you asked hesitantly.
“My childhood friend,” he said and then paused. “We loved each other.. a lot until..”
“Until?” you asked.
“Until.. … aaaa..” his voice chocked. “Do you want to dance?” he changed the topic immediately.
“What?” you whispered at the sudden question.
“Ye. Come on..” he offered you his hand. You felt like some sort of a force was pulling you towards him. You took his hand and followed him inside. Your favorite song ‘Seven years of love’ was playing. He placed one hand around your waist and held your hand in the other.
“I don’t know how to dance,” you said meekly.
“I’ll teach you,” he pushed you back as you twirled then he pulled you close once again. His eyes looked beautiful as they stared into yours. You couldn’t help but look at the slight dip next to his smooth lips. Was he even real? You asked yourself. You wanted to see the face behind the mask.
You heard him chuckle.
“What?” you asked. He shook his head, keeping the faint smile on his face.
“What?” you asked again.
“It’s the way you’re looking at me,” he said. Your face turned red and your hands started shaking. You’d never failed to embarrass yourself.
“Mianhe,” you said looking away.
“Don’t be nervous,” he said squeezing your hands to let them relax. “You’re doing great.”
The song was coming to an end. He was going to leave soon. You didn’t want him too. You wanted him to stay. You wanted to know more about him.
“You didn’t tell me what happened to her?” you asked. His smile disappeared and his skin grew pale.
“I’m sor..” you began to say but he cut you.
“She died in a car accident.” You looked up instantly. You were having difficulty registering the words in your head.
“What?” you gasped. He leaned in and gave you a light peck on the cheek. The song ended, and his hands slowly slipped out of yours. You stood there as if struck by lightning. Before you knew it, his figure faded into the crowd.
“Wait..” you whispered but it was too late. He was gone. How could it be that a guy as charming as him went through so much in life? You felt a tinge of pain in your heart. You didn’t know when you got pushed off of the dance floor by the crowd. You were now standing in the corner, your eyes wandering from side to side, trying to look for him. Your brain kept telling you that whatever happened wasn’t real but your heart kept poking you to go look for him.
As always you listened to your brain. It would be stupid to go after him. The brief encounter you’d had with him was beautiful enough. You wanted to remember it just as it was. Maybe that’s how it was meant to be. Nothing more, nothing less. You sighed and looked once more at the keyed up crowd and then turned around shaking your head.
You were going to remember that night forever…
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One month later..
The mall wasn’t as crowded as it usually was on Sunday mornings. You walked, deeply engulfed in your thoughts. Somebody suddenly bumped into you.
“Oh I’m sorry,” the guy held you for a second before moving on again. You brushed the hair off of your face quickly in response to the familiar fragrance. It was quick enough for you to catch a glimpse of the slight dip next to his lips. You knew it was him. It had to be. The bags you had in your hand dropped, as you stood their staring at him fading into the pool of people once again. Just like a month ago, your heart poked you to go after him. Stop him. You took a step.. but then shook your head and turned around. A smile appeared on your face as a line ran through your head, ‘Leave it the way it is…’
Lay turned around and saw you walking. A voice in the back of his head kept telling him that you were the one. You were the girl from the party. He hit the back of his head as a smile appeared on his face. He too turned around shaking his head and continued walking. He was also going to ‘Leave it the way it was..’
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Oh my shucks!!! Yixing feelings all over the place! Somebody get me a bucket so I don’t drown in my own tears! Lol jkjkjk! I just love Lay so much ! hahah :)
* Thank you for the personal note. I <3 you*
10 facts:
1. I smile a lot. To the point that people start to wonder if I ran away from a mental hospital.
2. I get nervous talking to Asian guys. [Go figure]
3. I always listen to the same songs in the same order when I’m writing my scenarios.
4. I love to read. It’s like I’m eating the book.
5. I rarely ever dress up.
6. I LOVE CHOCOLATES but I tell myself I hate them so I won’t eat as much.
7. I H.A.T.E romantic stuff. I find it very icky. [you guys can imagine how I feel while writing scenarios]
8. I am crazy enough to take the same roller coaster 20 times.. and I AM NOT KIDDING. I am dead serious.
9. I’m a hardcore believer of a collectivist society rather than an individualistic society. [even though I live in one]
10. I die a little on the inside every time I watch something related to a kpop band that I really love. It makes me happy but sad at the same time.
Yep that’s me ^^

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