Emile mengagumi ketampanan anak baru yang ia temui di taman sekolah.Pria tampan itu bernama Elthar, yang memiliki sifat pendiam dan tenang. Namun, siapa sangka.. dibalik ketenangan nya itu Elthar memiliki kemampuan yang diluar nalar manusia. Elthar mampu melihat kematian seseorang di dalam mimpi nya setiap hari-hari tertentu. 

Setiap Elthar terbangun dari mimpi nya, ia selalu mendapatkan luka sayatan di bagian punggung belakang. Dan ia menuliskan nama seseorang yang berada dalam mimpinya menggunakan kertas putih dan darah dari bekas luka sayatan tersebut.

Suatu hari.. Elthar tidak melihat kematian siapapun di dalam mimpinya. Ia hanya melihat kesedihan dan tangisan di dalam mimpinya kala itu.

Bagaimana kisah Emile dan Elthar ? Nantikan kisah nya dalam Black Paper.

Not long after posting on Weibo, his phone rang. Without looking, Lin Fan already knew who it was. Who else could it be besides Wang Ming Yang?
"What is it? Have you seen my Weibo post?" Lin Fan asked with a chuckle.
Wang Ming Yang was clearly thrilled. "I saw it. Of course I saw it. If I didn't see it, I wouldn't be a good brother!"
"I know what you want. Alright, I'll give you my word now. I'll have the songs ready by tomorrow," said Lin Fan. This was just an easy task to him.
His English wasn't good indeed. However, he didn't have to write the songs himself. There were a lot of songs in the Encyclopedia. It would be a waste not to use them.
Wang Ming Yang said in shock, "Is this for real? Isn't that too fast?"
Lin Fan laughed. "It's not fast at all. It's just a simple task. Just come over to my shop tomorrow to get the songs from me. Tell Huan Yue to work hard. Her placing in the competition isn't important. What's important is that she participates."
"Brother, what you're saying doesn't sound truthful. If you write the songs yourself, how could she not get a good placing?" Wang Ming Yang chuckled. He felt that his brother was being too modest. He clearly wanted to see Wu Huan Yue get the prize.
Lin Fan said helplessly, "You can't say that she'll get a prize just because I'm writing the songs. It still depends on circumstances. Alright, let's end the call here. I have to think about what songs to right."
"I shan't disturb you then."
With Lin Fan facing such an important task, Wang Ming Yang definitely didn't want to disturb his brother. Hence, he hung up the call.
After he hung up, Wang Ming Yang immediately called Wu Huan Yue to let her know about the situation.
Wu Huan Yue had already seen Brother Lin's Weibo post. At that moment, when she got the call from Chief Wang, she was lost for words for a moment. She felt that the pressure was immense, but she had no lack of confidence. No matter what, she had to put in all she had.
In the office.
Wang Ming Yang was smiling to himself. He was just that delighted. Then, he thought about Zheng Ya and couldn't wait to have his vengeance.
Cloud Street!
Wu You Lan stood behind Lin Fan. "Brother Lin, are you going to write the songs?"
Lin Fan found a paper and a pen. Then, he placed them on the table and sank into deep thought.
"Brother Lin, actually, there's no need to rush. Writing songs has to be taken slowly," said Wu You Lan.
Lin Fan shook his head. "No, I'm thinking about which song to use. Let me think on my own for a while."
Wu You Lan looked at Lin Fan with a blank look before walking to the side.
Fraud Tian shook his head and sighed. "Sigh. He even has to show off in front of his own people. These days are hard for us. We really have to give in to him."
Lin Fan sat there and browsed through the large number of songs in the Encyclopedia. For a moment, he was dazed.
He really didn't understand English. He didn't even understand the song titles. Then, without thinking too much, he went ahead.
"Because of You."
These were three English words that he could understand. They were very simple. At least he could still recognize those three words.
Because of you.
He started scribbling on the blank piece of paper. 
Then, he had started composing again. To other people, this was a very difficult job. But to him, it was way too simple. 
In fact, he saw on the Encyclopedia that it had topped the music charts for three different countries.
Although he didn't know what the lyrics meant, if it could top the charts, it definitely wouldn't be bad.
However, one song was definitely not enough. He had to get a few more.
"Yesterday Once More"
He really couldn't understand the song title this time. He didn't even know a single one of the three words. He only had a vague idea of the last word. But the good thing was that there was a Chinese translation of the title below.
He continued looking. All he had to do was raise his pen and blindly choose.
"Innocence"
This song title only consisted of one word, but he truly couldn't understand it. However, the translation was written below as well.
Although he had no idea what the heck the lyrics were about, it seemed pretty good based on the Encyclopedia's description, so he selected it.
He wrote down the lyrics. He wrote down the tune.
It was beautifully done.
Looking at the time, it had taken a total of twenty minutes.
Actually, he could have been even faster. However, he didn't want to make any errors while copying, so he had been extra careful.
Zhao Zhong Yang saw Lin Fan focused on writing the songs. He subtly said to his Internet buddies in the broadcast room, "Brother Lin is definitely in a tough spot. He just took a look at the time. He's definitely worried that time is passing too fast."
The Internet buddies in the broadcast room were commenting passionately.
"Sigh. Master Lin doesn't have to do this. Even if he doesn't write the song, I would still support him forever."
"That's right. Those online trolls are really annoying these days. It's as if they expect Master Lin to know everything. Is it an offence not to know how to write English songs?"
"You're right. Those songs that Master Lin wrote for Wu Huan Yue are my favourite. Hasn't he already proven enough?"
"That's right. Brother Yang, hurry up and cheer Master Lin up. Don't let him suffer under too much pressure."
"Sigh. It's really tough for Master Lin. He clearly doesn't understand English, but he's still forcing himself to do it. I've felt this feeling before as well. When you force yourself to do something you can't, it's a thousand times more painful than constipation.
At that moment, Lin Fan tossed his pen onto the table, leaned back and heaved a sigh.
Zhao Zhong Yang said, "Brother Lin, don't be in such a rush. Take it slow. Actually, if you really can't write the songs, it's fine too."
He was comforting Brother Lin. This was the first time he had seen Brother Lin so helpless. Usually, Brother Lin was always strong because he could do anything. However, they had always been by his side and could empathize with him very well.
"Rush? What are you talking about? You must be joking! Why wouldn't I be able to write the songs? I've already finished them. But that was way too tiring!" Lin Fan stretched his back and his neck. There were even cracking sounds when he did that.
"What?" When Zhao Zhong Yang heard that, he looked at Brother Lin in a daze as if he had seen a ghost. "Brother Lin, did you say that you've finished writing the songs?"
F*ck. That's way too unrealistic. It has only been such a short time. How could he have finished?
"Yeah. I've written three songs. This should be enough." Lin Fan smiled. It was all done and it had been done beautifully. There were no problems at all.
Zhao Zhong Yang was dumbfounded. His jaw dropped.
Wu You Lan was the same as well. She was dazed as well. It's only been such a short time and he said he has finished three songs. Is he trying to scare us to death?
Fraud Tian said in shock, "Kid, were you just scribbling blindly?"
Lin Fan picked up the piece of paper. "Are you joking? How could you say that? Even though I don't understand English, writing songs is not a problem."
At that moment, the netizens in the broadcast room completely erupted.
They had been watching the whole time and had only seen Master Lin writing for twenty minutes. Now that he said he had finished writing three songs, they could never believe him!


I am Lin Fan and I've become a jack of all trades just because of a powerful Encyclopedia. 
In the first ever competition organised for trolls, all the other contestants lost. The crowd exclaimed, "Brother, you're so good at trolling." 
Lin Fan replied, "But I've never been trolling..."

May 8, 2017.

8:30 AM.

My eyes were wide open, I was fully awake. I was laying on my back looking at the ceiling thinking about what happened before I slept. My thoughts were only focused on Jungkook's touch. A touch I really don't know, but, feels like it would be a magical one. What made me so sure of that, I don't know. I looked over the nightstand to see my phone buzzing with emails notifications. Being a freelance writer was crazy in its schedule. I took the phone with my left hand and opened the latest email. It was from my boss telling me that he liked the new article and informing me about a new one that its deadline in two weeks.

I took a deep breath, I felt little pressure was lifted out my chest. I feel more relaxed when I have enough time to write, yet I wasn't fully relaxed. I opened another app and searched for some songs to calm myself. I usually go for Sam Smith or any other artist with a smooth voice. I opened my favorite list of songs, scrolling down searching for the right song, but nothing clicked with my weird confused mood. I suddenly remember the video Lara was watching a couple of days ago. "It was Jungkook!" I thought my voice was inside my head but apparently, I said it out loud.

I opened another app to search for the video. I stopped before typing anything into the search bar. "What did she say…?" I closed my eyes tightly trying to remember if Lara said the name of the song. "Shit." she didn't say anything about the song, she just talked about how good Jungkook was.

"He was wearing a mask I think," I said to myself and typed a long-descriptive sentence explaining what was happening in the video without the actual name of the song, that I have zero clues what it could be. I hit the search icon, within seconds tens of videos were on the screen. The first one was very similar to what I saw Lara was watching. The video's title wasn't really helping. I chose the first one and paused it to read the description and some of the comments hoping anyone would have written anything useful.

"Wow, his voice must be so good to have all that amazed people," I said and smirked.
I scrolled up again and hit play. I put the phone on my stomach, I know the video has a masked person singing and nothing more. I reached for my black earphones, I put them on blocking the sound of the moving waves of the sea that was kind of loud in my room.

The music started slowly. "Romantic song…hmm." I looked at the screen one more time before closing my eyes. There was a small title with the name of the song written in English. "If you…What?" I felt a bit confused, Lara told me that they rarely sing a full English song.

I moved my thumb quickly exiting from the app to go to another one searching for the song's lyrics. I discovered that it was a Korean song with like some English words and the rest in Hangul. I searched for the translated version. I was scrolling the screen slowly; reading each word carefully. "It's beautiful…" I thought to myself.

I felt my heart softened by the great lyrics and went back to the video to finally hear his voice. I closed my eyes and put the phone on my stomach again. The music started. Slowly. Bar chimes sound. The angelic soft voice began to sing.

She is leaving, and I can't do anything

I opened my eyes so wide it slightly hurts. "Oh My God!" I said shockingly. Is that really him. This voice matches perfectly the image in my head or my heart. I don't know where exactly.

Love is leaving…like a fool I'm blankly standing here

"Oh…" I said and put both my hands above my chest.

I'm looking at her, getting further away

She becomes a small dot and then disappears

"Shit!" I looked at the ceiling completely freaking out by him.

Will this go away after time passes?

I remember the old times. I remember you

"How on earth someone could sound that good?" I couldn't stop myself from talking out loud.

If you… If you… If it's not too late, can't we get back together?

"It's not too late!"

If you… If you… If you're struggling like I am… Can't we make things a little easier

"I'm struggling too, I swear!" I felt my heart bouncing as if I just finished a marathon.

I should have treated you better when I had you

"Better than this! Oh god" I felt my whole body getting hotter by his soothing voice.

The song ended. As well as my sanity. I played the song again this time with my eyes closed and falling more in love with his voice.

My alarm made a cranky noise. The music was already loud in my ears, yet this old bastard was louder. I stopped the music and looked at the alarm on the nightstand. It was 10:30 AM. "Two hours passed already!" I didn't notice how fast time passed. I was busy that time listening to every song BTS did till this moment.

I couldn't believe how talented they are. I see Lara's point of loving Taehyung's voice in particular; very deep. I enjoyed listening to each one's voice but Jungkook was a whole other story. A voice that moves my heart and other parts of me. I stopped the noise coming from the alarm and took off the earphones. I had to get up and start my day, yet my mind was arguing me to stay in the bed all day and just listen to Jungkook.

I got up heading to the bathroom to take a shower; for some reason, I don't want to admit. "Taking many showers helps my skin to be more hydrated and smoother, I'm doing my body a favor," I said to myself in defending tone as if I'm trying to prove to myself that masturbating to Jungkook's voice and pictures is a normal thing to do.

[Well, it's not that weird right?] I head down the stairs after wearing a big sized black t-shirt with Batman yellow logo on and denim roll-up shorts, my hair was in a high ponytail that shows my waves perfectly. I went out to the garden to find Lara sitting alone near the table drinking coffee. "Good morning," I said and pulled a chair to sit.

"Good morning," Lara said and took a sip of her coffee.

I looked over the table it wasn't like its usual state; empty and had nothing on it but Lara's coffee and a bowl of fruits. "Where is our breakfast?"

"There isn't one."

"Why? Where is grandma?"

"She left you a paper on the kitchen table telling you that she will be at Melina's house," Lara said without looking at me.

"Why didn't she call?"

"She did actually but you didn't answer and then she called me because she was worried."

"Worried?" I said and took an apple to eat.

"She said she heard you talking around eight in the morning and she assumed you were awake." I shook my head without saying anything. Lara finally looked at me and smiled. "Which song did you like more?"

"What?" I said in the middle of chewing.

"I got up at 9:30 and heard you singing." I couldn't continue chewing. "You were singing really loud, and your voice was actually the reason I got up because you know your voice isn't that good, you kept singing for like ten minutes and then suddenly stopped," she stopped and took more sip then continued. "I went to your door to knock but what I heard stopped me," she said and narrowed her eyes. She kept looking into my eyes in a suspicious look. "I heard you saying something then moaned loud," Lara finally said and burst into laughter.

I coughed hard and felt like I was chocking. Lara got up and stood behind me and hit my back couple of times without breaking her laughter. "Don't die!" Lara said and her tears coming out of her eyes from her loud laughter.

I finally managed to control my breath. "You heard me!"

"I think the neighbors heard you," Lara said and wiped the joy tears.

"Shit!" I said and covered my face with my hands in an embarrassment.

"Well, it's good that your 21st birthday is in two days, so you can legally fuck whoever you want," Lara said and burst into another round of laughter. "I believe from your singing attempt earlier, you were imagining Jungkook, Am I right?" she said in her detective's voice breaking her laughter.

"No," I said and avoided her eyes.

"Yes," Lara said and laughed. "I never thought you would get attached to him that quick."

"It's your fault! If you didn't tell me about them, I wouldn't have been doing that!"

"I never told you to masturbate while imagining one of them, I understand how sexy they are, like for me Taehyung is so fucking handsome, but I do have a sex life so I'm not that desperate," Lara said calmly.

"I'm not desperate!"

"You are," she paused and looked right into my eyes. "Very desperate," she said and smirked.

"I'm not," I said and looked away, eating the rest of my apple. I am indeed very desperate. Desperate for one touch. Jungkook's touch.

[BTS 18+]
Rough Waves is a story of a young woman getting the chance to live her deepest desire through magical heirloom.

*This Fanfiction is written in Three Vol.*

Louie didn't went to Villa 7 that night but rather he and his friends Ethan and Kim went to one of his penthouse at the Pearl Drive Avenue, no one knows about this place except for his friends…. He called Harry and invited him to join them but he must not tell Sofia about it and where they are, Harry agreed. As he also got what Louie asked for….. The background information about the Vallini's and Vendari's. 

Ethan ordered food to their favorite Chinese restaurant and while waiting for the food, Kim opened Louie's laptop and search a good and relaxing music on the YouTube. Ethan and Kim gaze upon the title of the song sung by SWV….. But this time the rendition was by a male artist…. They connect the speakers on Louie's laptop and played the song "WEAK by SWV" but it was a male version... the two of them knew that this song best suits Louie….. "WEAK" by SWV (TFTI COVER)….
 
When Louie heard the song he smiled especially the lyrics of the song:

I don't know what it is that you've done to me
But it's caused me to act in such a crazy way
Whatever it is that you do when you do what you're doing
It's a feeling that I don't understand
'Cause my heart starts beating triple time
With thoughts of loving you on my mind
I can't figure out just what to do
When the cause and cure is you

And even he knew that Autumn may not love him yet back….. But also the lyrics of the songs:
I get so weak in the knees, I can hardly speak
I lose all control and something takes over me
In a daze and it's so amazing, it's not a phase
I want you to stay with me, by my side

Autumn makes him weak… weak enough that he can't imagine living his life without her… the song was especially made for him to her….. Autumn is the best medicine he wants to drink…. He recalled the time he kissed her…. Her lips tasted just like Luna…. He will fight for his love to Luna…. Even if it means war on the business side to Viscount Francois he will do it.

Harry didn't have the slightest idea of what is happening to Louie…. He also didn't know that his Moon and the woman that Louie likes right now is the same and she was Louie's' ex-wife….LUNA…. All he knew is that Louie wants to investigate about the owners of Villa 8 and about the Vallini's and Vendari's. Harry arrived at Louie's place at the Pearl Drive Avenue; he got the in his hands the folders which have the information of the owners of Villa 8. Harry can hear music coming from Louie's unit…. This was the first time he heard music coming out from his unit….. And it is a love song... Harry chuckled as he knocks on his door…. Ethan opened the door as he was also shock for what is happening to their friend.

What's wrong with him? He asked Ethan and Kim….. But both of them just shrugged their shoulders... Louie came back to his senses when he saw Harry; Harry come here my friend….. Louie called him; are you okay Louie? Harry ask him full of concern…. Why are you acting so strange? Is this all about Sofia? He ask him rapidly. Louie shook his head and chuckled for a while….. Harry I'm divorcing Sofia…. she fooled me... she fooled me for 5 years…. No… more than 5 years Harry…. Sofia fooled me for more than 5 years. Harry can feel that Louie is regretting something… he wants to ask more but he can also feel the pain inside his heart.

Louie I already got the information's about the owners of Villa 8…. the three men looks at Harry in unison, and for Harry he felt scared for they are all acting up so strange…. He just sighed and gave the documents to Louie….. Louie's hand trembles as he open the envelope. He gave priority to the person he was interested the most and read the file about her first:

Name: Autumn Jade Vallini
Age: 20
DOB: March 25, 2000
Address: City of Wise, Italy
Mobile No: 808-595-2453
Occupation: Chef de Patisserie 
Hobbies: Playing Saxophone, Violin, Piano and Cello
Father: Duke Lawrence Joaquin Vallini
Mother: Princess Jeuel Aurora Dragomir
Children; Winter Vallini and Dawn Vallini (twins)
Siblings: Dimitri Joseph Dragormir and Ryder Flynn Vallini
Special Skills: Painting, Drawing, Drag Racing, Archery, Shooting and Combat Fighting 

Autumn is not Luna, he uttered and enough for the other gentlemen to hear….. Why you said so? Kim ask him…. For 9 months I've been with Luna, even though it is not every day, Luna doesn't have any special skills nor doesn't she know how to cook nor bake….. Louie blurted out. Have you forgotten what the Wu triplets said to you? Ethan told him….. You've never opened you heart, mind and eyes to see what Luna is capable of…. And so are we….. We only believe on what Sofia told us about her. Harry was just listening to them….. Harry didn't met Luna that's why he can't give any speculations nor any thoughts about her. 

Louie kept the documents about Autumn and the rest of the documents to himself….. Are you not going to read the other documents? Harry ask him….. Louie shook his head….. I only need the information about her he replied to Harry. You must read the next one and I'm sure you will be interested more about her, Harry told him….. Louie immediately flips the next page and read the information. 

As Louie flips the next page his eyes were in shocked as he read the contents of it, he can't believe that Autumn who looks like Luna is not an ordinary royalty nor a person… does he need a good back up if he wants to win her…. He slump on the sofa near him as he couldn't take another glance to the information he was holding right now. Ethan grabs the documents and read it loud:

"Autumn Jade Vallini age 20 was bound to be married to one of her four knights of City of Wise, Italy. It is to strengthen the City of Wise power and to continue the blood line of each families".

1st Knight
Name: Viscount Francois Andrei Vendari
Age: 25
DOB: October 06
Height: 6'5"
Blood Type: A+
Address: City of Wise, Italy
Mobile No: 
Occupation: CEO/President
Companies: Blue Moon Fashion Industries
  Moon Arts and Gallery
  Le Café de Moon
Hobbies: Playing Piano, Cooking and Drag Racing
Father: Viscount Christian Vendari
Mother: Duchess Anastasia Belikov
Siblings: Lady Scarlet Anne Vendari (twin sister, 5 seconds)
Special Skills: aikido, diving, horseback riding and drag racing
Native language: Italian and English
Foreign languages spoken: Japanese, Greek, Arabic, Spanish and French
Organization: HADES ORGANIZATION 

He is known as the King of Business Territory in City of Wise. 

2nd Knight
Name: Prince Alexei Voronov
Age: 26
DOB: August 31
Height: 6'4 1/2"
Blood Type: B+
Address: Russia
Mobile No: 
Occupation: Doctor (Cardiologist, Surgeon)
  Chemist and Pharmacist
Companies: Mt. Olympus Hospital; City of Wise, Italy
Hobbies: playing with plants, singing
Father: Prince Stephen Voronov
Mother: Countess Helen Rose 
Siblings: Princess Isabele Voronov
Special Skills: Medicinal Drug Making
Native language: Russian and English
Foreign languages spoken: German, Italian, Chinese and Filipino
Organization: HADES ORGANIZATION 

He is known as one of the greatest doctors at Mt. Olympus Hospital; City of Wise, Italy. 

3rd Knight
Name: Duke Marco Manzini
Age: 26
DOB: October 26
Height: 6'5" 1/2"
Blood Type: AB+
Address: Italy
Mobile No: 
Occupation: Executive Chef
Companies: Le Luna Ristorante; City of Wise, Italy
Hobbies: Baking, Cooking, Playing the Saxophone
Father: Duke Rainer Manzini
Mother: Countess Grace Vendari
Siblings: Lady Amber Clarisse Manzini
Special Skills: 
Native language: Italian and English
Foreign languages spoken: German, Italian, Chinese and Russian
Organization: HADES ORGANIZATION 

He is known as the most eligible bachelor at City of Wise, cousin of the Vendari twins.  

4th Knight
Name: Prince Xavier di Lucchesi
Age: 27
DOB: December 26
Height: 6'2" 1/2"
Blood Type: AB+
Address: Italy
Mobile No: 
Occupation: 
Companies: 
Hobbies: Target Shooting, 
Father: Prince Timothy di Lucchesi
Mother: Duchess Clarisse Marie Voronov
Siblings: Lady Rosela di Luchessi
Special Skills: 
Native language: Italian and English
Foreign languages spoken: German, Italian, French and Russian
Organization: HADES ORGANIZATION 

A very mysterious Prince and also considered as the most eligible bachelor and ruthless at City of Wise. 

Ethan was dumbfounded as he finishes reading the information about Lady Autumns betrothed with, and it is not only one but four great men.  Ethan felt sorry for his friend as he can sense his depression right now….. They only met the Viscount and as they view on what king of personality the Viscount have….. He was a very strong opponent…. 

"Louie, the other information's are classified, and this are only the things that my organization can gather." Harry told his friend. And it also seems that it is manipulated by someone he added….

"What about Lady Autumn's brothers, did you get any information about them"? Kim ask Harry…. Harry shook his head….."Even the information about their parents and the siblings of the 4 knights are classified." Harry explained to them….. 

"There are so many questions but we only have few that are answered….. I need to be patient to know her more…." Louie murmured and only Ethan could hear it….

On a cold winters night the only sound of a violin playing a very popular song. The servants knew that the Madam of the house is lonely again. It's Christmas and yet their master is having fun with his mistress... 

This will be the day you will regret everything, Louie Chen... You, your family and my family, 
will regret it... And when that day comes I'm no longer the person you have met... 

The documents have been signed and it is already on the nightstand table; the divorce papers; the agreement documents that he can't take anything from her whether it is a living or non-living thing. The only treasures that she has are her violin, flute, the necklace with infinity pendant that her grandfather gave to her, and her sketchbooks.

She doesn't want anything from him, and his family. She will leave everything that he bought for her..... From clothes, shoes to pieces of jewelry... She doesn't want any alimony. 

All the servants help her packed her things; even though she only got 2 bags. She gave them a simple gift from her as they become her family even though it is not blood-related. 

At exactly midnight Luna left the Chen Mansion... She hailed a taxi and went directly to a train station. She will be going to City F; from there she will start her new life.

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"Oh yeah! Mengqi, I love you so much! " Zhao Dahu gave Liang Mengqi a big thumbs up.
"Look at you, you slut! You said to clean up, hurry up and clean up the dining table!" Liang Mengqi rolled his eyes and said.
"Understood!" Zhao Dahu saluted and went to clean up the table complacently.

If this had happened in the past, he would never have imagined that one day he would have to clean up after eating in the dining hall. However, the key point was that he was actually so happy and excited!
"What a little slut." Yu Qingqing glanced at Zhao Dahu and scolded him with a smile.
Qing Qing, let's go take a look at the boss's kitchen. He told me that in the future, not only are there Egg Fried Rice, there will be more delicious food. When we go shopping in a while, we can't just buy electric cookers. Liang Mengqi said as he pulled Yu Qingqing towards the kitchen.
"That's right, that's right. Let's go take a look."
Yu Qingqing and Liang Mengqi went into the kitchen to take a look.
"The frying pan is a bit small."


"Yes, it's small, and one is not enough. Aren't there two stoves? Let's throw this wok away and buy two big ones. "
"And electric cookers."
"Yes, the most important thing is the electric cooker."
"There's also a steamer. How much food can be steamed in such a small amount?" "No, I have to change it."

"Change the oven too."
"Are we going to buy some special tableware as well? Every time we use paper cups, paper plates and disposable chopsticks, spoons, we feel awkward. "

"You're right. Buy one set each time. At worst, we can just clean up our own dishes in the future!"
"…"
The two stayed in the kitchen for a while, until Zhao Dahu finished tidying up the table and threw the trash out. After that, he walked to the kitchen and looked at the kitchen utensils on the counter.
"Throw it away!"

The two ladies spoke without turning their heads.
Zhao Dahu immediately reacted and joined the battle.
The three of them took these brand-new electric cookers, ovens and other utensils and … He threw it outside by the trash can.

It looked like the staff who were cleaning up the trash would be able to reap some rewards today.
...
At the same time, at Xue Qian's house.
"Aiya, why hasn't there been a reply yet?"
Li Fan's notebook showed his mailbox. He pressed his left finger on the F5 refresh button and refreshed it every ten seconds, waiting for Han Yang's reply.
"Don't worry, it's normal not to be here during the day. We'll check the news later." Xue Qian was lying on the sofa and reading the lyrics. Seeing Li Fan's appearance, he shook his head.
This guy, he was so excited when he saw a good song. He refreshed his mailbox for two hours in front of his computer, expecting Han Yang to answer.

"Now that you have something to do, you can study the song. As for me, I'm in a hurry to finish discussing this song!" Li Fan wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

However, this was bound to be a useless action, because Zhang Han did not have the habit of using Penguin Software everyday. In fact, he had not done it even once a few years ago.
...
Two hours later, Zhang Han walked down in an orderly fashion while carrying Mengmeng.

When Zhang Han saw that all of the kitchens had been changed to large cooking utensils, he could not help but pause for a moment.

"You guys … really bought a lot?" Zhang Han said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"Of course, Boss. Since you've given me the chance, of course we should cherish it, hehe." Liang Mengqi laughed and said: "Boss, I saw that there is a space on the left side of the tableware cabinet, so we placed all three of us inside. The tableware is covered with names, we will use the normal tableware, and then we will go back and wash the dishes ourselves."
"Yes." Zhang Han nodded slightly.
"Mengmeng, Mengmeng also needs to wash the dishes himself." Mengmeng said with her childish voice.

"Mengmeng is the Little Princess." Zhang Han's expression turned serious, and said: "You don't have to do this kind of thing any time; you just have to properly enjoy life with daddy."
"Ugh …" "Okay." Mengmeng cutely nodded her head.

"Eh? "Boss, where are you going?" Liang Mengqi asked curiously when he saw Zhang Han walking out.

"Go out and come back in two or three hours." Zhang Han said as he looked at them.

Liang Mengqi was using his phone to watch TV while Yu Qingqing and Zhao Dahu were playing games in the dark. From the looks of it, they were planning to spend the afternoon in the dining hall.
"Bring me?" I don't want to be a light bulb here either. " Liang Mengqi's eyes lit up.

"Pfft, what electric light bulb?" Yu Qingqing stared blankly at her, and said sinisterly: "I think that some talents have impure goals and want to follow along."
"My bad friend!" Liang Mengqi let out a light snort, and did not turn back as he looked at Zhang Han with some anticipation.
"Then come." Zhang Han nodded and walked out.
He planned to go to the Mount New Moon to harvest some wheat. After all, he couldn't possibly give Mengmeng rice every day.
Furthermore, the vegetables that he had grown should be ripe by now. Zhang Han planned to make two regular dishes for Mengmeng to eat tonight.
"Where are we going?" Liang Mengqi and Mengmeng sat in the back seat, and when the car started, Liang Mengqi could not help but ask.
"Mount New Moon." Zhang Han replied.

"Oh." Liang Mengqi nodded.
She did not continue asking, but Mengmeng could not help but flaunt his skills:
"Little, little big sister, Mount New Moon is... The PaPa gave Mengmeng a paradise. "
"Yeah." Liang Mengqi smiled, the dimples on her face made her smile look very sweet, and she laughed: "Then Mount New Moon must be very beautiful?"
"It's nice to look at, but it's really pretty. Mount New Moon has it... There were many dogs, a large tree, many small houses, water, flowers, grass, cattle, sheep, pigs, chickens, ducks, geese, and … PaPa, what else is there? " Mengmeng thought about the area where they grew rice. He wanted to express but he didn't know what to say, so he could only seek help from the PaPa.

"And ponds, and crops and vegetables." Zhang Han added with a smile.

"Wow, according to Mengmeng, that place is truly a paradise." Liang Mengqi felt that this was great!


Yes, her heart had already used the word 'greatness' to describe it. With so many things, just thinking about it would be quite troublesome.
"But she's beautiful." Mengmeng said with a proud and childish voice.
However, if they couldn't see it with their own eyes, they would definitely not know the beauty of the Mount New Moon.
When Liang Mengqi reached the Mount New Moon.
"This …"
Liang Mengqi was stunned.

"This... This is truly a paradise! "
"Boss, how did you build this place?" Isn't it too beautiful? "
"It feels like even the air is fragrant. This is unbelievable."
"Oh my god, this..." A rose? "This …"
Zhang Han had already anticipated Liang Mengqi's performance, so as she walked towards the back of the mountain, she kept chattering and sighing.

As for the Little Princess who was in Zhang Han's embrace, her expression revealed pride and pride.

The Mount New Moon was specially made for Mengmeng.
"So many dogs?" When Liang Mengqi saw the dozens of dogs playing in the grass, his eyes turned green.

Many people liked furry pets like cats and dogs, but there weren't many that were raised. After all, pets would lose their fur, and going to the toilet in the house was very troublesome.
Although he could clean up, the house would have a bad smell after a long time. This situation could only be improved when the dog was older. They knew that they couldn't use the toilet in the house before going to look for their owner.


If all the pets were like the ones that Zhang Han had, without any germs or odors, and still hadn't shed hair, then the number of pets would probably skyrocket.
When Lil 'Black saw that Zhang had arrived, it ran over aggressively. When Lil' Black saw that there was an outsider present, it subconsciously wanted to act cool.
"Ow..." "Hum?"
Just as it was about to call out, it saw that it was a girl, Xiao Hei unexpectedly spoke out in confusion, its eyes staring straight at Zhang Han and Liang Mengqi, not knowing what was going on.

Could it be that the beauty from before wasn't the mistress?
Why did another beauty come in a few days? It was so chaotic.
"Is this an iron-clad golden dog? "She's so beautiful." Liang Mengqi exclaimed.
"No, no, no. It's called Little Black. It's the Ironbag Golden Emperor Dog." Mengmeng corrected himself.
"Oh, hello, Little Black." Liang Mengqi smiled and greeted her.

"Awoo, awoo …" Blacky responded in a gentle manner.

"You guys stay here for a while, I'm going to work." Zhang Han said as he walked towards wheat with the sickle in hand.

Liang Mengqi had initially looked at Mengmeng and Little Black playing, but when she saw Little Black's fangs, she felt a little fearful and apprehensive. She did not expect that Little Black would actually be so obedient when facing Mengmeng.

However, Liang Mengqi was still a little confused when he saw that Little Black's fur would often stick close to his face.

After playing for an hour, Zhang Han finished harvesting half of the wheat field and stopped to trap the wheat in bundles.

At this time, Liang Mengqi walked over and asked curiously:
"Boss, Mengmeng is a little too close to the dog. She's still young, so her immunity is not high, she shouldn't …"
Before Liang Mengqi could finish speaking, Zhang Han shook his head and interrupted him: "It's alright, the pets here don't have those germs."
"Eh …" Liang Mengqi's expression froze. Although she could not believe it in her heart, she did not say anything else. Her gaze carefully sized up the surrounding crops, and said with a face full of praise:
"You really planted so many things, Mengmeng is so happy."
"You grow it yourself, only then will you be able to eat well." Zhang Han got a piece of wheat as he spoke and walked to the vegetable area. He picked some beans, dug up a few potatoes, and picked two tomatoes and a few eggplants.

"Wow, do we have other delicacies for dinner?" Liang Mengqi couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva when he saw Zhang Han's actions and the sound of Egg Fried Rice.

"It's Mengmeng and I." Zhang Han replied indifferently.
"Huh?" Liang Mengqi was startled at first, but after that he grinded his teeth in anger and snorted loudly.
Arriving at the foot of the mountain, Liang Mengqi and Mengmeng waited in the car. Zhang Han walked back and forth a few times before he finally took down the wheat.
"Mengmeng, I really envy you for having such an outstanding father."

Before entering the room, Liang Mengqi could not help but sigh once more.

Zhang Han returned back to earth from the cultivation world and became a stay-home dad. Rebuild mountain, open restaurant, write some songs, flirt with his own child’s mom……Stay tuned and watch how cultivator stay-home dad Zhang Han plays the city around in his palm.

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After he finishes drinking her blood, he buries his head on her neck and sighs deeply. "I want to have sex with you right now."
Sumire laughs softly. "Did Atsuro give you a warning?" 
A scowl appears on his face. "If you ask me. He's doing it on purpose."
 
"Perhaps. But we ought to listen to him." she trails off and smiles softly. "Yuhi, right now, I still have many hesitations. I said it in the letter, right?"
"I know. You don't have to worry about anything. I know things won't return to normal, and you're still afraid to touch me. But one thing that's certain now is that you love me, right?"
"Yes, I love you."
"If you say it so easily, it becomes questionable.."
 
"It's difficult for me, even though my feelings have only grown stronger since then." Sumire caresses his black locks and sighs in content. "Yuhi, why do I love you so much? Even now, I can't explain it well."
 
Yuhi pulls her into his arms. "Yeah, the same goes for me. I don't think we will ever be able to explain it well. But that's fine; for the two of us, we've never had to verbally explain our feelings. Through our music, through our actions and gestures. We've always been able to convey it that way. I know it must still be painful for you to sing. Because it's the same as telling me you love me." 
"Yuhi, you understood...."
"Not right away, I'll admit that much. Hey Sumire, do you hate singing?"
Sumire shook her head. "I don't. But it is quite scary. If I sing, the only emotions that come out are my feelings for you. In the past, I didn't think about it too much. I was glad; if everyone could hear my feelings for you, I'd be more relieved. Because it would mean nobody would think of taking you away from me. But that was wrong of me. Even those beautiful emotions slowly started to become clouded. That's not how I should have expressed my love."
"Did you realize that when you heard Kanagawas playing?"
"Yes, Ren was always called a genius guitarist since we were younger. But it took me by surprise when I heard his playing again, his guitar playing had changed so much ---and not only was he incorporating his feelings. He was expressing it too."
His actions, words, and everything he did to show her his feelings. The feelings he had for her, true love.
She brushed her thumb on his lips to keep him quiet and gave him a sad smile as she continues. "You know I -- Lila-chan beat me already. Her pureness and nobility are so very bright. Even though I could not raise her properly after that incident, she continued smiling for me right up until I left, and now she sings and looks so radiant on stage. Despite all the difficulties in her life, she believes in those around her and turns those people trust her. Compared to that, I was never like that. Although I wanted to be, I couldn't erase the fear."
She couldn't erase that fear, and the music that person left behind, became something she had to entrust to somebody else—that song, the one that would mark the final as Angel.
'A classic rock song as our send-off. '
 'I love it! This is so good. I'm considering not retiring'.
'Hey now . . Well, this song is special. It looks back on the painful past and yet..'
'It sounds cool.'
'It will be better if you help. '
'Then I'll do just that! I love your songs, Ren !' 
"The treasure that person left me with until now is starting to take flight with her wings." His treasure. Their treasure. Before she knew what was happening, tears began streaming down from her face at a rapid rate.
"Oh no, why am I-" 
Yuhi pulled her back down onto the bed and wrapped his arms tighter around herself.
"I love you; you did a good job by yourself this entire time. But it's not over yet, for the remaining. Please rely on me."
'Rely on me, huh?' Her husband has changed a lot. In the past, he wouldn't be able to confidentially tell her such things. He would hesitate.
.....
Three days later -
After she visited her daughter in the hospital, she quickly returned to the accommodation Yuhi rented out. Unfortunately, Frey was still unconscious, so Sumire didn't want to risk going back yet.
She took her shoes off and entered the house. How strange. Even though the interior hasn't changed much since that time she left, it feels different. 
Oh, he recorded it…
Her gaze lands on the door to the kitchen. It seems like he cooked. 
Sumire peeked her head through the door. Before she could get a word out, Yuhi walked over to her and buried his face in her chest.
"Yuhi…Ah..um …." 
"Welcome back."
"Yes…" She hesitantly caressed his hair, and a hum of approval escapes his lips. 
He looks worn out. She wonders if his job is pressuring? When she asked him what sort of work he does now, she never got a proper answer. It's strange imagining him do any work that isn't related to music though.
 
The two remained in each other's arms for a good five or so minutes before Yuhi groggily got up.
"I'll heat it, so just wait at the table."
"Okay."
He doesn't hold her for long anymore. Even though when she returned, he was sticking to her for long periods. Even if it's just a little bit, perhaps she has regained his trust? She won't run away anymore. Even if it is still frightening for her, she has no intention of leaving. 
Even so, he doesn't touch her anymore, does he? Before she left, …he was always touching her. When they got married, he touched her more than he did when they were dating. 
His touches, everything about him she had grown so accustomed to. Their bodies joined together so so many times.
Sumire curiously looks at the various sheets of paper on the ground. He must have been working. It's okay for her to at least sort it out for him, right?
(Dearest Sumire)
Although he wrote it in English, she could tell it was for her. Ah…all of these are lyrics? Sumire blinks. Is he writing her a song in English? Yuhi is? But there are loads here. Is it part of a big album or something? As she pondered about it, she feels him hug her from behind.
"Hey, now, you'll ruin the surprise."
 "Wha-- S--sorry."
"Well, it was about time I told you anyway. So I guess this timing isn't bad. Let's discuss it over some food."
Sumire nodded and followed him to the table. 


A mask of pain.

A wall of sadness and loneliness that nobody could understand. "It's futile to explain, the moment something goes outside the norm, people instinctively push you away." Her pain and sadness is only a burden to those she cares about. 

He hides behind a wall, a long wall nobody can climb. 

Terashima Lila entire childhood revolved around staying strong for her family and friends. Music was her means of escape. A means of conveying the deep feelings and emotions in her heart that she couldn't convey normally. But when her cursed bloodline separates her from everything she built the past sixteen years of her life, and singing slowly degrades her condition further - what will Lila do? She transfers to light academy under a new name 'Kiku Ari,' and she meets him.

The one person who changes her life completely.

A unique music romance novel that focuses on a single girl's journey and burden behind being the top idol. Join Lila on her journey to achieve her new dream, while struggling with her hanyou lineage and getting caught up in a triangular romance.

To achieve her dream, what will she sacrifice? What will change? 

For her, the two of them were both equally important. Which hand will she take?
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A side note regarding the story: the first half of the story will focus on the second ML Karashima Haruka and the female lead Terashima Lila story. Then the second half will move back to the first ML Austin Kiryu

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Genre: Music, Romance, Fantasy. Supernatural

Sushani noticed Hari's sudden disappearance and enquired about his whereabouts. Anil just shrugged his shoulders in response.
 
'God knows what he's up to?' Anil mentally exclaimed while to the stage.
 
"Ladies and Gentlemen!!! Welcome to Kyro Auction House I'm Anil Rathore the Organiser of the Auction..."
 
Later he went on to the stage and gave a simple presentation for a couple of minutes.
 
"Let's start our auction with pleasant Music…"
 
The moment he uttered the word music, the hall was filled with deafening shouts and screams, everyone had a heartwarming smile on their faces.
 
"Got the message guys; I'm on my way out crowd, please put your hands together to welcome KipRip Band."
 
Before the mass could react the lights were put out and the very next instant three identical women stood in the stage centre; the middle one had a mic while the two women to her either sides were having a veena and Tabla.
 
The crowd immediately quietened down; these people were like wild animals meeting their master. There wasn't any intro or useless speech, the trio just started their song.
 
"manasā satatam smaraṇīyam
 vacasā satatam vadanīyam...…
 
....... sthitā gahvare
 tatra mayā sancaraṇīyam
 lokahitam mama karaṇīyam."
 
The entire crowd was mesmerized, none of them moved as much as their eyelashes. 
 
It was a Sanskrit song, an ancient language on the verge of extinction. In all likelihood, most of the people in the hall wouldn't have understood the lyrics.
 
This's exactly the magic of music, trio but their voice and music were enough to completely get lost into the melody.
 
Before the crowd could recover the lights were once again put off, and the trio vanished like an illusion fading away. Anil went up the stage, he just silently stood there with a smirk waiting for them to recover.
 
The dumbfounded blank faces meant they had given mouth-gaping opening ceremony. A fabulous beginning any businessman would dream for his start-up.
 
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm Honoured to introduce our auctioneer, Sir Jalal Hafez." 
 
And a man in his late forties walking in from the backstage.
 
"We are very obliged to such a Famed master to preside over our auction and without further ado let's start with the long-awaited auction." 
 
Anil kept his speech as short as possible. Jalal was a thorough professional, he didn't have as much as a small smile; he just stood there with an expressionless cold face, almost like a statue.
 
Once Anil vacated with the podium, Jalal stepped forward with a hand mic and a piece of paper.
 
"Good evening, everyone…"
 
And he took the entire hall under his control. Generally, women dominate this trade, they can confuse and distract people with their charm and had different tricks up their sleeves, though it's a bit crude to put it that way.
 
People like Jalal are a rare breed of men, who dominate the hall with just his presence and perspicacious vision.
 
Within an hour, all the items were auctioned at their maximum value. Of the five VIPs, three purchased a piece each.
 
Shreya bought the Black Rudra seed while the Hyder brothers picked an ancient sword and pottery.
 
Anil came to the stage with a huge smile and relaxed face as though a huge stone was lifted from his shoulders.
 
"Guys thank you all for being cooperative, and as a token of appreciation we have invited the Moon Clairvoyant Saint – 'The Fortune Teller'."
 
"We'll have a lottery to select the lucky five individuals who can have one session with Moon Divining Saint, but it going to be on-stage, so you've got the right to turn down the offer."
 
Then Anil clapped his hands and immediately two hostesses in red attire carried a huge transparent pot filled white balls.
 
Anil unceremoniously put his hands in and picked five balls from the pot and read out the numbers written in the chits.
 
Moon Clairvoyant Saint – 'The Fortune Teller' had a very huge following, though none of the people in the Hall had for knowledge about his arrival everyone was eager to win the lucky draw. Some even started praying, while others had their eyes wide open.
 
"268"
 
"32"
 
"113"
 
"94"
 
"1"
 
As he read out the numbers, one by one people stood up; some waved their hands while others sent flying kisses. 
 
Only one woman stood without much of any celebrations, the was Shreya.
 
"I'm not interested in Horoscope or Astrology. Please use my chance to redraw some other person."
 
Shreya nonchalantly rejected and continued to play with Shemo on the lap.
 
Anil never expected such a response; still, he didn't dare to refuse her request even if her dog has things a lot more difficult for him. Nevertheless, he couldn't offend this big lady; so he kept a straight face.
 
"Yes, ma'am." 
 
Anil politely obliged and put his hand once again inside the glass pot to pull out another number.
 
"12"
 
Once again, the lights were killed, but this time it took a few minutes before they were switched on.
 
A fuzzy black-robed figure appeared on the stage; no one could tell if the one standing on the stage was a man or woman. 
 
Everything from head to toe was covered, the hoods were on, and face was hidden by the silver mask while huge Black Robe hid the rest of the body.
 
All five selected people stood under the stage. 
 
"No. 268."
 
The Moon Clairvoyant Saint called out in a shrill voice, it was just too unbearable. But the more pressing issue was people could identify the gender of the figure on the stage.
 
The Saint was none other than Sushani; only her voice box was equipped enough to make such an ear-piercing sound.
 
Sushani observed each of their faces for a second. Then she once again looked at the first person and said.
 
"The crocodile prevails in its own flow of water wide, 
If this it leaves, 'tis slain by anything beside."
 
Next, pointing at the women beside him.
 
"All earth looks up to heaven whence raindrops fall; 
All subjects look to the king that rules by justice."
 
"When food there is none for the ear,
 spare a little for the belly."
 
"Under an unjust ruler, 
Being wealthy is worse than being poor."
 
Quickly Sushani gave each of them a Tirukkral (Indian Couplets) and stopped at the last person. The man was a bit special, he's one of the 5 big fishes; Harry Deol. 
 
 "Your Spears are sharp and sparkling, 
While the foe's spears are rusted and dented." 
 
Then Sushani just walked away without even waiting for the lights to go off. Anil rushed on to the stage with a mic in his hands. The five participants were absentmindedly standing below the stage.
 
"We have arranged a complimentary sweet for everyone; prepared Master-chef Rakesh."
 
And with that Anil retired from the stage while the hostesses distributed sweets to all the guests. Tasting Master Chef's foods were once in a lifetime opportunity; even though it was just one sweet people were more delighted to have a piece.
 
Even people with high diabetics couldn't resist the aroma; Rakesh had given the perfect finishing for their auction.

Hari a retired soldier, not just any soldier he was the best of the best, trained with everything the country had to offer; a perfect human weapon and real soldier at heart.
The army lost their best soldier in a accident; a fatal accident pushing the man to the cliff of death.

Two years later, the crippled soldier is given a second chance......


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(Amy's POV)
After I showered, I sat on a bench in the balcony of Hye Jin's apartment overlooking Han River. The view is mesmerizing as I sip at the cup of tea in my hands. I let out a deep sigh as I watched the lights from the windows of the skyscrapers one by one turned off and the streets buzzing with cars.
It was almost 11 in the evening. Hye Jin texted me that she won't be able to go home tonight.
It was a rough day indeed. My head constantly aches ever since I arrived in the apartment. One thing is certain, I am in a foreign land and I don't know my purpose of coming here. But at least now I somehow had a clue, right?
I looked at the piece of paper in my hands labeled 'Sun and Moon Café'. 
The night is now deep and my mind is exhausted. I ushered myself to bed and closed my eyes to rest.
Alright Lie, tomorrow is another day to figure things out.
***
The taxi stopped in front of a certain café and I looked at the signage before stepping out.
Sun and Moon Café.
I inhaled some air as I gather my courage to walk inside, hoping for some answer to questions I don't even know. 
Today, I wore a teal off-shoulder neoprene dress in white and paired it with flat sandals. I walked into the store and I saw a lady in uniform who was wearing an apron fastened around her waist greeted me with a nod.
"Uhm, excuse me," I said in English. The lady just looked at me with a little panic flashed in her eyes.
"No English… no English. You wait… one minute." She immediately waved her hand as she tried her best to speak in English. I nodded my head as I understand what she means. She then entered a room that had a Korean inscription and after a few minutes passed, she exited with a guy as they both approach me.
"Hello. Manager." She said as she approached me together with the guy. She nodded indicating that she will go back to her post.
"Hello, I'm the manager." He said in English. He was a bit taller than I am and he was wearing glasses. He had the same uniform as the lady, only not having an apron tied around his waist. He invited me to take a seat in a 2-chaired table by the window.
"Good day, manager. I don't know where to start on how I am going to explain this." I pulled the receipt out of my pocket and started to explain to him how I found it inside my luggage. 
"You see, I was involved in an accident when I arrived at the airport causing me to forget my memories. I was hoping that I may somehow regain even just parts of it." I opened the piece of paper and handed it to him.
"This receipt, it's dated two years ago," he said as he looked at the date scribbled in the paper. "I'm sorry. I just started working here six months ago." He then looked at me apologetically. I smiled in return reassuring him that it's fine. I then got up and nodded as I bid him adieu.
What should I do now?
Feeling dejected, I dialed the number of my only friend here in Seoul as I walked to the nearby park as I couldn't hide the sadness deep inside.
***
(Troy's POV) 
This annoying elder sister of mine annoyed me to death since I woke up this morning, pestering me to drop her off her apartment before I go to the office.
Jin-Jin slept at the family home last night, which rarely happens even in family dinners. Every time our parents asked her to stay at home, she always declines because she doesn't want to be vexed by me and brother Cheon's presence.
"What made you sleep at the family home last night?" I asked curiously as I drive her to her apartment.
"Well, I made a friend and she's currently staying in the apartment." She quickly explained as she took her phone to answer a phone call.
"Speaking of the devil…" She showed me the caller ID before she answered the phone call. I stepped on the brakes as the traffic light marked red. I opened my phone and saw Mason's text message.
[Sir, I have some details about her.]
[Where are you right now?] I replied to Mason.
[Sun and Moon café, sir.] he swiftly answered.
"Oh yeah, just drop me off near Sun and Moon Café. My friend said she's nearby." Told Jin-Jin as she ended her call. After taking the final turn, we arrived at the said café. 
After I parked, we both went off the car. "I'll go ahead, bro!" Jin-Jin turned her back on me.
"Jin-Jin, why won't you and your friend have a coffee with us?" I asked out of the blue.
"Uhm, no thanks. I don't want her to meet my annoying little brother!" She made a crazy face in front of me with her tongue out. I chuckled at her childish antics as I looked at her walk away. 
***
As I entered the café, I saw Mason who was busy munching his French toast and sipping his coffee from time to time. 
I walked towards the table he was eating and was caught a little off-guard as he saw me.
"Sir!" He sipped his coffee as he straightened up. He then handed me the document containing his reports.
"Sir, according to my investigation, she left Berkeley and booked a ticket going here almost a month now. Also, during the day of her arrival here at Seoul, there was a multiple car accident that happened near the airport." 
So, she's here. I'm now certain about that. 
"However, sir I couldn't confirm yet if she was one of those involved in the car crash. The information about the victims was highly confidential because a VIP was also involved in the said accident." Mason continued.
"Mason, I want you to dig deeper about this accident. Find the hospitals where the victims were transported." I ordered.
After hearing Mason's report, I immediately called Alfred to inform him about the investigation.
She's here. 
My love is somewhere near me. 
A sigh of relief got out of my chest. Hopefully, I could find you sooner. 
A smile of excitement longing painted on my lips looking forward to seeing her again.

After defying her parents’ desires to marry an eligible bachelor arranged by her parents, Amy followed the desires of her heart to be with the man he loves the most. She flew to Seoul where they promised to meet and start a new life together, only to be welcomed by a car accident.

Now she’s in an unfamiliar place, with unfamiliar people, Amy struggles to keep a vow she didn’t even remember. 

Will she be able to fulfill the forgotten promise? 

Will they be able to meet again?

"What is love?"  I let out a loud groan and pulled at my long hair, a habit that I've picked up.  
I had been sitting on my bed for hours, trying to get the slightest idea for my essay.  In the past, I would depend on spurts of inspiration when writing essays.  However, now that I was in a higher level English class, I couldn't depend on my last minute ideas to help me pass. 
Exhausted, I picked up my phone and played my favorite playlist on Spotify.  As I laid on my bed, I closed my eyes and listened to the lyrics.
'Cause there'll be no sunlight, if I lose you, baby
I mouthed along with the words, as if they were coming out of my own mouth.  A love for Bruno Mars, something that Tesha and I had in common.  A wave passed over me as my eyes widened.
"Oh shit!"  I sat up and woke my chromebook.  I had found my definition of love.
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"Hello, students," Mr. Phillips said in his usual monotone voice.  "Have you all completed your essays?"  His eyes rested on two girls in the corner of the classroom.  I rolled my eyes as they giggled and shook their heads.  I had no idea how they could never do their home and yet still be allowed to attend a college level English class.
"Well that's unfortunate, girls, because it's due today," Mr. Phillips commented with a disappointed look.  "As usual, you will all give a brief explanation on your essays at the front of the classroom.  I suggest that you volunteer on your own, for I will grade you slightly less... critically."  He glanced around the classroom but no one moved.  "Don't all come up at once, people."
I took a deep breath before I stood up.  "I'll go."
"Sure," he stood and headed to an empty seat at the back of the room.  I grabbed my paper and approached the lectern podium at the front of the classroom.
"Um," I started nervously.  I glanced at Tesha for reassurance but her eyes were concentrated on her phone.  I took another deep breath then began my presentation.
"The song I chose to analyze was 'It'll Rain' by Bruno Mars.  The song is about a man explaining to his lover that his life would be pointless and agonizing if she left him.  He also includes that he may not seem like the perfect person and he has many flaws, but he is willing to do whatever it takes to make her happy.  I can relate to this song because I've always wanted to be loved like this man loves his girlfriend.  To me, loving someone is making them your number one in your life, the most important person."  
I paused for a second to look at my classmates but, like always, no one paid attention... except Mr. Phillips.  He nodded and I continued on.
"I always thought that romance and love was the ultimate goal in life but I also noticed now that these ideas are not always unrealistic and are definitely not for everyone.  However, there are many forms of love.  There is love between parents and children, siblings, and even friends.  So, I guess I don't need a boyfriend to make me his number one."  I smiled and returned to my seat.
"Thank you, Miss Kana.  Who's next?"
I frowned at Tesha who seemed to be completely checked out of reality, a slight smile at the corner of her lips.
"How was it," I whispered to her.  Her attention snapped back and she glanced up, her smile disappearing.
"It was good."
I frowned at her deeper.  "You weren't even listening-" I stopped mid-sentence to focus on the next presenter.  Tesha looked at me with concerned eyes before directing her attention to the speaker.
I should have taken that as a sign already...

April is a paranoid pessimist.  Mandon is her sneaky little brother.  Tesha was her best friend.  "Read the story of how my best friend became the worst person in the world."

The teacher of their next class was not expecting this when he walked into his classroom. Yes, he was informed of a new student, but he was caught off guard when he walked in to see his boss's son embracing the new student with dramatic tears spilling all over. He was wondering if his cold was making him see things. Did I take the night-time medicine instead of the day-time? I should have just called in sick today, this is too much.
"Suoh-san! I'm giving you a warning," Shion didn't care if he had to hurt him to get him off of him. "Let. Go," he growled lowly, but it turns out that in his babbling, Tamaki didn't hear him.
Which is why he was prone on the floor in pain, arms around his poor stomach that was assaulted by Shion's, quite pointy, elbow.
Kyoya had to give Shion props for not hesitating in stopping Tamaki—he couldn't do something like it because of his standing—but also frowned when Shion didn't move to help him up. He just sat down in his seat and eyed the blond on the floor. Kyoya narrowed his eyes.
When Tamaki recovered, he got off of the floor and dusted off his uniform and saw Kyoya with a dark look in his eyes. "Kyoya, I'm fine," and he truly was, the hit knocked some wind out of him and it hurt initially, but it wasn't damaging.
Shion noticed after returning the favour to Suoh that he was getting some dirty looks. I just hurt one of the popular kids, didn't I? That was a big no-no because that meant he would probably—most likely be confronted later by people that admired him. His thought process halted when a frightening thought came to mind. He's the principal's son... isn't he? They both had the same last name and he could see the similarities between the two. Only one word came to mind.
Fuck.
Well, there was nothing he could do about it now—except apologise. Maybe. He had already purposely chose not to when he ignored the guy on the floor and sat down in his seat so he may not be able to redeem himself.
"Hakuba-kun, would you be able to read the first chapter?"
He blinked owlishly, "Of what, sorry?"
"Macbeth. They didn't give you your textbooks?"
"No."
Tamaki put up his hand to speak, "Sensei, we could share for now." Shion was taken aback at the offer. He didn't expect that kind of kindness after what he did.
"That would be great," the teacher smiled, "thank you for offering Suoh-kun. Now, I'd like you to read the first two scenes of act one. Scene one is quite short so it shouldn't be too much of a read."
"In which language Sensei?" Shion asked, "There's both a Japanese and English translation."
"Whichever one you're comfortable with. Though I'd much prefer English—this is an English class after all." The man cracked a smirk when he heard a few groans. There were some students that he would encourage to read in English. "You may turn your seat around to read from Suoh-kun's textbook."
"Here," Tamaki turned the book upside down so Shion could read it, he smiled. "I can read upside down, it's alright."
"Thank you Suoh, and sorry for earlier." Tamaki would have responded, but class was in session and he stopped himself when he heard Shion's loud and clear English voice penetrate through the room. "When shall we three meet again? In thunder, lightning, or in rain? When the hurlyburly's done, when the battle's lost and won. That will be ere the set of sun."
Shion couldn't help cracking a smile when he turned Tamaki's Macbeth back around to face him. His face was priceless, the surprise on it. It was things like that, that made him like acting—making people react. He loved Shakespeare so much that he had most of his plays memorized, from the setting to the stage queues and the blocking. He'd done a few Macbeth plays in the past with troupes and his school, and he had come to adore Shakespeare. So he didn't even have to have the book open, he just read the lines from memory.
He got comfortable and leaned back in his seat, but kept his back straight so he wouldn't hurt his projection. The diaphragm was important with speech clarity. His eyes wandered around the classroom, he never really got to look at his classmates. He tried to be subtle about it, not wanting a lot of attention on him—the new kid got enough of that usually. He finished the first chapter and the teacher talked about the foreshadowing of the witches in the beginning.
"Good job Shion, no accent either—oh, well I guess that's obvious why isn't it?" The teacher chuckled. "Now class, what have you deciphered from this chapter?"
"You have it memorized?" Tamaki asked, impressed.
"Yeah. I don't want a lot of attention on me though so don't make a fuss about it please."
"Hakuba-kun, if you would continue with scene two please."
"Of course." He flipped the page of Tamaki's book and closed his eyes. "What bloody man is that? He can report, as seemeth by his plight, of the revolt. The newest state..."
Halfway through the scene, the teacher took pity on Shion and made another student read. "How am I going to top that Sensei?" The redhead complained. He knew he was going to sound terrible in comparison.
"Shut up and read, you brat." There was a whine, but the person read nonetheless.
Shion waited and looked out of the window idly while the rest of the scene was being read. He would have whipped out his book, but he felt that it would distract Tamaki.
When the readings were done and the teacher started talking about the chapter, he turned around and brought out his red book. He already knew what he was doing anyway. He just started working on some of his compositions in his book. He was thinking of lyrics to go with one of his songs. He thought that it should be a story; a sad one suited the music he had written. A story about a man and a woman who met on a snowy day, but the man had an illness and was dying—something to do with Japanese folklore.
The bell rang for lunch, Shion gathered all his stuff and lastly he took his headphones off. He was about to leave the classroom when he was confronted by two angry girls.
"You better apologize to Tamaki!"
Shion looked down at them with a blank look, "I have already. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'd like to leave." He moved around them and left them standing there in shock. He was wandering around looking for a place to eat lunch when he saw two familiar blond and black-haired people approach him.
"Oh, Shion! Would you care to join us for lunch?" Tamaki asked.
Thinking the offer over, Shion decided against it. "Sorry Suoh-san, I need to do some things before I eat. Thanks though." He lied through his teeth and left with a wave. He just wanted to be alone for a while.
"What do you think he has to do, Kyoya?"
"I do not know."
Shion went outside into a secluded space in the courtyard surrounded by trees. Lying down against a tree, he brought out his lunch. He had rushed to make it in the morning so it just had rice, some leftover salad and a sandwich. It was very nice out, though a bit chilly, but it was the perfect temperature for Shion. He loved the cooler temperatures; his favourite seasons were winter and autumn. The summer weather was dying down, cooling down now that it was closer to fall. The sun was strong and the leaves were still full while a cool wind brushed past. He relaxed, watching the clouds and he closed his eyes, the breeze waving his hair around from under his hat.
"So what do you think of him? Shion would make a great new addition don't you think, Kyoya?"
Shion's ears perked up at the mention of his name.
"Yes, though we would have to analyze him to find his type."
What are they talking about, and what do they mean by my type?
Their voices got quieter as they were walking away from where he was. Sighing, Shion took out his headphones and put on some music, only to find that they had broken at some point.
"Well, there goes my entertainment in classes. Fuck."
As he was in a secluded area, he just played it off his phone's speakers. What played was a prototype of the song he was currently working on, and while that played, he worked on the sheet music for it.
Tamaki and Kyoya were walking through the courtyard when they heard music, sad music. Tamaki perked up at the pretty sound. It had started playing just as they passed a patch of trees and it caught his interest.
"Hey, hey Kyoya, let's find out where it's coming from!" Tamaki grabbed his wrist and ran off in the direction of the music. Kyoya sighed; Tamaki just went to the beat of his own drum. Maybe Hakuba-san was right with the mood swings. Tamaki could possibly have multiple personalities.
"The sound is coming from over there!" Tamaki pointed to a bunch of trees.
"Be quiet you idiot."
"Oh yeah!" The blond zipped his lips shut with an imaginary zipper.
They made their way through the trees and bushes to find Shion leaning against a tree. His red book was closed on his lap while his eyes were closed. His curly hair blowing with the wind.
Kyoya listened closely and heard that Shion was singing along to the instrumental music that was playing. It was a sad song, and he felt that he was invading something personal as he watched. His timbre was much deeper than his speaking voice, about an octave deeper, and the emotion of the lyrics and the instrumental gave his stomach butterflies.
Shion stretched, rubbing the bridge of his nose under his glasses. "Hmm, I should add a harmony in with a head voice," He thought for a moment, "Then I can–" He was about to go on talking to himself, but paused before looking towards the two new people in the distance. He had finally noticed Tamaki and Kyoya standing there, though Tamaki seemed to be on the verge of tears.
Silence was evident as they stared at each other.
"Hmm, so what do you guys want," Shion broke the ice, "And what did you mean by type?"
Oh, so he heard us before. Kyoya mused, raising his glasses.
"We just heard this pretty music and..." Tamaki rambled.
"Yeah, yeah, so your first thought was to find the source. Anyways, what did you mean by type? I'm not going to let you avoid the question."
"Well–"
"We wanted to figure out your type of character," Kyoya cut Tamaki off. He didn't want him to scare Shion away—because with all of Tamaki Suoh's eccentricities who wouldn't be scared or at least freaked out, by the hyperactive blond.
"Like what role I prefer to perform as?"
Hmm, he is an actor after all... even though that's not what I meant... "Yes." Let's go with this for now.
"Well, I like comic relief characters, but it's really fun being the bad guy." He smirked evilly, letting off an evil aura. He fixed his glasses with a gleam, "Though I also like the emotional type. Eh, let's just say I like almost any type of character, I'm not too picky." He noticed he was getting off-topic. "So how did this question emerge? At first, I thought you guys were wondering what my type was in people."
Ah, that's also interesting.
Tamaki, who had been quiet for the time being, decided to pipe in, "We were thinking that you could join our club."
"And what does this club consist of?"
Kyoya adjusted his glasses with a ray of light flashing off of them, "You will have to visit to find out." He turned on his heel with a smirk, "Come along Tamaki, we still have to eat our lunch."
"Kyoya! I say Kyoya, wait!" Tamaki stopped before running after the four eyes, "Let's talk later, kay?" Then he bolted through the shrubbery, calling for mommy... whatever that meant...
"Well, aren't they just a pocketful of sunshine. Though I guess Suoh would be the sun and Ootori would be the moon." He sighed and continued his lax lunch break until he glanced at the time on his phone, it was ten minutes till the next class. Gathering his things in his satchel, he slung it over his head and onto his shoulder, departing for his next class.
He had Phys Ed next, so he had to ask a teacher as to where he could change. He was already heading in the general direction of the gym according to the teacher. At least he wouldn't be late. Thanking the woman, he bowed a bit awkwardly, not quite used to the action still, and found the men's locker room. It was rather extravagant, like everything else in the school.
There were even shower stalls which he would regularly never use, but they looked like they were cleaned regularly. He would have to take a shower after. There was also a counter along one of the walls along with a large mirror. He set his bag down on the marble countertop and rummaged through it until he felt his folded clothes on the bottom of it. Pulling them out, he set them down and took his glasses and hat off before he changed into simple dark red sweatpants and a black t-shirt. Feeling around the counter for his glasses he finally found the pair and put it on its proper place, his face. He looked himself over once and fixed his hair a bit. His hat had done wonders calming it and it wasn't quite as frizzy anymore. Just it's normal curly goodness. Putting his things in a locker, he set a code and locked it, and then he made his way to the gym.
"Holy shit, this is huge," he looked up, the roof was at least two stories high and the whole gymnasium was about eight classrooms in size. The classrooms were already the size of a small house in square inches, so the gym was huge and that was an understatement. He was convinced that this wasn't even the full extent of it. His expectations have been exceeded a number of times already, so it wasn't that unexpected anymore.
"Just wait until you see the pool."
"Gah!"
The sudden voice from behind him scared Shion out of his wits. The person had been in the gymnasium a few minutes earlier and has been waiting for the rest of the students to file in. He was the type of person to be punctual. Shion, who had tripped over his feet when startled, immediately knew who it was from one of the two people he knew so far.
"Ootori-san... Please, you're going to give someone a heart attack, and I'm probably going to be your first victim." He sighed, pushing his bangs back into place along with his glasses. He was worried that Ootori has seen when his hair moved, though from his reaction it didn't look like Kyoya had seen anything. He didn't want unnecessary attention.
Kyoya chuckled at Shion's exasperation, and kindly put a hand out to help him. Shion eyed the hand Kyoya had put out for him—he smirked and grabbed hold to yank himself up off the floor. The mischievous glint in his green eye didn't go unnoticed by Kyoya. When Kyoya pulled to help him up, Shion stuck his foot in front of Kyoya's own and pulled, making him stumble and trip.
"Ha! Payback's a bitch, isn't it Ootori-san?" Shion laughed with a grin and offered his hand to Kyoya. Kyoya sighed but otherwise took the offer, he had probably deserved that. "So, what are we doing in gym today? I'm sure you know already."
"We are currently in the unit of basketball. We just started it yesterday so I presume that we will be working on passing."
"Yeah, shooting always comes after passing. Units always start off so boring."
"I have to agree."
"Hey, Kyoya! I refilled our water bottles!" Tamaki came running in at a full sprint and tripped over his shoelaces, face faulting the floor. Though he managed to save the water bottles... Shion had to wonder if the blond ever ran out of energy.
"I wonder what's with everyone and tripping today." Just earlier Kyoya had observed a teacher trip down the stairs only to fall into another person. Like a domino effect.
"I don't know," Shion shrugged and watched as Tamaki twitched on the floor.
Suddenly he shot up with the fervour of a bottle rocket, "IS NO ONE GOING TO HELP ME?" Tamaki cried out in outrage.
By this time students were coming in and could see Tamaki's breakdown.
"MOMMA!"
Kyoya chose to ignore Tamaki's tantrum in favour of seeing the varied expressions of his classmates.
"Stop shouting Suoh, it's echoing!"
Gym class was exhausting as fuck with Tamaki in the group he was in. He didn't know where his energy came from. Maybe he's on a high with all those mushrooms. He got an odd look from Kyoya when he snorted and almost choked on his own spit.
I should start running again. I'm not in the shape I used to be.

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