Her Diary, But It's All About You [4/?]
Title: Her Diary, But It's All About You
Author: eeJHan
Rating: PG-13 for the whole series
Genre: Teen Angst, Drama
Focus: Jonghyun (Season 1)
Pairings: OneSided!JongKey
Word Count: 1,077 words (Irritatingly short)
Summary: Lizann and Key meets up for a short talk, making them best friends, but the media twists the story otherwise.
September 15 2009
Dear Diary,
This is another weird day. Plain weird.
I shouldn’t have agreed to meet up with Key for dinner today, after what happened yesterday.
Ever since we met up, awkwardness engulfed the both of us. Neither of us talked except for essential conversation like greetings, and ordering of food. Did Hyun tell him about yesterday?
“Hey, is everything fine? Why are you so down?” I tried to talk him out of his emo-ness, but little did I know that I just sparked off a pregnant explosion.
“How can I be fine? Do you know how sad he looked when he came to me yesterday? And what are you doing now? Pretending to be fine when it really hurt you inside. Please just show it, don’t pretend that nothing has happened. I know I shouldn’t be angry with you, but I can’t help it to feel angry. I am not angry with you, I am just angry at the situation. I…”
Key said this so quickly that I didn’t know how to reply. He started shaking like a young kid crying silently whenever he couldn’t express his feelings out loud.
“Key…” I hugged him tight, but as I did, my emotions couldn’t stay in as well. Both of us start to cry helplessly, as we could do nothing but cry.
I feel damn useless. I brought this upon myself.
After 30 solid minutes of crying, we lost all appetite to eat as well. We stared blankly at the table like two dummies, and finally agreeing to leave the restaurant without eating.
Key insisted on sending me home, and on the way we held hands and talked like best friends. It was plain amazing how I could relate to him so well even though we only met like a week ago.
“You know, Jjong is a great guy. Don’t stop in your tracks because of what I told you.” When we reached my apartment, he pinched my face and wiped off the remaining tears. I smiled from the bottom of my heart, for the first time since yesterday night.
“Thanks, I really needed that. You too, all right. Let’s leave this grueling decision to him.” I beamed, and both of us laughed.
New Best Friend made. (:
September 16 2009
Dear Diary,
Hyun called right in the middle of class and demanded I talk to him right away. After getting excused from class to go to the toilet, I hid and locked myself in the toilet and talked to him.
“What are you doing? Are you trying to make me jealous? Or everything that day was just a prank that you did on me? With Key?” Hyun exploded over the phone, and I was bewildered. “What are you talking about, I don’t understand?”
“Haven’t you read today’s papers? Pictures are all over the place!” Hyun sounded like he was fuming, real bad. “I don’t know what are you talking about. I have not read the papers and this should not be a reason that you are angry with me!” I yelled back.
“Fine, talk to me when you read it, and you better know why I’m angry.” He hung up the phone right after this line. “Damn you, Kim Jonghyun!” I yelled back at the phone as though he was still on the line.
What on Earth was on today’s papers? I went out of the school to the nearest convenience store to grab a copy, even though I wasn’t allowed to leave school premises during school hours. “This better be worth my truancy.” I muttered under my breath as I climbed the gates.
Argh! I landed on all fours when I jumped down from the gate, and an incredulous amount of pain shot through my left hand. I lifted up my hand to find a short nail in between my fingers, grazing it quite a bit and I was bleeding a lot. Ah damn you Kim Jonghyun!
I grabbed the papers the moment I stepped into the convenience store, and was stunned at the headlines. Pictures were all over the place, that’s for sure. And the subjects in the pictures were Kiki (I decided to call him that from yesterday onwards) and I. It was yesterday’s dinner.
Pictures of hugging and crying looked like hugging and laughing. Pictures of us holding hands, making us look like an item. Pictures taken from the back view of us “kissing”, when Kiki was really getting something off my face.
Dang, what have I done? I’m ruining Kiki and I’m ruining SHINee. And Hyun is even angry with me for it. What have I done?
“Miss, do you want to clean up your hand? It looks bad.” The part-timer at the store was getting a little nervous, and I realized my blood have been dripping to the floor the whole time, forming a small pool. “Thanks, I’d need that,” I got the tissues that he had in his hand for me. “Sorry for being such a trouble.” I guess I’d have take this paper as well with a box of plasters.
Really random stories were cooked up with the pictures, and now I really believe the power of the media. I skimmed through the article with absolute disgust and disbelief. Other than constantly wiping blood off my fingers, I didn’t know what I could do with this. I even had a hard time trying to climb back through the gate, and after clumsy bandaging I went back to class, pretending nothing has happened.
“Han Lizann, where have you been? It has been a good 45 minutes since you went to the washroom.” Miss Soo-In wasn’t pleased at my absence. “And I sent Seohyun to check the washroom, you were not in it!”
“Miss Soo-In, the washroom was locked from the inside when I got there just now, so I had to go to a further one. Besides, I was having a severe tummy ache. Do I have to give you the details?” I said politely, however my words were filled with sarcasm. This is what happens to my self-protecting mechanism when I lie. Sucks, huh?
Oh, just nice, Hyun texted over, and I started to feel a little giddy. Lost of blood? Maybe.
Sender: Hyunnie (: (:
Message: I’ll pick you up at 7pm.
And by the time I have written this much, it was 5 minutes to the final bell. Guess its time to listen in class.
Author: eeJHan
Rating: PG-13 for the whole series
Genre: Teen Angst, Drama
Focus: Jonghyun (Season 1)
Pairings: OneSided!JongKey
Word Count: 1,077 words (Irritatingly short)
Summary: Lizann and Key meets up for a short talk, making them best friends, but the media twists the story otherwise.
September 15 2009
Dear Diary,
This is another weird day. Plain weird.
I shouldn’t have agreed to meet up with Key for dinner today, after what happened yesterday.
Ever since we met up, awkwardness engulfed the both of us. Neither of us talked except for essential conversation like greetings, and ordering of food. Did Hyun tell him about yesterday?
“Hey, is everything fine? Why are you so down?” I tried to talk him out of his emo-ness, but little did I know that I just sparked off a pregnant explosion.
“How can I be fine? Do you know how sad he looked when he came to me yesterday? And what are you doing now? Pretending to be fine when it really hurt you inside. Please just show it, don’t pretend that nothing has happened. I know I shouldn’t be angry with you, but I can’t help it to feel angry. I am not angry with you, I am just angry at the situation. I…”
Key said this so quickly that I didn’t know how to reply. He started shaking like a young kid crying silently whenever he couldn’t express his feelings out loud.
“Key…” I hugged him tight, but as I did, my emotions couldn’t stay in as well. Both of us start to cry helplessly, as we could do nothing but cry.
I feel damn useless. I brought this upon myself.
After 30 solid minutes of crying, we lost all appetite to eat as well. We stared blankly at the table like two dummies, and finally agreeing to leave the restaurant without eating.
Key insisted on sending me home, and on the way we held hands and talked like best friends. It was plain amazing how I could relate to him so well even though we only met like a week ago.
“You know, Jjong is a great guy. Don’t stop in your tracks because of what I told you.” When we reached my apartment, he pinched my face and wiped off the remaining tears. I smiled from the bottom of my heart, for the first time since yesterday night.
“Thanks, I really needed that. You too, all right. Let’s leave this grueling decision to him.” I beamed, and both of us laughed.
New Best Friend made. (:
September 16 2009
Dear Diary,
Hyun called right in the middle of class and demanded I talk to him right away. After getting excused from class to go to the toilet, I hid and locked myself in the toilet and talked to him.
“What are you doing? Are you trying to make me jealous? Or everything that day was just a prank that you did on me? With Key?” Hyun exploded over the phone, and I was bewildered. “What are you talking about, I don’t understand?”
“Haven’t you read today’s papers? Pictures are all over the place!” Hyun sounded like he was fuming, real bad. “I don’t know what are you talking about. I have not read the papers and this should not be a reason that you are angry with me!” I yelled back.
“Fine, talk to me when you read it, and you better know why I’m angry.” He hung up the phone right after this line. “Damn you, Kim Jonghyun!” I yelled back at the phone as though he was still on the line.
What on Earth was on today’s papers? I went out of the school to the nearest convenience store to grab a copy, even though I wasn’t allowed to leave school premises during school hours. “This better be worth my truancy.” I muttered under my breath as I climbed the gates.
Argh! I landed on all fours when I jumped down from the gate, and an incredulous amount of pain shot through my left hand. I lifted up my hand to find a short nail in between my fingers, grazing it quite a bit and I was bleeding a lot. Ah damn you Kim Jonghyun!
I grabbed the papers the moment I stepped into the convenience store, and was stunned at the headlines. Pictures were all over the place, that’s for sure. And the subjects in the pictures were Kiki (I decided to call him that from yesterday onwards) and I. It was yesterday’s dinner.
Pictures of hugging and crying looked like hugging and laughing. Pictures of us holding hands, making us look like an item. Pictures taken from the back view of us “kissing”, when Kiki was really getting something off my face.
Dang, what have I done? I’m ruining Kiki and I’m ruining SHINee. And Hyun is even angry with me for it. What have I done?
“Miss, do you want to clean up your hand? It looks bad.” The part-timer at the store was getting a little nervous, and I realized my blood have been dripping to the floor the whole time, forming a small pool. “Thanks, I’d need that,” I got the tissues that he had in his hand for me. “Sorry for being such a trouble.” I guess I’d have take this paper as well with a box of plasters.
Really random stories were cooked up with the pictures, and now I really believe the power of the media. I skimmed through the article with absolute disgust and disbelief. Other than constantly wiping blood off my fingers, I didn’t know what I could do with this. I even had a hard time trying to climb back through the gate, and after clumsy bandaging I went back to class, pretending nothing has happened.
“Han Lizann, where have you been? It has been a good 45 minutes since you went to the washroom.” Miss Soo-In wasn’t pleased at my absence. “And I sent Seohyun to check the washroom, you were not in it!”
“Miss Soo-In, the washroom was locked from the inside when I got there just now, so I had to go to a further one. Besides, I was having a severe tummy ache. Do I have to give you the details?” I said politely, however my words were filled with sarcasm. This is what happens to my self-protecting mechanism when I lie. Sucks, huh?
Oh, just nice, Hyun texted over, and I started to feel a little giddy. Lost of blood? Maybe.
Sender: Hyunnie (: (:
Message: I’ll pick you up at 7pm.
And by the time I have written this much, it was 5 minutes to the final bell. Guess its time to listen in class.