FOREWORDS
Kim Myungsoo was the most popular member of
Infinite. That’s what he’d been told many times.
Girls were head over heels to him. Girls want
him—but this girl ignored him.
Myungsoo was not a person with many words. But
he hated silence.
So he tried to initiate the
conversation.
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A/N: Second attempt on Myungsoo’s oneshot! This one
is short though, compared to Over the Words. And this is totally a different
genre from Over the Words. This is not about Myungsoo being lovey dovey or
mysterious cold boy like people often write him. I just suddenly want to write
about what would happen if a celebrity ran to an ordinary person who happened
to have this girl’s characteristic :D and Myungsoo is the lucky one (?)
to be selected as the main character. Kidding—it’s just the celebrity character
doesn’t fit Changmin, Jinwoon, or Kris lol ^0^
I hope this turns out well. Happy reading~
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Myungsoo
stared at the girl standing next to the lift door. She had been standing in
less than 3 meter distance from him, yet she didn’t greet him (or squeal over
him like most other girls would do) nor glance at him; it seemed like she
didn’t acknowledge his presence. It’s been more than ten minutes since the lift
stopped working and she pressed the emergency button. She hadn’t taken off her
attention of her mobile phone ever since. She practically ignored him at all.
He had been
told many times that he was the most popular member of Infinite. He usually
would shrug it off with his polite smile, saying it was thanks to his members’
hard work as well. He didn’t doubt his popularity increased rapidly after he
took part in Shut Up Flower Boyband. The drama got him more squealing
girls every time and everywhere he went. The number of gifts sent to ‘Lovely
L oppa’ was also greatly multiplied, and that earned him jealous looks from
Sungyeol. So it just didn’t come to his sense how this girl didn’t try to
initiate any conversation with him—‘is she by any chance not into K-Pop so
she doesn’t know who I am?’ But that’s nonsense judging by the straps
hanging from his mobile phone. It had a logo he recognized as 2AM’s new logo
that had just been introduced few weeks ago (he just happened to know the fact).
She was not
a super stunning girl who mesmerized him by her looks. She was just a usual girl
with regular fashion sense (a little out of date, in his opinion). He didn’t
think he fell for her, no; he was not a type who’s able to fall in first sight
(‘and she was not that interesting’). However, he did desperately
want to have a decent conversation with her—considering they were trapped
together in a not-so-spacey place for some good silent minutes. Myungsoo liked
being silent and was known for his not-so-many-words, but he didn’t like
silence. Silence made him felt lonely. Sungyeol or his other members were so
loud that he had never experienced a dead silence like this before. He didn’t
like it. It made him felt like being left alone, abandoned. It brought back
unpleasant memories.
He had to
gather all the courage he had that time to open his mouth, but all that he
could say was, “Err, excuse me…” and then the words left him. ‘The
Kim Myungsoo, the L girls are crazy head over heels with, is
trying his best to start a conversation with someone who is ignoring him.’
That thought alone made him frustrated. The L of Infinite had never started a
conversation with anyone else. Not even his members. It’s always the other
people initiated the conversation. ‘But this dead silence is killing me.’
The girl
might catch the idea that Myungsoo was having a hard time speak out his mind
judging by his struggling face. She shoved her mobile phone to her jeans
pocket. “Is there anything wrong, Kim Myungsoo-ssi?”
He was caught
off guard. ‘She does know—‘
“Yeah, I
know you are the Kim Myungsoo from Infinite. Oh well, how could I not know with
that outstanding face of yours?”
Myungsoo
felt stung with her words. That was supposed to be taken as compliment;
however, somehow he felt the other way.
“Now that I
already know your name, it’s only fair for you to know my name too. My name is
Yoohee. Park Yoohee.” The girl stretched out her hand. Myungsoo shook her hand.
“L of
Infinite.” He said automatically.
“I know.”
She chuckled. He chuckled along. “Well, back to the topic. Is there anything
wrong, Myungsoo-ssi?”
“Well…” he
scratched the back of his nape which was definitely okay and was not itchy.
“You were
bored to death.” She pointed out (but she was actually just doing a blind
guess, she swore).
Again, he
felt stung by her words. He didn’t like someone pointing out what he didn’t
want to admit. “Anyway, are you a fan of Infinite?” he shifted the topic.
Yoohee
seemed hesitant for a few seconds. “Well… you can say so.” However, it didn’t
escape his sharp eyes.
“Then
what’s your favorite song of ours?”
“Be Mine?”
her answer was immediate.
“Favorite
member?” he elaborated further.
“You?” she
answered hesitantly, but soon laughed at herself. Myungsoo grinned at this.
“Really?”
he raised his eyebrow. “Aren’t you just being polite?”
“Actually,
I do enjoy listening Be Mine and watching Sesame Player, but I guess I’m not
the kind of fan you can call an Inspirit.” She shrugged and she felt her mobile
phone vibrating (strange, yes. You would usually get no signal in lift). She
turned to her mobile phone.
She was not
a kind of person he usually wanted to talk with. Her words were too honest—and
she spoke too much. ‘She was polite enough to say I was her favorite member
regardless it’s true or not,’ the thought crossed his mind for a moment,
but was vanished the moment she stated she was not an Inspirit. His thought was
interrupted by a high-pitched ear-piercing fan girl scream. He glanced at her
covering her mouth, realizing she might have annoyed him. She muttered “Sorry”
in a low tone.
“What was
that?” he raised his eyebrow.
She smiled
a wide smile at the question. Though he had never seen various smile of hers,
he could sense it was a smile signing she was truly happy from the bottom of
heart. Still with that smile on her face, she explained to him whole-heartedly,
in a breath, “I got to see Kris! EXO-M is going to be the opening act in Super
Show 4 in Jakarta! My uncle has just texted me!” her face flushed red as she
was too excited.
He frowned.
He had heard about EXO, of course—who wouldn’t have heard about the rookie band
whose debut was prepared oh so grandly?—but he didn’t see any correlation
between her sentences.
She read
his confused look and took the initiative to explain the details. “My nitpick
uncle who happened to be someone in Dreammaker made me the additional liaison
officer for them since it was kind of last minute decision. He had no time to
look for another local liaison officer.” She stopped for a while. “He forgot
that I’m majoring in Indonesian, and he just remembered this morning when my
aunt told him again. Tsk, and he called himself my best uncle.” She
scoffed as she showed him the text books she was holding with her left hand,
but the other second her face went all happy again. “Oh well, the only thing
matter is I got to see Kris! Can you imagine that? I’m gonna see Kris in
person!” She squealed again, jumping around while kept showing the message in
front of his face.
Myungsoo
sighed as he leaned on the wall. Here he was, the charming, lovely,
good-looking face of Infinite, being locked with a girl for the longest time,
but the girl didn’t even bother to initiate a conversation with him. To make it
worse, she then fangirling over some boy who hadn’t even debuted yet!
Myungsoo
was hurt. His pride was hurt.
He used to
have people head over heels to him. Girls want him.
But this
girl ignored him and went crazy over a rookie idol. Who hadn’t even debuted yet.
He might be
not hurt this much if she squealed over his seonbae bands. It would be okay if
she squealed over Jinwoon hyung’s newest shirtless photo shoot. He even would
let it off if she squealed over his cocky, greasy Woohyun hyung.
Myungsoo
knew people have their own preferences. He respects everyone’s preference.
But usually
people’s preference is him.
But this
girl chose another man over him. And she shoved the truth in front of his face.
It hurt.
‘Just
wait. One day you’ll pay for this hurt.’ Myungsoo whispered in determination.
THE END
A/N: I hope this could portray my
imaginations quite well. I know the ending (Myungsoo’s whisper) is quite… odd
(and maybe a little out of text). I was trying to say that Myungsoo is
determined to change Yoohee’s preference. The ‘you’ll pay for this hurt’
doesn’t mean he holds grudge against her, no.
And yeah, I
just have to add Kris xD
Actually
this was first written a few months ago, before Super Junior held Super Show 4
in Jakarta (I was somehow inspired when I heard EXO-M would be featured in
SS4JKT). But since I had no time to revise this until final exams ended last
week, I’m only able to post it now.
Thanks for
reading, I hope you enjoy it~
nizzyool.
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