~ * L e e H a e j u n g * ~

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-------The sky was a gorgeous aqua with a splash of cerulean here and there, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. Haejung couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised at its beauty, and also at the fact that she had made it twelve whole days without another loss in her epic war with gravity on the way down the ladder to her bunk. In fact, she was about to add that to her tally of victories when she face-planted on her floor. You see; Haejung was probably the biggest klutz that you'd ever know. One of her greatest achievements in the realm of klutzonomy was the ability to trip over a single well-placed strand of hair and sometimes even air. After several more battles with gravity while trying to stand, Haejung picked herself off the floor and, with a stretch, went to go get ready for the day. In no more than twelve hours–well, maybe that's a stretch–two hours, Haejung left her apartment and began her half-mile trip to Kuiyeowo Sarang for breakfast. As per usual, Haejung had her mp3 player blasting DBSK and Big Bang through huge black Skullcandy headphones. Sometimes she wondered if she should wear her earplug headphones instead of risking the ruin of the curls she woke up early to perfectly style, but she just liked having big DJ style headphones, especially in a world where people hide their love of music with tiny concealable headphones. It is also much easier to offend someone with earplug headphones, because many times, it's hard to tell when someone is listening to music with earplug headphones in. There's also the hearing damage those little buggers cause, and there was no way the aspiring songstress could afford to damage her hearing.

-------More than anything, Haejung wanted to sing. She wanted to make others feel the way she did when she heard a beautiful song. To feel as though the soul has been uplifted even if the lyrics are in an unknown language. The first time Haejung felt this, she was ten and she heard the American song "Reflection" by Christina Aguilera. The emotions the were brought to her through the combination of sounds brought such a catharsis in her that, even though she had no idea what the song was about, she decided she wanted to sing one day. Instead of bringing negative emotion with her music, she wanted to bring peace and happiness to a person's heart. That was her dream, to soothe the savage earth.

-------Halfway to her destination, Haejung sat down on a bench in a park she passed through every morning on her way to work, and stretched her ankles. Today was not a good day to have worn stilettos; then again, no day is good for stilettos when you walk everywhere. Even more than she was a klutz, Haejung was a terrible driver. There was no denying it. Still though, she couldn't keep herself from wearing them. They made her feel beautiful, and, well, beauty is pain, isn't it? Yes. Yes, it is, and these stilettos were hot. That's all that really matters, isn't it? Ah, what she wouldn't do for five pairs of strappy stilettos–a single purple pair just wouldn't do–because you know what? She rock in stilettos, 'ho!

-------With a sigh at her own, very obvious, failure at life, Haejung picked herself off of the soon to be lonely park bench and smoothed out her stone grey skinny jeans. After adjusting her hair and changing the song streaming through her headphones to a more favorable one–"Choosy Lover," a Japanese song by Dong Bang Shin Ki (If there was one thing she had been naturally good at it was language. In her mind she had even adjusted the beginning English of the song to "Ooh. Hey TVXQ. Sexy. You're sexy. It's sexytime; CHIKACHIKA bed-now." Oh buddy, those were five of the sexiest pieces of man-flesh she had ever laid eyes on. What are you talking about, Haejung didn't have ulterior motives for choosing SM Entertainment as the company she wanted to be a part of. Of course not. What kind of girl do you take her for?)–Haejung made one last check to make sure her purple paisley silk baby-doll dress was not hiked up in the back, and then set off for Kuiyeowo Sarang again.

-------Haejung almost skipped her way to the café. Almost because she couldn't really do so in stilettos, but there was a hop in her step. Now, this might have been because of the cheerful beat coursing through her body from her headphones, or because of the thoughts of the deliciously scrumtrillescent hunks of man-flesh who serenaded her soul. Curiously, it was because of a delicious slice of man-flesh heaven a little more local and available than the musical gods that invaded her ear canal. Taehyun was all sorts of delicious with an extra helping of bowchikawawow and a side order of DAYUM-I'd-like-to-tap-that. Of course, Haejung would never say that out loud. That would just be tacky, and of course, Haejung was the epitome of not-tacky. Not to mention, Haejung would often joke of sexual related things, but, true to herself, Haejung planned on remaining a virgin until she was completely sure that the man she is with is the one for her. Unfortunately, she was not currently "with someone," but she was hoping that would change soon. And by hoping, I mean yearning. And by yearning, I mean that every now and then when she is sure nobody is looking, she'll peer up at the heavens and shout, no, scream:

-------"WHY?" But man, that Taehyun was a QT-Q; one smile of his could send her into euphoria for the entire day and there was no denying that even with her morals about sex, she wouldn't mind it all that much if he pushed her against a wall somewhere out of the blue and forcibly violated her mouth with his own. No, she wouldn't mind that one bit.

-------Actually, that would be amazing. Could you get on that, god? Please and thanks.' She smiled internally at the thought. She stopped for a moment at a shop window and eyed a pair of bright orange pumps. Why hello there,' she thought. I will be coming back for you on my break. Most definately.' Whoever said 'diamonds are a girls best friend' was an idiot. Shoes are a girls best friend; lots of shoes, her secret lover. Seeecccreeet llooooveeers~ [[OOC: Highlight the blank space for a secret message from Haejung.]

-------As she neared the café, Haejung took her headphones off of her ears, letting them lay comfortably around her neck as she lowered the volume to where it was audible to her only. She took a deep breath and entered the café. Putting on her biggest smile, Haejung greeted every one in the café with a cheerful:

-------"Annyeonhaseyo!" Haejung was surprised though, that she had made it here sooner than most of the other regulars. This was especially surprising due to the fact that Haejung was habitually late to everything. 'I wonder where everyone is,' she thought to herself as she took her normal seat on the black couch in front of the window overlooking the street. She peered out the window and noticed a few dark clouds had began to cover the sky she had admired that morning for being crystal clear and majestic and frowned as if mother nature was mocking her. She hoped that no one else had failed to check the weather this morning and left their umbrella at home. Haejung sighed once again and leaned back on the couch as she awaited her waiter to take her order.

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