About Last Night

This is a short-one, guys. Probably the shortest I've ever done so far. But it fits the story I wanted to tell. Thanks for all the love ... and for waiting. About Last Night Psycho_j: Hey, why are you still up? Avant_hye: Oppa… Psycho_j: It’s past 2 AM Avant_hye: I can’t sleep…hey, happy for the award you got. Aja! Psycho_j: Thanks! Did you catch the broadcast earlier? Avant_hye: Aniya. The meeting with the production team of my new project wrapped up late. But I caught some videos of you online. Your fans are always fast. Psycho_j: My jangeos are the best ~cri Avant_hye: Hahaha. Hey, oppa, I’m not an Eel so quit saying ~cri to me. I don’t get it, really. Psycho_j: Ya! Don’t you like me? Avant_hye: Well, I suppose I do… Psycho_j: then you’re an Eel! Avant_hye: I’m not! I like you but I’m not your fan! Psycho_j: Am I a bad actor? Avant_hye: Of course not! Psycho_j: Have you watched any of my movies or dramas? Avant_hye: ….uh, not all of your works, but I’ve seen all of your movies Psycho_j: Then you’re my fan. A fan is someone who likes a certain movie star, singer or artist. You like me, you see my works, you appreciate my talent…then you’re my fan. An Eel. Avant_hye: Oppa, I hate to break this to you but… I never spent a dime to see you perform. I watch your movies/dramas online, for free. I don’t lurk and live in your official site. I don’t go to your fan meetings. I don’t have posters of you plastered on my bedroom wall. I never ever asked for your autograph… and I don’t squeal and die of happiness everytime I see you. So, NO. I’m not your fan. Psycho_j: Avant_hye: By the way, you and Moon Geun Young unni looked good together on stage. Psycho_j: That girl is getting thinner and thinner everytime I see her. Avant_hye: But she looked gorgeous last night. Admit it. Psycho_j: She did, I guess. I don’t know. Skinny girls never appeal to me, you know. Avant_hye: I didn’t know that. ^_^ Psycho_j: Yeah, right. I forgot you’re not my fan. My Eels know that. Avant_hye: Oh. Mianhe if I’m not privy to such classified information. Psycho_j: Wait, I’ll be right back. (After a few minutes) Psycho_j: Still there? Avant_hye: Here. Psycho_j: I went to drink my meds. For my colds. My throat is getting scratchy. Avant_hye: Oh, oppa, are you ok? Drink lots of water. Psycho_j: I’m good.Must be the changing weather, I think….which reminds me of something… Avant_hye: Bo? Psycho_j: It’s spring! Avant_hye: Is it? Psycho_j: Unless you are in some tropical country and you are not Park Shin Hye, it’s not. SPRING is here which only means one thing to both you and me. Avant_hye: I’m….not really sure what you’re talking about, oppa. Psycho_j: YA! Psycho_j: And did you just mention in a magazine interview that you would like to have a boyfriend this year? Did you really mean that? Psycho_j: Hey, Shin Hye. Are you there? Answer me. Avant_hye has logged out. Avant_hye has logged in. Avant_hye: Oppa, my internet is acting up. I think I should just go to sleep now. Good night, oppa! Psycho_j: Shin Hye, don’t you dare log off --- Avant_hye has logged out. ~0o0~ A few minutes passed before Keun Suk hears his phone beep. A message from Shin Hye: “Oppa, I didn’t know you could be so dense. I like you as an actor and as a person. But did you ever wonder why I refuse to be called your fan? Maybe because I prefer to be called as something else… like a girlfriend, perhaps? Anyong-hi jumuseyo, Oppa.” Keun Suk smiles crazily at her message. “You pretty, little rascal,” he mutters under his breath. This girl really drives him crazy.