Hana's POV

Mum : Hana, don't forget tonight's event. I want to introduce you to your grandmother.

Mum : Okay mum.

My Grandmother. Madam Tae. Tonight is supposed to be the highlight of my grandmother's 85th birthday. I never met her since she was living in Australia. I was in the middle of shopping to pick a present for her.

Mum : Bring a boyfriend would you?

Me : A boyfriend? Omma, you know I don't have one.

Mum : A pretty-you don't have one yet? Hmmm... How about that Jackson man?

Me : Omma!

Mum : He's handsome and has good behavior. I adore him.

Me : OMMA!

Mum: Arasor. Well, come early then.

Me : Yes I will mum.

Boyfriend? I have one. No, I HAD one... 

Kookie.

Aish...This is insane. I'm quite shocked at myself. Why did he suddenly invade my mind? Why the sudden remembrance? Ommaa...

Yet on this day... Aish... 

It must be the after effect of these matchmaking that CEO Lee Hyuk have been shoving to my face since last week. Letting me acknowledge my singleton life.

Hmm. But I can't help to think... How was he nowadays? 

Last time I read somewhere he had launched a new series of dancing apprentice reality shows. He's doing really well in becoming the CEO of his own entertainment empire. I never got around to attend his events and parties much. I don't have the courage to even see him. But I do keep on track on what he did.

I even had a scrapbook of him too.

Besides, I knew deep in my heart I still am in love with him. I just decided to admire him from afar. Dark nights brought comfort to me as I surf around looking at his profile and posts on Facebook and yes his tweets. At least he looked happy. That comfort me much seeing him like that.

Little did I know that tonight things might change all that.

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Mum : This is Hana, mother. My daughter.

Grandma : ...

Mum : Mum?

Grandma : Owh...

Mum : Mum?

Grandma : Owh... Owh..

That is all she could say while looking at me. Really looking at me.

With shaky hands, Grandma took a tight grab on my hands. Rubbing my arms, touching my face. With glistened eyes, she smiled. Then, she hugged me. Tight. I can sense her body trembled much.

Grandma : Owh baby... Baby Hana... My granddaughter...

Me : Grandma...

Grandma : She looks just like you So Hyung. Ow, my god. (clamping her mouth)

Me : Grandma.

Grandma : Owh, I love how you call me that.

Me : Yes, grandma. Grandma. Grandma. Grandm...

Grandma : Haha... Owh, such resemblance to you, So Hyung-ah. And call me gran. I like it like that.

Me : Okay Gran it is.

I just smiled at the sudden admiration shone in my gran's eyes. I took an instant liking to her. Adorable and sweet. My heart ached when she said her apologies for not knowing my existence.

Gran : I'm really sorry for what happened to your dear one. If I knew, I just took over you. Your mother never...

Mum : I'm so sorry mother. I'm really sorry. I don't have the heart to tell you about my wedlock daughter. Things get so ....

Gran : Shush child. You never bother to share your problems with me. Look at my precious granddaughter. What horrible life she had been in. Twenty-eight years So Hyung-ah ... Twenty-eight years... How can we be so cruel... Owh... Hana. My sweet-sweet grandchild.

Gran cooed, with teary eyes touched my face and hugged me so tight before she smothered me with her kisses. I could see a tinge of tear sat in the corner of my mum's eyes too. I don't even know what to say. Her words tingled and saddened me.

If only my existence was known to her, everything would be different. Everything will definitely smell roses and daisies.

She just holds onto my hands and never let go even though she met with another guest. So, I just took in my situation so willingly; holding and supporting her arms and made myself an anchor for her.

She gave her maid her cane and used me instead. As another excuse to never let me go. Ah... my cute grandma.

There were much more people to meet. I can't believe the number of people who were acquainted with her could be as crowded as this big hall.

I noticed that my gran is one of the most influential political figures in Korea. I could see some other political figures on the television actually came and greeted her. I was so amazed by her.

Mum told me later that as Gran was known by many people in Korea, she reasoned that she made up that decision where she never had the heart to tell my gran about me as not to mar the family's image.

As bewildered as I was before, I can't help to forgive her for that very reason.

As I was beginning to get to know my gran, she was one of the kindest and genuine soul I ever met. Her smile, her touches, and manner towards me and her guests showed me what kind of a person she really is.

Then, I saw him.

My heart skipped a beat. The world seems to stop around me.

When I see a tint of his smirk, the world whirled back to normal again.

He went straight towards Gran and me. I was shocked as not to be able to take my eyes off him. In nanoseconds I checked him out. Dashing black suit. Sleek demeanor and dominance.

Kookie : Grandmama...

Gran : Kookie. Glad you could make it. Hana, this is Jung Kook. Jung Kook, Hana. Hana, JungKook.

Kookie : Hi. I am Jung Kook.

Kookie looked at me. Obviously smiling. Piercing eyes burn into me. His innocence looks I admired most were gone replaced by edgy chin and jaws. His haircuts mirrored a successful businessman. And his physic, quite prominent and bigger. Eyes began smoldering into me. Before things began to revolve around him, I planned to make an excuse.

Me : Hi, I'm Hana. Nice to meet you. Mm... By the way Gran, I need to clarify something with dad.

Gran : Ow... okay.

Kookie : You mean Mr. Jin Hee? He's talking with my dad. I could walk with you there.

Gran : Owh, Kookie. As charming as always. So be it, Hana, let Jung Kook walked you there. I need to be a host today.

Hana : But, Gran... I can ...

Kookie stretched his arms. Gran is waiting. And I, Hana, HAD to hold him.

Kookie : Right here Hana-shi.

Kookie looked at me and gestured me to another hall. As Gran dispersed to another guest I have no choice but to pretend to look for dad.

We went silently with my hand on his arm.

We stopped in front of the door.

"Why are you here, Hana?"

Suddenly those words suddenly triggered my memory of our incident that had happened 5 years ago.

The things that I hate the most. The thing you know would break me, Hana. Why did of all the people and dancers in the world would you choose Jimin? Why Hana? Why? Why?

That is his last word.

The last word of Why' of a misunderstanding that I don't want to bother to clarify because of his jealousy that went so wrong, on so many levels.

When he finally knew the truth I was way too hurt by his words and him, who was too stubborn to admit his mistakes made us went on our separate ways never to resolve and address the issue again.

I tried not to cross his path until I finally got out of my contract and made a fortune on my own company. It was the most painful year of my life.

If only he knew how much I loved him and it hurt me every day since.

Kookie : Why are you here?

Me : ...

Kookie : Hana.

Me : ...

Kookie : Hana.

Me : ....

Kookie : I never expect to see you here. I was solemn these few days.

That sentences and that tone of his triggered my inner anger. How dare of him after all these years.

I forcefully trying to pull my hand but his stronghold won't budge at all.

Me : Let me go.

Kookie : No...

His stronghold ignites my anger and I spit my anger at him at full force.

Me : Then why do you approach me if you don't want to see my face?! Why approach me first?! You can just walk away until I was not there! Could you not do that?!

Kookie turned around looking straight to me. His eyes were hard and dominating.

Kookie's POV

"Because I missed you like a madman... damn it!"

That phrase rang loud in my inner mind. I looked at her.

Gosh, I hate her moist and alluring lips.

Hate her soft brown eyes and her beautiful, lovely features and curves.

Hate her for going away and listened to my demand to not see me again. Hate her too much that I felt like killing myself.

Mad at myself for suggesting and keeping the break-up and be apart for the sake of our career.

Hana's POV

His eyes... Looking left to right at my eyes.

This is unstable. Like he was mad.

I can sense that Kookie wanted to say something. Suddenly, the door flung opened and Dad appeared from it.

"Eh? Jung Kook? Hana? What are you two doing here?" Dad's voice rang us out to reality. I regained my posture as quickly as possible.

"Looking for you, dad. Thanks, Mr. Jung Kook." I addressed Kookie and went to my father's arm and tried to walk away.

"Mr. Jin Hee?" Kookie's voice stopped both of us.

"Yes?"

"Could I ask your daughter's hand for the first dance later on?"

My eyes widened as I was shocked by his offer. How dare of him ...

"Yes, definitely will, Kookie." My dad smiled mischievously.

"Hana-shi, would you?" His hand was extended to me making sure Dad saw it.

"Okay." I gritted my responses as I held on his and let him led me to the dance floor.

I was madly trying to compose myself. As we moved to the crowd everyone smiled at me and him.

Then, the music started.

It is a waltz. A dance which CLEARLY forced me to stay close to him.

He challenged me with his eyes. As a prideful dancer, I accepted his challenge. People around us were applauding and cheering us up. 

He still was the same Jung Kook whom I used to dance with. It's just his eyes that bothered me. 

It was stirring something dark in me, something that was kept on lockdown all these years. Especially when he looks straight at me, his eyes were warm and dominant at the same time. Can't help to admire his intense stare, lingering eyes from my eyes to my nose and my lips. I could see his Adam's apple gulped a few times.

Gosh, I was still not immune to his charms.

Kookie's POV

I intentionally touch inappropriately when we dance. Holding her, pulling her tightly, touching and lingered inappropriately. She sighed and blushed.

"Don't miss me huh? I'll show how much a liar you are."

I looked down at her, gave my most smoldering eyes when we met. She started to avoid my stare.

Gosh, how could she lie not to miss me?

I remembered an interview which I saw last year. About her relationship rumors. Did she really am happy these few years? Did she really move on?

God... I hate to miss her. Mentally and physically.

Hana's POV

His smoldering eyes still had that effect on me. I gasped at his inappropriate touches. I tried to be the bigger person because we are in everyone's eyes with flashing cameras all around us. Every now and then I clawed him hard to warn him which was obviously not working.

Author's note: GAH!!! I had to take a break from here. But, I'll come back earlier than you think I will.