Did you Change your Heart?

Does love stay in one place?
Does love only set on one person?

Can love be multiply?

Can love change?

Chapter 1

Change
Chapter One: Change
YoonA Im’s perspective

The two needles pointed skyward and that triggered the clock to sound. The alarm woke me up from my discomfort sleeping position. My mind at first was blank. I was wondering where am I, what am I doing here and who was I expecting. In a flash, my brain told me the answers. I groaned and moved my shoulders with my eyes still shut. My neck throbbed as I slowly raised my head from my arms. The first thing I saw was a blurry image of a white plate. A plate of now cold untouched chicken along side a bowl of rice with a cold pale brown soup next to it. Somehow this picture upsets me. I could not believe he broke his promise again. Well he did not actually made the promise. He just nodded his head and left in a rush. After several minutes of staring at the unpleasantly cold supper, I sat up straight on the wooden kitchen chair. My whole body started to feel ached as I moved bit by bit. Sleeping on the dining table was definitely a bad idea. I stretched myself and after my mind was immune from the pain, I stood up to pick up the dishes. I better put them in the microwave so I could heat them up as soon as he arrived back form wok. The instant I closed the microwave’s door, I heard a lock unbolt. My head automatically turned to the kitchen’s entry. Part of me felt rather angry with his late self but other part felt relieved he has returned home.

“DongHae?” I called his name and my feet dashed to the kitchen’s entrance. After so many months being together with him, my heart still thumped at the moment I was going to see him. Like now, my heart is beating like crazy as my eyes searched for his. However just as I stepped out from the kitchen to greet him, he just passed me like I was invisible. He did not even utter a word. I stared at him and his suit was still neat, very professional looking. His face, I noticed, was expressionless. Unlike months ago, he smiling face always bright up my day but he somehow…

… Change.

Is it possible for him to transform into a different person in just in months? What could have happened to him? Work has stressed him? Well, whatever the reason was, it was my duty to take care of him. I swore I would ensure of his health. I summoned up all of my courage and breathed in afterward out. “DongHae…” My voice betrayed me as it faded away after pronouncing his name. DongHae, who was loosening his tie and headed to his room, turned around to face me. His perfectly structure facial appearance still did not melt and continued to grimace.

“Yes?” the sound of his sweet tenor voice immediately emptied my mind. In addition to his statue face, DongHae rarely speak, at least to me. Therefore every time he converses, my brain just shut down. His vocal never failed to captivate me. I was not used to hearing his tone so I could be resistant to it. I gulped and tried to remember what I was trying to say earlier. At the same time, my head replayed his sweet voice over and over again. I noted he said it reluctantly, almost like he was displeased to answer me.

“Dinner,” I began, trying to create a sentence with it. My mind was not working properly. “Have you eaten dinner?” Okay wrong sentence arrangement, but it almost has the same meaning. There was a long awkward silence between us as I waited for his respond. I kept on glancing at him from my faraway position. My fingers twisted together and I felt my ring slipping. I pushed it back on my finger and continued to wait.

Finally he replied in a detached tone, “I’m not hungry.” His words did not surprise me and somehow still pains me. It was always the same respond after his character altered. It was almost like he did not want to eat the food that I cooked. I know I should not be thinking of this and I need prove why he does not want to eat whatever I cooked for him. However he was just so different from the DongHae that I met months ago. Was this his true behavior? I touched the ring around my finger and I felt the urge to see his. To my relieved, he wore it on the same hand and finger as mine. That made me smile. After a few more minutes of stillness, DongHae shifted so his back was facing me and said in a still isolated voice, “Good night YoonA.” With that he walked quickly to his room and closed the door. Not giving me the chance to say the same greeting, as always. It seemed like I was going to sleep in the guest room, again. It’s weird, we are not even fighting and already we are sleeping in separate rooms. DongHae has changed so much. He would never do this to me. I walked slowly to his room and gently touched the white wooden door. I only stepped in this room twice. The first time I remembered it vividly. It was after our first meeting.

Flash Back

“Can somebody please tell me, where exactly are we going?” I asked for the nth time but my parents are stubborn as always. Either of them was even close to break. I sighed loudly and leaned back on the leather seat at the back of the car. I folded my arms around my chest in annoyance as I glared at my mother. My father’s eyes were on the road so it would be a waste of my time to frown at him. My mother however has been giggling non-stop ever since we left the house. Something is up; I just can feel it. After a few minutes, I finally gave up and stared at the car’s window. Everything was so… Shiny. Seoul is full with tall silver buildings. It all seemed like a silver dream passing by so quickly almost a blur; well it is a blur. Still, it appeared so trance rather than just genuine. All of the sudden, I woke up; the dream vanished. A gorgeous gold entrance, filled with gold shimmering to create an attractive glass like door, replaced my vision. Two men in uniform, each immediately appeared beside my door and mom’s. This is the Rising Gods Hotel, a very famous luxuries inn. Why are we even here? My family is only the middle class of society. We cannot afford to eat here. Have they ever heard about the price?
Gosh

“Why thank you, young man.” My mother’s voice snapped me to reality. One of the men, or should I say boy, had opened my door. I reluctantly stepped out and smiled thankfully at the young man. He appeared to be seventeen? Or perhaps he was younger than that. He was also very skinny with brown bushy hair. It suited him and the uniform. “YoonA dear, come?”

“Yes mom.” I waved at the young boy and walked into the golden main reception of the hotel with high, oriented ceiling. “Whoa…” I said breathlessly, everything seemed so… grand. The shining and not to mention slippery golden brown floor, how I longed for my sneakers but then again, would they let anybody in without a tie or dress? Even hotels like this must have a dress code, don’t they? The walls of this place are marble, blimey. This is sure a five star place. I’m suddenly feeling nervous, I glanced at my parents who are meters away from me. I’m trying to keep up with them but they were walking so confidently. What is wrong with them today? My sight was suddenly gripped by the small gold and what looked like diamonds on the tables and chairs near the walls. I wonder what happened if anybody steals it. My head rose up and the ceiling. It’s like a picture of heaven. Clouds everywhere with a gorgeous pale blue background.

“YoonA!” I jumped and stared forward; mom was hissing my name. Gosh that was embarrassing. I looked down at my silver slippers as I walk, making my long wavy hair as a curtain to cover my red face. I finally arrived beside my parents and dad was talking to a woman wearing a black uniform behind a tall dark desk. Dad said a polite thank you, mom smiled at her and we went in what seemed to be a restaurant. A young man with white blonde hair led us to our table, my parents already made reservation? What is going on here? The place is very dark. As I’m trying to solve this ‘mystery’ I heard jumped when I heard a deep thunderous greeting. I was frantically shaking. An old man with a dark blue shirt was shaking dad’s hand with a warm and meaningful smile.

“I am so sorry for being late,” dad apologized. This is weird; I never met this man before. Why are we here with him? “Now this must be DongHae.” Dad said with pleasure and full of excitement. He and mom looked all please and I noticed their gaze was somewhere else. I followed it and my sight landed on a very good-looking man. He has a kind of small square shaped face with a very define straight nose. His lips, gosh they are full and so moist. God, what am I thinking?! My heart started to work over time. He was really cute, I must say. His eyes squinted as he smiled. He has a very nice smile, I have a good feeling about this.