<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5201154806639661358</id><updated>2011-07-08T00:08:45.132-07:00</updated><category term='When Fate Plays With The Fated'/><title type='text'>Welcome!어서 오세요!欢迎!いらしゃいませ!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5201154806639661358/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>N!w!nH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516662444340904229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5201154806639661358.post-7776314996062817259</id><published>2018-06-30T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T09:03:14.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WELCOME!</title><content type='html'>Things to take note while you're on this site:&lt;br /&gt;1) Links to my fanfic is on the right.&lt;br /&gt;2) They are "insert your name" fanfics. so when you see ~~~~~ it's your name okay?&lt;br /&gt;3) Do leave comments in the chatbox so that I know I'm not writting just for myself. XD&lt;br /&gt;4) Do not flame me if similarities to other stories do appear, it's just plain coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;5) Last but not least, enjoy your stay!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5201154806639661358-7776314996062817259?l=onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/feeds/7776314996062817259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/2009/06/welcome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5201154806639661358/posts/default/7776314996062817259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5201154806639661358/posts/default/7776314996062817259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/2009/06/welcome.html' title='WELCOME!'/><author><name>N!w!nH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516662444340904229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5201154806639661358.post-628864884981313258</id><published>2009-07-04T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T06:21:44.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='When Fate Plays With The Fated'/><title type='text'>Chapter 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;The Bet…&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been two months since I first met yunho but it was only last night that I made up my mind to confess to him. I’ve been thinking about it for months but I didn’t set my heart to do it until yesterday, after talking to Minji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minji: “Are you really going to do it? You don’t even have the guts to talk to him during our dance practices.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~: “I... I don’t know. I was thinking, maybe, I’ll prepare his favourite foods for lunch and stick a Polaroid of the words ‘Jung-Yun-Ho-I-Like-You’, one word a day under the lunchbox. That way, he won’t know who I am!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minji: “How on earth are you going to do it without him finding out?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~: “Well,  I just managed to get his timetable from Junsu and I’m gonna put the lunchbox in his locker when he’s not around.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minji: “Er, I think we have a problem? You won’t be able to open his locker without his locker combination!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~: “Don’t you worry about that. A few weeks back, Junsu asked Yunho to help keep something for him in Yunho’s locker. After which, Junsu asked for that thing back from Yunho while he was in class, on the precept that he needed it urgently an-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minji: “And that was how Junsu got Yunho's locker combination? Naughty! But wait! Wouldn’t Yunho be smart enough to know that Junsu’s the only one other than himself who has his locker combination?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~: “Oh no, that means I’ll get Junsu into trouble!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minji: “On second thought, you’re just leaving him a lunchbox. I’m sure it wouldn’t hurt to get free lunch. My mum says the way to a man’s heart is to capture his stomach. You just have to make sure your food is delicious and everything else is not important.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~: “Makes sense, and that means I need to practice my cooking first.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minji: “Are you joking? I was your guinea pig for the past week! I can assure you your food is unbeatable. He’ll totally fall for you. You’re the complete set! You can cook, clean, run and what not. Don’t worry, you can do it!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~: “Haha, thanks but what has running got to do with that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minji: “Just… just ignore that okay? I ran out of descriptions…  Anyways, why not make it tomorrow?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~: “Make what tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minji: “Duh, your confession..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~: “But I need more time to prepare”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minji: “Excuses…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~: “No! I just want to make sure everything will be perfect.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minji: “You’re just talking.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~: “No I’m not!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minji: “Then prove it!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~: “Fine! I’ll confess to him tomorrow!...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minji: “Yeah-yeah...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~: “What?! I'm serious, I'll do it, I swear.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minji: “We see about that tomorrow. =)”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~: “I’d better go to sleep soon. I have to wake up early tomorrow. There's a lot of preparation to do.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minji: “Okay. See you in school at seven-thirty tomorrow!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~: “Bye! Sleep tight! Miss ya!”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5201154806639661358-628864884981313258?l=onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/feeds/628864884981313258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/2009/07/chapter-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5201154806639661358/posts/default/628864884981313258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5201154806639661358/posts/default/628864884981313258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/2009/07/chapter-4.html' title='Chapter 4'/><author><name>N!w!nH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516662444340904229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5201154806639661358.post-6135732225321352101</id><published>2009-07-04T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T06:05:08.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='When Fate Plays With The Fated'/><title type='text'>Chapter 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;What he thinks…&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho’s POV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the canteen when I saw one of the hand written posters, “To all dance lovers , we’ll be setting up a new dance club. If you’re interested to join us, please come down to the dance studio after school today.” Dancing has always been my heart and soul and so I decided to go for it. The studio was pretty packed with people scattered all over the dance floor. Some dancers were doing their stretches, the others chattering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I entered the room, there was this girl who was staring at me, I couldn’t figure out the reason so I just ignored her stares. I walked to the centre of the room and danced my heart out. The president of the club came up to me and introduced himself, “Hi, I’m Junsu, the president of the dance club. I see you’re a very good dancer, would you like to join our club?” Yeah, sure!” I immediately accepted his invitation. I grinned from ear to ear when I knew that I would get to dance in a group again. I stopped dancing for two years ever since when I left Gwangju, my hometown, to come to Seoul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu then left me alone to mingle around and went over to the girl who stared at me. They seem quite close, talking and laughing. She left shortly after, and came back with a stack of papers. Another girl who was with her helped to distribute the forms to all the other dancers, we filled up the forms and passed it back to them. The girl disappeared and returned without them. I guess she submitted those to the office. I still have no idea who is she but I think I’ll find out soon. They look like they were discussing some serious matters until Junsu gathered us and made his announcement, “Hi people, welcome to our club, starting tomorrow, our dance practices will be every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday. I’ll see you guys in this studio after school tomorrow, say 3pm? If there are no further questions, you’re free to go.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all walking to the exit when “that girl” tripped over one of her friend’s foot. I reacted just in time and halted her fall. She turned and once she saw me, her face turned as red as a tomato. I’ve got to admit she looked kind of cute that way. I know what you’re thinking but, no, I do not believe in love at first sight. I’m not falling for a girl I don’t even know. As soon as she steadied her footing, I let go of my grip on her arm and left. I, too, am starting to feel the heat myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5201154806639661358-6135732225321352101?l=onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/feeds/6135732225321352101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/2009/07/chapter-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5201154806639661358/posts/default/6135732225321352101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5201154806639661358/posts/default/6135732225321352101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/2009/07/chapter-3.html' title='Chapter 3'/><author><name>N!w!nH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516662444340904229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5201154806639661358.post-3088979004670684906</id><published>2009-07-02T08:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T06:17:20.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='When Fate Plays With The Fated'/><title type='text'>Chapter 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;The fall...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I would do it but, I joined the club just so i could see him. I didn't join as a dancer though. Junsu knows I can't dance. The last time i danced for my brother's birthday, he laughed so hard, he told me he needed an oxygen tank to breathe. I swear I'd never dance for him again. Junsu thought for a moment and he gave me the position of being the secretary. My first task was to settle the paperwork for the club's applications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed to the admin office and came back with all the necessary papers. Minji helped me with the distribution of the forms to the members and we collected it back after they were done filling it up. Before I submitted them to the office, I took a peek at "his" form. Written in cursive in the 'name' column, it says "Jung YunHo". I also found out that his blood type is A+ and that he is already in his final year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I scanned through the form thoroughly, I submitted the papers and went back to discuss the club's practice timings with Junsu. Since I already joined the track and field club which has practice sessions every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, we decided that the dance club's practice days would be every Tuesday, Thursdays and Saturdays, starting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu made the announcement to our members and we were dismissed. On our way out, I tripped over Minji's leg. I was prepared for the fall but surprisingly, it didn't follow through. Someone had caught my arm in mid-air. Slowly, I turned to look at my saviour and was delighted to see the face that met mine. It was him. Jung Yunho. I wished time could freeze. I could feel the blood gushing to my cheeks as the seconds ticked by . However, when I finally stablilized my foot steps, he let go of my hand and left before i could thank him. I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5201154806639661358-3088979004670684906?l=onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/feeds/3088979004670684906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/2009/07/chapter-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5201154806639661358/posts/default/3088979004670684906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5201154806639661358/posts/default/3088979004670684906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/2009/07/chapter-2.html' title='Chapter 2'/><author><name>N!w!nH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516662444340904229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5201154806639661358.post-1757658848871967026</id><published>2009-07-02T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T08:12:15.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='When Fate Plays With The Fated'/><title type='text'>Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Two months ago...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"~~~~~ ya, what are we doing here?" Minji asked impatiently while i dragged her towards the dance studio. "You'll find out when we get there" I replied, slightly smirking, not wanting to let the cat out of the bag just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently found out that Junsu, my brother's classmate, is going to set up a new dance interest group with his best friend, Eun Hyuk. However, their application was unsuccessful due to the lack of members. Thus, they are recuiting dancers in the dance studio after school today. Hopefully they'll be able to meet the minimum requirement of having at least five members after today. I thought that since Minji liked dancing so much, this would be a great chance for her to indulge in her passion and meet people with the same interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we entered the studio, we were greeted with loud music blasting from the speakers. They were positioned strategically in the four corners of the room such that one would be able to hear the music clearly, no matter which position we were standing. After approximately one minute of observing the room, I realised that a guy wearing a black hooded vest over a white shirt, together with baggy jeans had just walked in through the only exit. His top was a perfect fit and complimented his tall slender frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i was still in a daze, he had already made his way towards the center of the room to make his opening a grand one. He had stopped the loud music, connected his Ipod to the speaker and started dancing to the song, O Jung Ban Hap. His moves were swift and powerful. It's nothing like what I've seen before. After the dance ended, Junsu immediately invited the guy to join their crew and he accepted the invition with a grin which was brighter than the sun. From that moment, I was deeply mesmerised by him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5201154806639661358-1757658848871967026?l=onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/feeds/1757658848871967026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/2009/07/chapter-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5201154806639661358/posts/default/1757658848871967026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5201154806639661358/posts/default/1757658848871967026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/2009/07/chapter-1.html' title='Chapter 1'/><author><name>N!w!nH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516662444340904229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5201154806639661358.post-5602022530145136471</id><published>2009-07-01T08:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T06:15:55.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='When Fate Plays With The Fated'/><title type='text'>Foreword</title><content type='html'>"Hurry up or else we're gonna be late!", it's my human alarm clock ringing again. Ever since I was a kid, my elder brother is always there to make sure that I am on time for school. However, his constant reminders were never effective. Not until recently – after I met Jung Yunho. And now, I'm only left with the decoration and my "Bento of love" will be all set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"~~~~~, are you coming or what? I have a meeting with Junsu in 20 minutes, if you're not ready in 5 minutes I'm leaving without you!", Changmin's voice boomed in from the front entrance. I've neglected to mention my brother being my personal chauffeur, and missing out on his free ride would mean that I have to risk ruining my precious bento while trying to squeeze up a bus filled with more than a few dozens of people on the way to school. With this in mind, I absently shouted something along the lines of," I'm coming!" before scooting off to get dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected, Junsu wasn't even at the school when we reached. I bid my brother goodbye as I headed to my classroom to meet the Minji. She was early today because I had a crazy idea yesterday and i told her about it. She had bet her life on it that I wouldn’t do it. But she had underestimated my determination. I am going to confess to my crush. In a very special way too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5201154806639661358-5602022530145136471?l=onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/feeds/5602022530145136471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/2009/07/foreword.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5201154806639661358/posts/default/5602022530145136471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5201154806639661358/posts/default/5602022530145136471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onlyjungyunho.blogspot.com/2009/07/foreword.html' title='Foreword'/><author><name>N!w!nH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516662444340904229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
