Cass led Jeremy and Hae Jae-Woo to the parking lot while complaining about his sister Chin-Sun. "I really wish she would stop calling me to babysit Hae-Won. I mean the kid is cute, but it's getting irritating." He paused by an extremely expensive looking red vehicle and Yang Dae-Su's voice called out.
"Hey, who is driving Jae-Woo to the restaurant?"
Cass paused, "Ah, that's right, you totaled yours, Jae-Woo." He shook his head.
"I'll drive him," Jeremy offered. Hae Mina was not sure why, but the fact that Jeremy owned a car was a bit of a surprise. Most of the rich families she knew of had chauffeurs. Cass liked to be flashy so for him to own one made sense, but Jeremy seemed to be gentle and causal.
"Fine by me," Cass shrugged. "You want a ride?" he asked Yang Dae-Su.
"No, thanks. I'll drive mine. Your driving is far to reckless for my taste," with this he gave a wave and headed to an expensive looking white car. Cass shook his head then climbed into his car. Jeremy motioned for Hae Jae-Woo to follow him. They left the parking lot, crossed the street and entered a parking garage.
"Sorry, I park in the garage instead of on the street. Unlike Cass and some of the others my car isn't easily replaced."
"So why in a public parking garage?" Hae Jae-Woo asked.
"Oh, the top three floors are private. You cannot access them without a keycard." he pulled a card from his pocket. You'll see." He led her to an elevator and they went to up to the fifth floor. Upon arriving, they were met by a small room with another door. Here Jeremy slid his keycard into the available slot. After a moment, the giant doors opened and the duo were given access to the room beyond. Twelve cars sat parked in the lot and made her heart ached. How did people afford these luxurious cars? "Which one do you want to ride in?" Jeremy asked pointing to three cars that sat next to each other.
"Which one? Are all three of these yours?"
"Well," his face flushed, "they all are. My father's the owner of the French car company Lebel Automotive. I don't like driving those," he pointed to the other cars which looked ten times as expensive as the three he stood by. "They are closer to Cass's style. Not mine. I prefer my cars to look...normal."
Compared to the sports cars, these ones were normal. One was a white four door SUV. The second one was a small dark blue coop, and the third was a dark blue sedan. The sedan looked the least expensive so she pointed to it. "That one is fine."
He grinned, "That's my favorite one." With that the two entered the car. As Jeremy drove them to the diner, Hae Mina could not help but wonder at how the rich lived. Several luxurious cars, private parking garages, names that could strike fear into the hearts of the lower class. How did people live like that? She could hardly imagine paying for a car that cost more than three years worth of living expenses. At last, they made it to the diner. Jeremy led her inside and they quickly joined the group that had arrived minutes before.
Hae Mina slid onto the booth. Jeremy slid beside her. Kyung Jiho sat across from Jeremy and Cass sat across from her. Yang Dae-Su sat at the head of the table, and Duskin sat at the base of the table. Hae Mina looked around at the large diner and began to wonder about its name. "Why's it called The Maid's Diner?"
Jeremy began the explanation, "It's named for two reasons. The first one is because before it was created, the owner was richer than Jiho's family is now. He had all the world could give him. He was even engaged. But his life didn't suit him, so he ran from his overpowering parents and moved here, this wasn't much of a place yet. Well, he found this abandoned building, and made a diner out of it. For a long time people just called it a diner, but the name changed when he met a girl named Park Eun.
After a few weeks or months—no one really remembers how long they were together—he found out she was a maid at one of his family vacation houses. He was broken-hearted and believed she was only spying on him. So, he argued with her and they separated. Weeks later, the food of the diner had depleted in quality. He was the cook, but he couldn't cook anymore because he was too depressed. No one wanted to eat here anymore. Well, a week before he was to close the restaurant, Park Eun appeared, still in a maid's outfit, to apologize. She had quit her other job to come to him.
He knew she was serious because she looked like she'd just come from a plane. Without hesitation he begged her forgiveness, actually got down on his knees and begged. She forgave him as much as he forgave her. They entered the soon-to-be-closed restaurant and she began to clean tables as he cleaned the back room. Little did he know a needy family stepped in just as he left. Park Eun tended to them as if she were their maid. She even entertained the children. When the owner saw this and how it affected the costumers, his mind bloomed with ideas. Weeks later the store was renamed and saved.
The second reason it's called The Maid's Diner is because, in memory of his wife's former occupation, the owner has everyone who works for him dress up as a servant. All the waitresses dress like maids and the waiters dress like butlers."
"That's interesting," Hae Jae-Woo muttered. Hae Mina found it quite romantic, but she doubted her brother would agree. To her knowledge, Hae Jae-Woo wasn't one for romance.
The waitress approached and she wore, just as Jeremy had said, a maid costume. The base of the dress was black and the apron was white and frilly. They ordered and she shuffled off. Hae Mina noticed Cass's eyes were glued to the girl's retreating figure. Another girl passed and his eyes examined her. One girl at a time, he examined. After a light haired girl passed he gave a low whistle. "Now, that one was hot."
"You're so immature, Cass," Hae Jae-Woo muttered.
"You have to admit Jae-Woo she was a beauty." Hae Mina fought the embarrassment. She was not about to check out another girl. Jeremy saved her.
"I think she was okay, but I've seen more beautiful ones. So have you Cass."
"Yeah, but I wouldn't mind that beauty by my side." Hae Mina stifled a groan at Cass's comment. This was going to be a long afternoon.
"Anyway, Cass, why'd you want us all here?" Kyung Jiho questioned.
"Oh, yeah, practice."
"What about it?" Duskin questioned.
"Well, other than you falling asleep every now and then, we need to teach Jae-Woo the practice schedule again."
"I know," Duskin replied, "But lately we have not been following it ourselves, so I have constructed a new schedule." He slid a paper onto the center of the table. "I have circled our simultaneous free time. As you can see, through the week we only have a few shared hours of free time. Of course, we have our offical hours from one to two, but we have to practice more than just hat hour. I think, at least for the next two weeks, it is necessary to stop the games and practice during our free time in the afternoons; otherwise, Jae-Woo will not be able to learn the songs in time."
"Why can't he just practice by himself?" Kyung Jiho complained.
"He wouldn't know if he's playing correctly or not," Cass stated. Hae Mina felt offended. Although she never thought she had much artistic skill, she had always been good at learning written music quickly. Hae Jae-Woo often struggled to learn it but once he did, he never forgot it: she did if she did not practice. Hae Jae-Woo was also good at creating music out of thin air, something Hae Mina knew she would never be capable of doing.
"Jiho, whether Jae-Woo needed the practice or not, we have all been slacking and if we are going to perform well at the concert, we need to prepare. So, here is the new practice schedule. On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, we will have practice from ten to eleven. Then again at one till two. Our final practice will be at four and will end at five-thirty or six, depending on how we feel. On Tuesdays and Thursdays we will start practicing at eight and finish at nine. After lunch we will start at one and finish at three. Sticking to such a strict schedule should be enough to prepare us for the concert. Jae-Woo, no matter what, you need to be at each practice. Since you have lost your memories, you have the most to learn."
Hae Jae-Woo gave a nod. Hae Mina did not want to admit it, but a part of her worried about the practices. Yes, she learned music swiftly, but she could not help but wonder if her skills on the violin and guitar would be enough. Well, I guess I will only need to worry about the guitar since Jae Woo never plays the violin.
"Jiho, you need to be there as often as possible since you and Jae-Woo's parts rely on each other."
"Food is here," Jeremy called as the waitress grew closer.
"Let's just eat and quit talking about this," Kyung Jiho suggested.
"Okay, but the deal is, we start practicing tomorrow," Duskin added before the food was placed before them.
Later that evening Hae Jae-Woo changed upstairs relieved that the day was over. His loose clothes floated about him as he dropped onto the bed and stared at the white ceiling. Moments later, Jeremy appeared at the top of the steps. He paused and frowned as his eyes scanned over Hae Jae-Woo. "I wouldn't wear that if I was you," Jeremy whispered pointed to Hae Jae-Woo's white shirt. "Why not?" Hae Jae-Woo sat up and gave a puzzled look. "It's white," Jeremy muttered, but the statement didn't seem to phase Hae Jae-Woo, so Jeremy continued. "Cass and Jiho want revenge on you and knowing them, you'll end up drenched by morning. That top is white and somewhat thin. If it gets wet..." a blush touched his cheeks. Hae Jae-Woo crossed his arms over his torso. "I'll change," he whispered. Jeremy stood up and sat on the top step. "I'll stay here and ma
Hae Mina bit her lip. She wanted to march back into that room and slam her fist into his jaw. No one speaks to me like that! She mocked as she made her way through the maze-like halls. Ooh, if my brother's hospital bill didn't rely on you, I'd knock you out again, you conceited jerk! Hae Mina unlocked her room, tossed the door open and stormed inside. She kicked Kyung Jiho's bed then grabbed her foot in pain. "You okay, Jae-Woo?" Jeremy asked as he entered the room and shut the door with a soft click. "Yeah," she took in a sharp breath through her teeth. "I'm fine," She cleared her throat then sat on the edge of Kyung Jiho's bed, holding her foot. "Is it wrong for me to want to choke him out?" she asked as she examined her foot. "Yes," Jeremy chuckled. "It's understandable, but still wrong," he smiled. She closed her eyes and dropped back o
Hae Mina looked forward with narrow eyes. How was she supposed to get away without him noticing who she was? She continued to walk toward the diner. Cass's car pulled beside her. "Hey, babe, can I ask you a question?" Cass's smooth voice called. Hae Mina stood straighter and continued to walk. Cass's car stopped, but she continued. A few silent minutes passed before she felt someone's hand on her shoulder. She spun around and stomped on the person's foot. She grinned when she saw Cass's shocked face. She then turned and hurried past the building. Cass didn't follow her. She sighed in relief when she rounded the corner and slid down the side of the wall. The rough surface caused a gasp of pain to slip from her lips, but relief flooded her. Cass hadn't followed her, nor had he taken the time to recognized her. "Hey, hon, why'd you do something like that? I only want
Hae-Won re-entered the room. "Does it hurt?" she asked looking at Hae Mina's bandaged back. "I'll be okay. Do you want to help me find a good dress to wear?" "Okay." The girl smiled and hurried to the pile of dresses. She began to throw them about before she found a green dress and pulled it from the pile then handed it to Hae Mina. "I like this one. Try it." Hae-Won darted from the room. Hae Mina closed her eyes in relief. The girl moved like a buzzing bee. While she changed, she could hear Hae-Won talking to Cass. "Unni's nice, Uncle Cass, and she pretty," Hae-Won laughed. "Just watch the movie, Hae-Won," he chuckled. "Are you going to keep her?" She asked honestly. "Hae-Won," he began to scold. "Okay, okay, no need to get sewious," she
As Cass and Hae Mina approached the table, his parents rose to their feet. Hae Mina gave them a gentle bow and introduced herself, "Good evening, I'm Hae Mina. I'm pleased to meet you." "Hmm," Cass's father muttered then motioned at the table. "sit." The group took their seats. "Good evening, Hae Mina, I'm Taeyang Su-Ji and this is my husband Taeyang Hong-Jin. We are pleased to meet you." After a moment of awkward silence, the waitress came to take their orders. Hae Mina's stomach knotted up as she waited for the interrogation to begin. She had no idea how she and Cass were going to trick his parents but she hoped this went by fast. She leaned against the back of the chair and had to hide a flinch. Not a smart idea. Her side may have had medicine on it, but that did not prevent it from hurting. "Appa, you called us here when we had plans.
The next morning just as the sun was rising above the trees and buildings, Kyung Jiho came into the room like a bullet. "Guys, check this out! Cass, get up." Hae Jae-Woo came down the staircase to see what the commotion was about. "Jiho, what are you doing?" he grumbled. "Look," Kyung Jiho tossed the newspaper at Hae Jae-Woo who caught it with ease. Hae Jae-Woo looked at the front page and paled. Cass and Hae Mina sat in the ice cream shop laughing. Her face wasn't shown in the picture, but Cass's smiling face was clear. She was suddenly quite thankful she had sat with her back to the door. Cass stood beside her and looked down at the paper. The other three circled them. "Who is she, Cass?" Duskin questioned. "It says you guys were with each other all day. Even your parents met her. It also says that they suspect you've been secretly dati
That Sunday, Hae Jae-Woo stretched out on his bed with a smile on his face. He knew the others had gone home for the day. Some were visiting family and some were hiding from them. Hae Mina smiled. Since she was alone, she could be a girl today, but then again there were lots of boys left in the school, so she had a high chance of being caught. After a short debate, she decided she would just continue being Hae Jae-Woo. After dressing in loose, but not baggy, jeans, and a black T-shirt, Hae Jae-Woo left the confining room. He walked down the hall studying the music sheet in his hand and softly whispering the lyrics. As he walked toward the elevator, he collided with another body. Hae Jae-Woo stumbled backward and landed on his butt with a surprised gasp flying from his lips. He looked up at the sound of Chang Minsu's panicked voice. "Hae Jae-Woo. I am so sorry. I wasn't paying attention."
Hae Jae-Woo stared at the ceiling. He was exhausted since he had gotten very little sleep. He had been far too busy thinking about the little girl in Chang Minsu's room. Hae Jae-Woo yawned. I hope they are going to be okay. When Duskin began to stir down below, Hae Jae-Woo got up and changed. If Duskin was up, it meant classes would start soon and it being Monday morning meant Hae Jae-Woo had an eight o'clock class. Hae Jae-Woo didn't bother changing into the school uniform since no one else in Nightide--excluding Dusking--followed that rule. He just dressed in his street clothes then walked down the steps. "Meet you in class at nine, Duskin," he stated before slipping out the door. He sat in class without paying attention. His mind was on Chang Minsu and why he wasn't in the room. This was the one class they had together where no one from Nightide would interfere if they spoke, and yet