Jonghyun Note Novels & Stories

Hyun Jin was looking at them from the corner of the sport area. He was looking at playful duo furiously while talking on the phone. “Okay, I will reach there soon” said Hyun Jin and hung up. His eyes never left them. He removed the phone from his ear and pressed it harshly and crushed it with his hand into several pieces. ……… Meanwhile at the locker room: Hyuna came out of the changing room while wearing beautiful purple knitted turtle neck with black denim skirt.

The strands fell limply into their place. “I’m fine,” Jeremy replied. “Just a little tired. Hey did anyone notice that Hae Mina was messing up a lot on her notes today? They sounded like they were cluttered instead of the smooth clear sound she usually gets.” “Yeah, I notice, too,” Yang Dae-Su replied. “I thought Jiho would have said something, but he didn’t.” “I didn’t notice. I wasn’t paying attention today,” Kyung Jiho replied. “Why not?” Cass questioned, his curiosity perked. Maybe he’d get the answer.

(Hwa Young) “Not again..”.

Jenny slapped her hand on the head while looking at Austin, and Austin rolled his eyes. Ryan nodded his head. LOL, for a second, he was so confused while thinking, do we really have seven eyes? "Mumma, Jungkook oppa's SEVEN song album!" Anna pointed her finger towards the TV. "Oh my god, this song is my favourite!" Jenny shouted while being excited. "Jungkook looks very hot in this album!" Jenny clapped her hands for once while watching the video with Anna. "How dare you call someone hot in front of me, your husband?" He clicked his tongue while staring at Jenny with his fake angry eyes.

Kyuhyun Oppa... Oppa... Kyu Oppa... Lee Yongju... Lee Yongju... My heart is aflutter, my soul entranced as I imagine Kyuhyun's sultry voice beckoning me. Blissful... "Lee Yongju!" I jolt awake, my muscles trembling from the sudden movement. Someone's calling my name, shattering the fragile threads of my dream. The bed is a haven, warm, inviting, and intoxicatingly fragrant... I yearn to surrender to its comfort and relive the tantalizing dream. Earlier, I was lost in a vivid fantasy, entwined with Kyuhyun in a tender moment, our lips almost touching. But cruel fate intervened, and I awoke, leaving me with a gnawing sense of longing.

Of course, Jungkook isn't a pervert. Taehyung rubbed his temples and headed to the bathroom. He gets frustrated sometimes with work and his long-distance relationship with his girlfriend. He picked up some tissues and stuffed them into his pockets. Taehyung met Yoongi in the bathroom and ignored him as usual. Yoongi was the single weirdest person in the office after Jin of course and Taehyung didn't want to be caught associating with him. Yoongi leaned into the stall glaring at the man before him and warning him to keep quiet. The man nodded and placed one long finger across his lips imitating Yoongi's action.

she muttered under her breath so that the rest would not be able to hear. He nodded his head, and she was able to sense the hesitancy in his movement as he opened the cover. She just hoped that he wouldn't get way too much angry. The first page had nothing on it other than a normal, nonchalant faced photo of his. There was a small note written at the bottom of it. "To my dearest, Lee Hyunjin, happy birthday!" Seeing how nothing special was there, he flipped the first page, and she instantly closed her eyes, waiting for the impact.

"What happen? Are you going back to Seoul?” “No, I promised Aiden to accompany him on vacation. So I'll stay here until the vacation I promised Aiden is over. But this morning I just got the news, Jonghyun was found dead in his room with smoke filling all corners of his room. At first glance Jonghyun's death looks like a suicide, but I believe that Jonghyun's death is actually a murder case in disguise. Recently, we have reported many state officials who have been proven to be corrupt. And the last person we reported had a lot of influence in government. He is also a cold-blooded man who won’t hesitate to kill those who try to get in the way of his path to success.”

His eyes prickled and he hugged himself tight. "Fucking, Min Yoonjin !" he gasped angrily, throwing the note. He didn't hate the CEO. He loved him. "I wish I did but I love you!" he cried, his heart hurting. 'And this note just makes it worse. He is so caring and affectionate at times, and I just fall even more. Why did he write a note?! Such a sweet note...'

"It doesn't really feel like you've been gone that long." "I think we have seen more of you than of ourselves." Yeojun scowled. A friendly jab. Their leader, Park Hyeonwoo, laughed. "Give yourselves more credit. Blue Ink is actually faring well." "I'm gonna go on Twitter and promote some more too." Jeon Minho, 04:00 am's Maknae, said enthusiastically. He was the only one in 04:00 am who was actually younger than me. His ability to hit those high notes was commendable though. I was the one who covered most of S.T.A.Y's high notes and so, I knew exactly how much precision and control it actually took.