The Wedding

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 This story is a work of fiction, Names, characters, places and incidents are either a product of author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead events are purely coincidental. Copyright © 2013 by TheLatenteWriter | Kyunie.

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A clear sky of Spring is the perfect day for a wedding, not the wedding Yoona is at now. As if the bride and groom decided to get married because of the clear weather. Of course no, it isn’t plan like that.

She scans the people in the room and notes happily that there are a lot of familiar faces like her friends and aunts. Although that shouldn’t be a surprise, since she knows the groom and they have known each other like a long time and they even went to the same schools and universities, so it’s very likely that she recognizes many of the woman in the room.

“Everyone’s already sitting in their chairs. We’ll start after 5 minutes” said the woman who enter’s the room. From the corner of her eye, Yoona sees an old friend of hers, Yuri, who enter the room and note her to talk after the event. The now successful Talent Manager must have arrived late since Yoona didn't see her at the room until now.

As for now, the wedding march has begun playing and the large door at the front of the march opens and her breath hitches. There stood in the altar, the most handsome and gorgeous groom she has ever seen in her life – Marcus. His suit, though simple, accentuates his beautiful body perfectly . However it isn’t his suit that is the most breathtaking element, it is in fact the smile he is wearing. A smile that can light up the room, they are at now, and can make any bride not want to be anywhere else but there, at that very moment.

She glance quickly to the woman by the march, Yoona sees Sooyoung  smiling as happily as everyone else, and the man whom Yoona loves offer a hand. Yoona looks in front to the handome groom as the flower girls and ring bearer march.

To say that she and Marcus are childhood friends are not true. They were neighbors but their parents aren’t best friends. They happened to be kids living in the same neighborhood in a small province away from the big city. In fact, they didn't know each other until they were in grade school. Well to be exact, Yoona only knew him when they are 6th grader, he probably only noticed her much later, when they were in high school.

He is a year older than her, so when she started, he was already in his second year. While she was a pretty fashionista girl on the other hand, he was slightly on the chubby face and sporting glasses he’d die if he has to wear again. He was 13 years old but everyone knew he’s going to grow up and his body will be on the right shape of his age, and that what Yoona agrees on.

She first saw him when they go out of their houses on the same time. It wasn’t love at first sight, this isn’t that clichéd. She noted that he is a cute guy and left it at that. She was a young teenage girl, she wasn’t much into boys as she was into her books and friends at that time. She heard his cousin call him name, and that name is written on his memory from now on. Marcus.

As years passed she graduated in high school. As far as she knows,  he never noticed her and she only ever noticed him when they happened to walk along the same corridor or in the school bus or at the canteen and even when they share a table in the library. Again, there weren’t butterflies in her stomach every time she sees him and there wasn’t even a tiny hint of jealousy when someone her year flirts in the classroom, obviously trying to talk to him. They were just two strangers who happened to see each other almost everyday like that.

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