Devil or Monster? (Darahae And Chandara Fanfic)

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"Omo!" My mama handed me a letter from Haebaragi University.

I can't contain my excitement while opening the envelope.

"I passed! Thank You, good Lord!" I squealed while shedding some tears of joy.

"Congratulations, Dara." My mama hugged me. "Let me throw a little celebration by cooking your favorite food."

"Ddeokbokki?"

"Ne."

"Did I hear ddeokbokki?" My brother emerged from nowhere.

"Anniyo. It's none of your business." I told my brother with my eyebrows raised.

"Eomma! I want ddeokbokki too! Ddeokbokki! Ddeokbokki!" Omg. He's such a cry baby.

. . .

Outgoing call: Bom

"You passed too? We made iiiitt!" I heard Bom scream like there's no tomorrow.

"Yes! I can't believe we are going to our dream school! It's just surreal!"

"I know right! By the way, do you think Donghae passed as well?"

"Please don't mention the devil's name, okay?" My mood changed from happy to annoyed.

"Oh c'mon! I know you still want to see him.

"After he blocked me on SNS?" Nah. This means FO.

"I know you, Dara. Why don't you just admit that you still care for him despite what he have done to you?"

"Fine. I already want to move on. But how could I move on if I'm left here hanging? Yes, I still want to see him but that's because I want to know what have I done wrong. I want to see him to know what made him turn away." I felt my tears run down my face.

"Even if you'll be hurt by the truth?"

"I'm already hurt. I don't mind."

. . .

"What are you doing here?" I saw Bom comfortably sitting on our couch while watching Running Man.

"Let's go out. My treat." Bom beamed at me.

"Jinjja? Why are you feeling generous today? You want to kiss and make up?"

"Can you just thank me?"

"Oh well. Thank you for your generosity." I said with sarcasm. "So where are we going?"

"Speakeasy!" She excitedly announced. "Don't worry. I already asked your mom's permission and she's okay with it."

"15 minutes and I'm ready to go."

I hurriedly dressed up on my excitement. I badly need to go out so I can chill and forget donghae at least just for a short time.

Speakeasy is crowded but good thing, Bom already made a reservation for us. I roamed my eyes and I saw lots of girls which I suppose are in their teens. Some of them are holding banners, some are holding light sticks. Someone will perform tonight, I guess.

"P-C-Y." Bom read the banners. "Omo! PCY will be performing. Good thing we went here!"

"PCY? Who's he?" I asked.

"He's an underground singer. He became the talk of the town for his voice that can melt your heart. The catch is he wears a mask while performing. No one knows who he really is. The owner of this bar is mum on revealing his identity. Very mysterious that's why he caught the attention of many fan girls."

"I bet he's ugly that's why he wears a mask."

"Don't ruin my fantasies, ok?"

I winked at Bom and gave her a thumbs up. "Can we order now? I'm hungry."

Since I am depressed, i ordered a lot from their menu. Bom was just speechless with what I ordered.

Shortly, PCY already went up on stage, carrying a guitar. He's wearing a gray pull over, faded jeans rolled up to his ankle, and a weird pair of stan smith polka dot sneakers. He sat on the high stool and started strumming the guitar. Just as he began singing, I heard other fan girls screamed while others singalong with him.

'Cause all of me, loves all of you...

Oh, his voice is just so perfect. Now I know why girls are going crazy for him.

I am just smiling the whole time listening to his songs until he sang his finale song.

The loneliness of nights alone
The search for strength to carry on
My every hope has seemed to die
My eyes had no more tears to cry
Then like the sun shines from up above
You surrounded me with your endless love
And all the things I couldn't see
Are now so clear to me

Suddenly i am in tears. That song. That's the song Donghae used to sing when I'm lonely.

You are my everything
Nothing your love won't bring
My life is yours alone
The only love I've ever known
Your spirit pulls me through
When nothing else will do
Every night I pray
On bended knee
That you will always be
My everything
                   
I wiped my tears and without hesitation, I rushed towards the mosh pit. I want to enjoy this moment.

I closed my eyes and sang along.

You're the breath of life in me
The only one that sets me free
And you have made my soul complete for all time
For all time

I never knew watching a gig was fun. It felt different. It's just unexplainable.

The gig was a blast. I did not see someone who's unsatisfied with PCY's performance. Everyone's going home with a smile on their face.

"Omo. I left my purse. Wait for me here. I'll just go back inside." Bom hurriedly went back inside the bar.

Not so far from where I am standing, I saw fan girls pile up near the back door chanting P-C-Y. They must be waiting for PCY to come out of the dressing room.

I was about to join the fangirls but suddenly the fire exit door I'm leaning on opened! I tried to reach every possible thing that I can hold on to to defy gravity but the force is  just too strong.

I closed my eyes and just as I am ready to fall flat with my butt first, I felt someone grasped me preventing my fall.

"Aigoo! Good Lord, thank You!" I uttered a sigh of relief.

I opened my eyes to see who's this good samaritan whom I thought just exists in kdramas.

"Am I already in heaven?" I whispered. He looks like an angel.

"So you'll just stare at me the whole time?" He looks pissed. "Stand on you feet or I'll let you fall."

I hurriedly composed myself and picked up my things scattered on the floor. Grrrr. Why do I feel that I am prone to jerks?

"Thank you for saving my life." I said sarcastically. "And for being an arse." I followed up but in indistinct voice.

"Tss." He gave me a hostile look and walked away.

...

                     
"Park Chan Yeol. So that's the name of the douche bag." I told myself as I was unloading things from my bag. I guess he unknowingly dropped his ID when he tried to save me from a falling that's why it was mixed up with my things that I picked up.

"Omo!" I'm startled.

Park Chan Yeol... PCY... Could they be the same person?