Story 1: My idol is my own brother? - Chapter 1

Book 1

Story 1: My idol is my own brother?

Chapter 1

I truly believed that he could kiss with his fingertips because they were so delicate and gentle.

The way he played the guitar with his fingers made my heart pound so fast that I couldn't take it. Looking out the window, I saw the tree branches shaking from the wind and it reminded me of how my own heart felt.

The way the branches bent and shook helplessly against the wind… That was how I felt. How my heart reacted to him. Whenever I closed my eyes, I could see him, and whenever my eyes were open, my heart ached for him.

I was afraid he would disappear if I touched him, yet I couldn't help but want to feel him with my own hands.

Every time the wind blew outside, my heart pounded as well. I just couldn't help it.

His head was bowed down, revealing his long beautiful neck. He had gorgeous shoulders and long slim arms. He was wearing short sleeves and his skin was so pale that you could see the veins underneath popping whenever his fingers moved to play the guitar.

If my heart continued to pound like this, I was afraid I might die from a heart attack. I also feared that he might be able to hear my heart beating so loudly. How mortifying would that be?

Then suddenly, he looked up.

At me.

He opened his mouth... his beautiful lips...

And...

He called out my name. That was when I woke up from my dream.

It was just a dream?!

And the one who woke me up from this beautiful dream was that bastard!

How could he do this to me? Of all times!

"Right? If only I had a few more minutes in my dream, maybe I could've gotten a kiss from him… Or at least a hug, right? Just another 10 minutes... Or even 5 more minutes... If I woke up just a little bit later, I... If I only had a little more time with him in my dream… Damn it!"

We were in our classroom.

Many of her classmates surrounded Hyoyoung and were listening to her story intently.

This boy was her first love.

The love of her life.

In her 18 years of life, he was the very first person she ever loved.

And he was playing the guitar for her in her dream! In her room!

It was just the two of them. Alone.

And at the most important moment, HE woke her up. Her brother. He had ruined it. That bastard!

Hyoyoung was telling her classmates about her amazing dream when the school bell rang. It was time for the next class.

Hyoyoung's best friend, Mikyung, nodded and consoled her.

"All brothers are like that, they are annoying and frustrating. All brothers are useless. The only men we need in our lives are The M. Anyway, I am so jealous of you! Just to be able to see him in your dream… that is so amazing. I wish I had a dream like that."

At Mikyung's words, Hyoyoung smiled proudly.

"Yeah, you're right. And the dream felt so real..."

"Hey! Your face is turning red! Get your mind out of the gutter! You have such a dirty mind, Hyoyoung! You need to remember that our idols belong to all of us. They are for all of us to admire from afar. They are not to be possessed or monopolized by a single girl, remember?"

Hyoyoung nodded but she still couldn't stop thinking about the dream. Gosh, it felt so real...

She had turned 18 this year.

Hyoyoung was a perfectly normal, average grade 12 high school student. She was no one special or different. Unlike her older brother who got excellent grades and was talented in everything, including art, music, and sports, Hyoyoung was just an average student. Her grades were okay. She had an average athletic ability and she was not interested in dancing or music.

Her father was always busy and away for work and her mother had recently started a new business, which meant that she was rarely home. So most of the time, it was just her and her brother at home.

However, now that her brother was in university, she rarely saw her him either.

Especially during these last few months, her brother claimed that he had a school project he had to work on with his friends. He said he would stay with his friends until the work was done, so he rarely returned home.

After a long absence, he finally came back home two nights ago. He looked very tired and without saying a word, he dropped his gym bags and went to bed right away.

He slept for two days straight, and it was that morning when he suddenly woke her up.

From her beautiful dream.

She couldn't stop thinking about that dream because it was so awesome.

It felt so real like it really happened, and even during her class, Hyoyoung couldn't concentrate at all. She barely heard her teacher talking.