Life Of A Saturn's Agent: A New Journey

Being someone to be a bit more than curious, Triel could only read up to half a page of her novel before she turned her attention to the baristas and the various beverages they were making.

One with dark green hair was making Rainbow Cloud. Different from its name, the Cloud was not of rainbow colors but of different shades of pink. The process of making it was quite complex as one has to ensure that the different shades do not intertwine and loose its perfectly alligned pink display.

Another elder barista was making Jelly Beans Don't Jump. Instead, they dance. Music has to be played when this beverage is being made or else they would jump away and you are only left with an empty glass. Triel read about it since it was only created a few months back. Not many people could make it as one has to find good jelly beans, good music, have good timing and skills.

The last barista was making Triel's freeze coffee. It's coffee served in an ice glass which will eventually melt. This is simple to make compare to the other two, thou it is tougher for the person who drinks. Some people couldn't finish the coffee before the ice melts and it would start dripping.

For Triel thou, she believes that the beverage was made perfectly. You see, being from Pluto, she naturally has a much lower body temperature as compared to the beings on Earth or Saturn.

While enticed by the scene in front of her, her phone had rang vigorously.

"Triel?" It was Taylb and he sounded like he was rushing.

"Yes. Speaking." Triel pursed her lips, wondering why would he call.

"There's a new department, the planning department. Would you be interested in a junior position?" Taylb seems to be gasping for breath, pausing the conversation.

"But I just left..." Triel trailed.

"Well, you haven't, at least officially. Your documents are all still in my hands. So, back to the topic. Interested?"

"Alright. But could I take a break, perhaps three days?" Triel still has some things on her mind and she needed time to sort them.

"Yes. The department won't be starting until next week. Considering you might feel bored or go around making troubles... I'd happily approve your break. I'll send you the related documents to what you might be doing under the new department."

After telling Triel a bit more, the call ended as Taylb had to attend a sudden meeting.

Conversation

Dongjoo, what are you up to these days?

Nothing much actually.

I've just finish my things for this month. Got anything I can help?

Yeah... There is. I have a few demos here. Could you help me go through them?

Sure. Whose are these?

Mine. I'm going to use some of them for the movie.

You? You wrote them?

Yeah. I wrote them some time ago. Why? Are they good? I know I'm no song writer...

They're good alright. I'm quite surprised the actor turned director can also make songs.

I did get help of course. Anyway, your comment?

All of them are nice. In fact, do you mind if I ask one from you?

I'm good with that. But why?

This one, the "kings and queens". I have someone in mind when I hear this song. Do you know we're working on a new group? Working name is called JK. This song fits them...

Whoa... You mean you want to use my song for a debuting group? Are you sure it's okay? You're willing to take such a big risk?

This song has good beats and strong lyrics. Just with minor alterations and a little refining, I'm sure it'll work out. Please? I'll make sure to get you the copyrights.

Okay. Good luck then.

Thanks. These songs are all good. Dongjoo, have you ever thought of a singer career?

Me? Nah. I'm no good at singing.

You're natural voice is nice. And didn't you sing for that drama? What's it called... The... The Queen's Revenge!

Haven't you check? That was 8 years ago. I was still a kid.

But you sang and it was good. It's still nice even today. I just listened to it yesterday.

Yongjin, forget about that idea. I have projects already... I just started out directing.

Yeah, I know.

But if you could, I'd still like you to borrow me your voice next time.

Next time then.

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This was from a few years back. I never got to put it in a proper story and here it shall stay. Perhaps, someday,

Left

"Just a little bit more." The lady holding the brush told her.

She closed her eyes since she wasn't very familiar with the pinkish powder that was brushed onto her face. It was a big day and she had to look her best. At least, that's what everyone around her told her. To her, the meaning of the ceremony was greater than anything else. She could care less of how perfect she looked.

"What time is it?" She asked another lady who was taking pictures of the decorated room. She should not be late. Keeping in check of the time was important for she would not want to be a person who lets people wait. She relaxed her lips as the lady painted the outer line.

"It's almost 9.30."

She still has half an hour before the scheduled time. Her hair was pulled up and curled, A few strands were pulled a little too hard and she winced in her mind.

"Thank you." When the lady told her the process was over. She was now dolled up and sitting as still as she could for fear of ruining anything.

"Elise?" She turned towards the voice and saw her best friend at the doorway.

"You look so pretty that I couldn't recognise you!"

"The makeup was done pretty well then. Where did you go just now?" She switched topic before she starts complaining of how horrifying makeup was. She could write a thesis on the traumatic psychology of makeup if she wanted to.

"I was helping your mom, she was making sure the place was perfect. You know, occupational hazard." Zoe laughed while admiring how beautiful her friend was. She was dolled up and that never happens. This was the time to appreciate it.

"Thank you so much." Elise smiled for her friend always understood and helped out whenever she needed it.

"Just help me look for a guy. I would thank you for it." Zoe teased. She wanted to pinch Elise's cheeks but remembered there was makeup and resisted.

"You look beautiful." Zoe couldn't help but sighed.

"Thank you. You've said that earlier."

"I know. I'm just admiring your makeuped face."

"Appreciate it as much as you can lady, this doll is as rare as the blue moon." Elise posed dramatically as Zoe started taking pictures of her.

Her phone on the dressing table buzzed and she felt a chill down her spine.

Zoe passed it to her naturally since she was closer. Thou Elise felt weak when the phone was in her hand.

"I'm sorry." The message showed on the screen even before she unlocked her phone. The sender was from the groom of the day.

"What's it about?" Zoe asked before realising something had happened.

"Looks like you'll be my honeymoon date. Interested to go on a trip to Whitehorse for a week?"

GWSWHU

She heard a light tap, signifying that someone had came into the house. In the kitchen, she stopped cutting the carrots and waited for any more sound.

The stair panels creaked a little, meaning someone is going up the stairs.

"Triel!" She shouted, knowing who it was already.

The footsteps up the stairs fastened and with a bang of the door, she knew that Triel had locked herself in the room again.

"What is going on with that girl..." She mumbled as she continued her work in the kitchen.

UnNamed

"Here's your tea. Do enjoy." She placed the tea in front of the customer with care, bowed and left. She noticed that the customer, a man in his forties, was staring at the newspaper in his hands. An article had caught his attention and she believed that he may have burned a hole into the paper if not for the cup of tea that was served.

"Thank you." He said. After taking a sip of the tea, he dived back into the newspaper.

"You tried the new chorus?"

"Not yet. I'm still trying to change it. The ice-blends here are nice, especially the chocolate one."

Two teenagers came into the cafe. A tall boy with a guitar behind him and beside him was a shorter boy with a black hoodie. Both were in their uniforms.

"Nah. I'll just get some coffee."

The two sat down at a table further inside the cafe, where it was more cooling with the air conditioning.

Her coworker served the two youngsters while she stood at the counter, thinking why is the part timer late for her shift today. The part timer was supposed to check in 15 minutes ago and yet, there was no sign of her. Should she call to see if she's coming today?

"One chocolate ice-blend, one black coffee." Her coworker came to put the order and she started making the beverages.

Serving the two boys, she went on to clean the table where a family had just finish their late lunch and left. The youngest daughter rushing for a language tuition while the elder brother has a game of basketball at the court nearby.

"That one with the guitar looks familiar... You recognize him? I can't seem to remember where I've seen him." Her coworker asked as he cleaned the cups and glasses in the sink.

"Maybe he comes here often?" She guessed. Taking another look, the boy don't look familiar to her at all.

"No... I saw him somewhere else..."

"I don't recall... maybe he looks like someone you know..."

"Hmm... don't know. You need more coffee beans?" He asked as he wiped the cups dry before arranging them back on the shelf.

"Yup. Almost out here. It's on the left side in the storeroom."

"Okay. By the way, where's that part timer? Is she coming?" He realised that the girl was already 30 minutes late.

"Not sure. I'm calling her."

UnNamed

I wrote this a while back,
February 6 to be exact.
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"Help me with table 14."

She finished wiping table 8 and proceeded to the one next to it. There were a few customers but since the part timers are not here today, it's much more hectic for the workers.

"Alright. Table 5 wants cappuccino." Her co-worker nodded and walked towards the table of empty cups and plates.

"Got it." She went to prepare the beverage while her co-worker was stacking the plates.

As she was placing the cup on the saucer, she felt a warm breath of air at her neck. She smiled a little, knowing that he was behind her.

"The cappuccino's done." She said, wiping the side of the cup.

"I know."

Hands wrapped her waist gently, a feeling she recognized immediately. She slowly turned around, making sure to not knock the cup.

"Hi." Putting her arms around his neck, she tiptoed to give him a light kiss on the lips.

Her heartbeat wasn't calm yet she maintained calm on the outside.

She felt herself blush but she was sure he didn't see it.

"I suggest we go get popcorn and watch a movie." He said, observing her facial expression. Even until now, he still finds it hard to read her.

She nodded, contented at the thought of going for a movie after a busy day.

"Nice!" He pushed something into her palm and took the cappuccino to be served to the customer. She looked at her palm to see what he had give her.

It was a paper folded rose. A pink one.

She couldn't keep in her smile as she carefully kept the rose in her pocket. She continued her work inside the kitchen because the dishes need to be washed.

While she was at the sink, a small boy walks in and stops suddenly. He looked around. It looks like he wasn't sure what to do.

"Are you looking for the toilet?" She bent down and asked him.

He nodded, as expected.

"It's right there." She pointed the direction and he ran towards it.

"You know? We need to refill the storeroom. There's not much left." The cook said while checking the logbook for the food stocked.

"Ah... really? How many days?"

"I'm guessing about... 4 days more?" The cook estimated the amount of food left in the storage.

"Then I'll go restock tomorrow. Do you have anything you want to buy? I'll get it together." She wiped her hands dry and went beside the cook to see the book.

"I'll list them down at the remark area here." The cook pointed at the logbook.

"Then I'll go tomorrow evening. So you have time to list the things." She said while scrubbing the pan in the sink.

[Essay] Pencil Case

Hello, everyone. Today I want to share with everyone about my pencil case. It may be a small object, but it's actually a big part of my life.

What is in a pencil case? Pens, pencils, erasers, correction tape... all in all, stationary.

When I was in secondary school, there's more than just stationary in my pencil case. I used to put sewing needles and threads or a few band-aids in it. My pencil case was my emergency kit. The sewing needles are stored in a pencil led casing while the threads and the band-aids are stored in a side pocket of the pencil case. Do you still remember when girls had to wear pinafore as a part of the school uniform? The pins or buttons tend to come loose at the worst timing. Whenever that happens, I could take the sewing needles and threads to sew them back immediately. The band-aids would come in handy whenever there's any paper cuts or small injuries.

My pencil case is also something I feel safe or even confident with. Holding my pencil case while walking into the exam hall, I feel confident. This is because I know that I am well prepared. As the quote goes, the first step in being successful is having your tools well prepared. With the tools I need in this pencil case, I can concentrate on answering the exam questions without having to ask the examiner, "Hi sir, do you have a pencil sharpener?" or whisper to my friend, "Can I borrow your eraser?" or risking myself into getting caught for talking in exams.

Last of all, my pencil case is something that I need whenever I want to express my thoughts and emotions. If I feel sad or moody, I would take the tools I need from my pencil case and write down my feelings or a short story. This helps me when I feel bothered by troubles because when I am writing things down, I am also organizing my thoughts and maybe, just maybe, I would find a solution to the problems I'm facing. If ever I feel creative, I would draw or make crafts using the pencils, ruler, penknife or glue that is from my pencil case, For the friends who has my Facebook, I'm sure you've seen me posting photos of my artworks.

A pencil case may seem small and not that important. But to me, it is something that I always have by my side. This pencil case stores my stationary, acts as a personal emergency kit, a confidence booster as well as a helper whenever I feel down. I believe, my life is colourful than it could be because of the things I can do with the help of my pencil case.

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This is an essay that I wrote a few weeks back for a subject called Public Speaking. Yeah, it's a speech about introducing myself through an object. I'm not sure if it actually fits with what the lecturer wanted... but I hope it's good enough :)

Cut Scene: Are You Sure?

*what am I doing...?* The music filled the room as she did her moves. An elder lady standing at the side, observing her.

"Poise!" The lady gave her a stare.

"Yes, ma'am." She answered as she straightened her posture.

Turning and twisting her limbs, her mind was almost blank.

*Are you sure you want this...?* A voice inside her mind asked.

*I don't know.* She answered in her mind.

"Focus!" The elder lady told her again.

"Yes, ma'am" She shook her head to clear her thoughts, only focusing on the steps she was told to do.

"Yes... yes... slow... and... a twist..." The lady recited the steps for her since they haven't practice that part.

Shaking her head, the elder lady stopped the music and the room became silent.

"You are not focused today. Is something bothering you?" The elder asked with no emotions.

"No, ma'am." The younger lowered her head, not wanting to face the elder, not wanting to show any emotions to this emotionless lady in front of her.

"Then get your mind to wake up. You're dancing like a dead body. Tell me... what does this music tell you?" The elder looked at her.

"To be free... to live freely without having to struggle. To be passionate with life..." She recited whatever she remembered when the elder lady was introducing the music.

"And you're a dead body now." The elder stopped her from talking.

"Sorry, ma'am" She apologized.

"Two minutes. Repeat the whole routine later. Do remember to bring back your wandering mind when we start." The elder lady said and left the room.

*Do you still want this...?* The voice asked her again.

She couldn't answer. Instead, she went back to practice after sipping a little water.

Life Of A Saturn's Agent: Leaving

“Good afternoon ma’am, I’m here for the transport.” Triel handed her documents to the lady at the counter.

After looking t the details, the lady swiped her ID card and typed on the keyboard. Triel wanted to see what was on the computer screen but it was blocked from her view.

“Weird…” the lady at the counter said.

Triel was going to ask what was it about but the lady was busy typing again.

A while later, she handed back the documents to Triel.

“Your profile won’t unlock. You have to go back to your officer. I don’t have the authority to do unlocking. Next please.” The lady said and went back to her work.

Weird… why was she denied entry? Taylb had given her all the documents… had he forgot to unlock her profile? No, he wouldn’t be such a careless person… She had updated her file regularly too… what went wrong?

Triel then went to Taylb’s office.

Inside, Taylb looked at Triel, his eyes show no emotions. They talked a little…

“Do you want some tea?”

“No, thank you.”

“I’ve looked through your report from yesterday. It was good.”

“Thank you, sir. Sir, I went to the transport section and they’ve denied my acess.

“Triel…” Taylb dragged. He didn’t know how to say to her.

“Triel, I pulled you out of the probation program.”

“What? Why?” Triel couldn’t believe her ears.

“I pulled you out of the program because there was another trainee with more experience here.”

“Who is it?” Triel got curious of this person.

“He’s from another department, from the administration. Triel, you will still have a chance.” Taylb, even if he didn’t showed it, something pricked him inside when looking at Triel’s disappointment.

“Really? When’s the next selection?”

“In another 9 years.” Taylb said. He knew what she’ll say.

“Thank you, sir.” Triel said, the magical sparkle in her eyes gone for that second.

“Triel left the office with a heavy heart.

Back in her room, Triel tidied her things.

What will she do now? She couldn’t stop thinking. Where does she want to go? Suddenly, she didn’t know what to do. For once in her life, she was lost.

After putting her things into boxes, an envelope in hand, she went to Taylb’s office once again.

“Are you sure?” Taylb asked while receiving the resignation letter.

Triel nodded.

“What are your future plans?” He asked the girl.

She gave him a smile as an answer, chasing the grey atmosphere away.

“I see you have something in mind.” Taylb felt happy to see her smile, even if he didn’t show it.

“Thank you, sir, for everything. See you next time. Bye!” Triel beamed. She has a plan now and she’s feeling very good about it.

Outside the company, Triel walked while carrying her belongings. The things were heavy, but bearable. Her eyes were searching, her head turning here and there, towards each shop that was on the street.

“There it is.” Triel thought as she stopped walking.

She dialed the number that was on the wall and waited for the other end to answer.

“Hello?” An old man greeted.

“Hello, sir, may I speak to Wril?” Triel asked.

“I am Wril. Is there anything?”

“I’m now in front of your shop. I would like to purchase it? Along with the second floor?”

“Sure, we shall meet at the coffee shop opposite? The Breeze Brew? I will be there at about 1.30 afternoon.”

“Okay, sir. Thank you!” Triel then ended the call and crossed the road to the shop.

Inside Breeze Brew, Triel took a table and ordered a freeze-coffee. Still an hour before Wril comes, she took out a novel and read it.

Life Of A Saturn's Agent: The Rum Cookies' Fault

"How are you? I've been given my first mission." The girl thought about what should be written in her letter.

"Triel!!" I heard a voice screaming from outside.

"Oops...?" Triel starting thinking back about anything that she did wrong.

"Triel!" The door flew open, showing a pissed off Phie.

"Hi, Phie..." Triel trailed off, noticing the purplish substance that was on his head and his lab coat.

"Did you sneak into MY lab again?" He was furious, stepping into Triel's room.

"What? Did I?" Triel asked, wondering did she went to the lab.

"What do you mean DID I?" He is sooo mad at the moment.

"Wait... I didn't go to the lab. Nope, I was here all day, haven't got out yet." Triel thought back and said.

"Then what is this??" Phie pointed to the purple substance that turned into orange after a touch.

"How would I know? What happened?" Triel asked, feeling familiar of the substance.

"I was preparing the chemical needed for the trainees and left for awhile. When I came back, the whole lab is flooded! with these bubbles."

Triel then asked for the list of ingredients that Phie used. She read through it while Phie tried dusting off the substance that was now changing into green color.

"Ah! Did you put the ice jellybean before or after you put in the lightning beans?" Triel asked him about the procedure.

"I put the ice jellybean first. I know, these two things will react. Ice must be before lightning beans." Phie explained, wondering if he had asked the wrong person for advice.

"But for this particular mixture, you have ice as the reactor troublemaker. So, you should have put lightning beans, then gold powder, then ice jellybean." Triel said while checking the ingredients again.

"But it's written there on the report." Phie mumbled, wondering why the report was wrong.

"Umm... about that..."

"You meddled with my DOCUMENTS?!" 

"Nope, I was just going to say that I saw someone typing this while eating rum cookies." Triel giggled a little, thinking back how the guy was wobbling in his chair.

"Sawl?" Phie asked.

"I don't know his name." Triel had a blank face on.

"Baldy guy, long face, wearing a dark green, patched coat?" Phie described while Triel nodded.

"Okay, thank you." Phie said and left the room.

"SAWL!!!!!" Sawl fell off his chair, frightened by the scream coming from the hallway.

"Yes?" He went to the doorway, answering timidly.

Phie grabbed him by the collar of his green coat and shouted at his ear.

"So, you're the one stealing my cookies and causing the lab to flood?" Phie shook him like a soft toy.

"Wh... What? What did I do?" Sawl was bewildered by the lab director's state.

"you lousy report writer! You wrecked the lab! You... You! Get this done quickly!" Phie threw the papers on Sawl's desk and left.

After Phie left, Sawl tidied the papers and looked through them. There must be a reason the lab director was that angry.

"And Replace All Of My Cookies!" Phie shouted from outside.

"Right..." Sawl sighed.

"Ahh... Where was I?" Triel asked herself when Phie left, shouting "Sawl".

"Yes! The letter." She went back to the desk.

"How are you? I've finally got a mission. It's a research based one. I'm going to diamond planet. Have you been there? Chaehyun even told me to be careful. Is it that scary? I'm so excited!! How are you at rum island? Or you are already in another place? Any new findings? Please tell me~" Triel then clicked the "send" button, messaging her friend, Alei, an experienced traveler and researcher.

Translation: Smart Move~

got this from facebook~

I wanted to show someone this short story and made a translation for it (tell me if I'm wrong, I can change it~)... but I didn't send the e-mail after that. I feel like I'll offend that person. So yeah, to anyone who reads this, just read it for fun~ No stress~

一位優秀的商人傑克，有一天告訴他的兒子。
A business man named Jack, talked to his son.

傑克：「我已經決定好了一個女孩子，我要你娶她」
Jack: I have decided on a girl, I want you to marry her.

兒子：「我自己要娶的新娘我自己會決定」
Son: I want to choose my own bride.

傑克：「但我說的這女孩可是比爾蓋玆的女兒喔」
Jack: But this girl is Bill Gates's daughter.

兒子：「哇！那這樣的話...」
Son: Wow! Then...

在一個聚會中，傑克走向比爾蓋玆
In a gathering, Jack walked towards Bill Gates

傑克：「我來幫你女兒介紹個好丈夫」
Jack: I want to introduce your daughter to a good husband.

比爾：「我女兒還沒想嫁人呢」
Bill Gates: My daughter hasn't thought of getting married.

傑克：「但我說的這年輕人可是世界銀行的副總裁喔」
Jack: But this man I say is the vice president of the world bank.

比爾：「哇！那這樣的話...」
Bill Gates: Wow! Then...

接著，傑克去見世界銀行的總裁。
After that, Jack went to meet the president of the world bank.

傑克：「我想介紹一位年輕人來當貴行的副總裁」
Jack: I want to introduce a young man to be the vice president of your company.

總裁：「我們已經有很多位副總裁，夠多了」
President: We already have many vice presidents, there's more than enough.

傑克：「但我說的這年輕人可是比爾蓋玆的女婿喔」
Jack: But this young man is Bill Gates's son-in-law.

總裁：「哇！那這樣的話...」
President: Wow! Then...

最後，傑克的兒子娶了比爾蓋玆的女兒，又當上世界銀行的副總裁。
In the end, Jack's son married Bill Gates's daughter, and became the world bank's vice president.

知道嗎，生意通常都是這樣談成的。
Now you know, business is usually dealt like this.

運用這種買空、賣空而從中獲得利益的商業手腕不知該說是聰明、奸詐還是欺騙，這也說明了為何古人會說：「無奸不成商」吧。
No matter how you call it, being smart, cunning or just scamming, businessmen use this method of dealing with "nothing" to profit themselves. Thus, explaining the old saying "無奸不成商" (no businessman trades without fraud).

Cut Scene: Mall

"Are you going out?" She asked the guy who had a grey cap on.

"Yes. Wanna follow?" He asked while opening the door.

"Yeah! Wait for me!" She said excitedly, jumping off the couch and grabbing her sweater.

"O...okay." He was startled by her sudden excitement.



The two walked out of the building and into the streets. The girl skipping while the other was walking calmly.

"Where are we going?" She asked suddenly.

"To the mall." He replied with a flat tone.

"Why are you talking like that?" Usually this person is the one to be speaking enthusiastically in any chit chat or projects, yet today, he was in a different state.

"Hmm?" He went wide-eyed, looking strangely at the other.

"Are you alright?" She tilted her head, wondering if this is her friend in front of her.

"I'm okay." He said and continued walking. The other following behind.

"We need to stock up on meat, then veggies, then some fruits. The ketchup is finished too. There's also rice, chillies, sugar. Let's go get that durian shake too!" She listed out the things to buy, not forgetting the sweet durian shake after the shopping.

"That's a lot. Did you bring enough money?" He asked when he heard the non-ending list she was making.

"I'm not sure. Let me check." She took out her purse and started counting the money she had.

"Yeah, enough for the groceries, but maybe not the durian shake..." She pouted, thinking that her sweet durian shake will just have to wait for another time.



"We're here. Where do you want to go first?" The two finally reach the mall after a 20 minutes walk.

"Trolley!"

"Okay then." The two then went to get a trolley.

"Rice first." She said while the other pushed the trolley.

They took 4 bags of rice after checking them.

"Umm... are we going to carry this?" The guy asked when he realized that it was already tough to push the trolley. It was only the first item too!

"Ah! I forgot!! I guess we'll have to do with 1 for now." The two then put the other 3 bags back to the shelf.

"Now the... ketchup." She said and led the other.

They took the ketchup and a few other food cans that were nearby. Then, they went to get a tin of crackers. She also decided to get fish and some vegetables.

Before they went to the cashier, they estimated the amount to be paid. Turns out that they were over their budget, so they took out the fruits that were meant for desserts.

"I guess this is all we need." She said while checking the trolley again.

"We'll get in line then." He then lined up at the cashier counter.

It was a long line before it was their turn.

Cut Scene: Goodbye

"You mean... you're going to kick her out?" He asked, still bewildered by the news.

"Yes. She's a mess and a trouble maker." The elder man said as he watered his plants in the garden.

"But... it's ridiculous! She..." He was cut short when the elder stared at him.

"I already gave her a warning. If she doesn't leave by the end of this week, I'll call the police." The elder said with such calm.



"Hey..." He stood at the doorway while the girl inside the tiny room was packing her things.

"Hi... Anything...?" She smiled, yet how she greeted him sounded sad.

"N... Nothing... So, you're leaving?"

She nodded.

"Do you need any help?" He asked while wondering if he could do anything at all now.

"I guess so..." She hesitated.

Immediately after she said, he walked into her room, helping her to pack up her books that were on the shelves. The two arranged the things into boxes, it was quiet.

It took an hour or so to finish packing.

"Thank you." She said.

"You're welcome..." He said while wondering where she was going to go.

"So... this is goodbye." She smiled and shook his hand.

"Good...bye."

Cut Scene: To The Mart

"Are you going out now?" Her father asked with  authority.

"Y..yes." She was startled to see him behind her.

"Why?" He asked, eying her.

"I need to buy some groceries." She said while taking her bag.

He walked away without uttering another word.


She walked to the bus stop, holding her bag close. It wasn't her first time coming out alone, just that she feels unsecured.

"Going where?" The bus driver asked as soon as she stepped into the bus.

"Olmart." She said while outting the coins into the box.

"Ticket there." The bus driver said and pointed.

"Going where?" He asked then next passenger while the girl looked for a place to sit down.

After sitting down, she took out her phone and started reading a novel.

The bus drove on when all the passengers are on the bus.

"May I sit beside you?" A young boy asked.

She nodded without looking and he sat beside her.

While the bus passed another few stops, she continued with her novel while the boy turned his head here and there, looking at everything around him.

Suddenly, she heard sniffing and sobs.

She turned to see the boy, who was now red-eyed and rubbing the tears off his face.

"Why are you crying? Don't cry." She said while rubbing his back, trying to comfort him.

"I... I... I forgot how to go to the mart... I forgot which stop to go down..." He sobbed.

"Now now... don't cry. Is the mart you're talking about Olmart?" She asked, remembering that there was only one mart near this area.

"Yes, yes, yes. Oolmart... Olmart!" He said, still trying to pronounce the word properly.

"Ah... I am going there too. We'll go there together, okay?" She smiled while wiping his tears for him.

"Okay..." He nodded.

Life Of A Saturn's Agent: *A Peek Into The Future*

"So... this is goodbye...?" She asked, doubtful of her choice to leave.

The other nodded, not uttering a word. Yet... his face showed her that he wanted to say so much.

"Take care..." She said to him.

"Wait..."

He took her by the hand and held her in his arms.

Sleepy Sleepy

me: eh, panda, jom go yam cha...

panda: ...huh..? oh, oh, yam cha yam cha...

me: ok?

panda: ...ha? ... oo, oo, ya, ya...

me: oo, oo

*tea time kopi time*

me: panda, want what?

panda: ... *yawn* ha? oo, oo... kopi...

me: ha?... *yawn yawn yawn*

panda: kooopiii... 

me: oo, oo. me wan kopi jugak

*kopi come*

*panda smell kopi*

panda: ei, kopi come. eii... drink drink.

me: *zzz...* haa? oo, oo. Kopi drink kopi...

panda: ei... nothing to do...? *zzz...*

me: finish liao... *sip kopi*

panda: oo, oo... *sip kopi*

me: ...*zzzzzz*

panda: ... eii... bangun ah... *zzzzzzzz*

*...zzzzzz...*

No Castles

"what do you mean I can't go out..." the girl whined when her elder brother stopped her from stepping out of the house.

"You have duties, princess" the elder told her, emphasizing the word 'princess'.

She gave him a stare and walked back into her room, slamming the door in her elder brother's face.

He sigh outside of her room. It's not like he forced her... right?

"ChaeIn... ChaeIn?" He knocked on the door gently.

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"Why do I have to do these stuff?" The younger asked while flipping through the papers.

"Well... because of this." The elder brother, Jonghyun showed a paper with neat handwriting.

"She hasn't gone out of the house for a month? What does that got to do with me?"

"You, Taemin, is a... how do you call it... party goer? for your whole life. The least you can do is to do this little paperwork."  Jonghyun shoved more of the papers and files in front of Taemin.

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"I'm sorry, forgive me? My dear sister?" ChaeIn read the note which was decorated with marker drawn hearts.

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"Why are you late? We've been waiting for you for a whole hour!" ChaeIn's friends were around her, iterrogating where had she gone.

"I had... chores to do." ChaeIn looked for some reason. Well... yes, her friends don't know she's a royalty. She doesn't want her friends to know and treat her with a royal label. Keeping it low was better since she's more comfortable with it.

"Where are we going again...?" ChaeIn asked which caused her friends to look at her weirdly.

"OOoooh... my... I forgot. We're going to celebrate... sorry." She gave a laugh while shoving her friends towards the said place.

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"Hurry up!" Jonghyun ordered his brother who was reading the thick pile of contracts.

"Relax... You do know that I've been sitting here for the whole 2 hours with you mumbling stuff?

"There's a deadline,young Taemin. You're supposed to finish this in 1 hour. ChaeIn always does it so quickly, why can't you? And I have to deliver them at 3pm, which is half an hour away. Hurry up and stop talking." Jonghyun knew that his brother wasn't even trying to be quick.

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"...The ships are coming in by today. Please send a few people there by 3. That will be all." The young man said while checking the lists of shipments for the day.

"Yes sir." The secretary noted it down, as well as a few other tasks.

 After the secretary left, the young man received a call.

"Hey, you want to go for a drink?"

"No thanks, next time... Busy season. I've got another call waiting, sorry." Minho ended the phone in a rush and answered the next.

"Minho from MK corp..." He was starting his introduction and was cut off by the voice from the other end.

"Minho, when are you coming home?"

"Hello mom, I'm coming home today at 6. Sorry... I forgot to tell you." He felt apologetic of letting his mom worry.

"Ahh... I want to cook your favorite food. You haven't come home for such a long time." Her gentle voice, how long has it been already?

"I missed the food. I'll be eating a lot when I come home." He laughed a bit.

"Then I better start preparing now. We'll be waiting for you."

The mother and son chatted a little more before the call ended.

Don't Go

Don't go.
I couldn't
couldn't let the words out of my mouth

I could only look
and give you my smile
as a goodbye gift

you're going away

it's not going to be long
You said to me

You even teased me
when I started tearing up

I'm not going away forever
you told me
wiping my tears

I don't want you to go
we've been together
for so long
i wanted to say
but i know
i shouldn't be selfish

you'll be back anyway
rite?

Cut Scene: Zher

"You... why you..." The man pointed towards no one in particular as he wobbled.

He was about to trip when he stepped on one of the glass bottles. Someone was there, just in time to catch him, just in time to prevent him from a bloody head injury.

"Oh my... Zher... you've had too much." sighed the young dark-skinned girl. Her eyes full of sadness and pity as she helped the man to a chair.

"Why..." The elder man cried while asking.

The young girl picked up the bottles that were on the floor and placed them neatly on the table. Making sure the man stopped his drinking.

"Come, you should rest already. It's late." She spoke softly to the man that was still in tears.

She led him to his room, took off his coat and tucked him into his bed before leaving.

"Goodnight Zher." She said, hoping that whatever that the man was sad about will be forgotten in the morning.

After that, she cleaned the tables and washed the bottles.

"Why do you have to drown yourself with such liquids..." She murmured.

Horror Not: Fire

Warning: Parental Guidance!!! In fact... not for anyone. Unhealthy Reading here!!!

@@I warned you@@

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

The people outside shouted.

"Someone's still inside!" A lady saw me and screamed at the top of her lungs.

My vision blurred as the grey smoke filled my already exhausted lungs. I knew, it was sooner or later.

I closed my eyes as my body fell onto the hard cement.

"Zher..." I heard my name but I couldn't control my speech to reply that voice. In fact, I couldn't even move my limbs.

"Zher... Please wake up..." I knew that voice.

"Please, wake up Zher..." The voice sobbed.

You're sad huh?

You're sad seeing your son here? Mother? Are you really that full of heart? Wasn't your heart made of diamonds? O... wait, no, you don't even have a heart.

Have you ever shed a tear when you hit me? Have you? For the countless times that you hit me? Until I bled? Until I collapse in front of you?

You don't even know the times when I had to heal my own wounds. You don't even realize the countless times I had to hide my injuries.

The neighbors, the people in school... they all looked at me, and gave me a label. Do you know? I am known as the devil. The one that does all the wrongs. The one that you tried to "save" through punishments.

I'll share a secret with you.

I started that fire. That fire that burned down the house. The fire that brought me here.

Being "punished" by you, as they say. I want out. I want to be free. Yet, even inhaling those smoke... that burned my lungs... couldn't bring me out of this life, away from you.

I am... stuck with you again.