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Part 1

“Let me out!” screamed a terrified eight year old Sung Hoon. He was trapped in total darkness with four walls closing in on him. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he remembered what had happen.
He was playing hide and seek with two boys from his school. Their names were Eun Ji Won and Chu Tae Won. Sung Hoon was so happy when they invited him to join them. In school Sung Hoon was the most popular kid because his aunt was the famous actress Jung Yeh Ja but when all the excitement about her was over, he was lonely all over again. In real life, Sung Hoon doesn’t have any friends because all the other kids assumed he was too good to play with them.
“Okay,” said Ji Won. “I’’ll seek and you guys hide. 10…15…20…25…”

Sung Hoon jumped with excitement and started running to find a place to hide. He saw a refrigerator near his house. He wondered where it came from but then didn’t care because it would make a great hiding place. Sung Hoon hid for a while and then he heard Ji Won’s and Tae Won’s voices. He wondered what was going on and then he heard a noise.
“I hope you like it in there Sung Hoon!”
‘What?’ thought Sung Hoon. He tried to push open the door but it wouldn’t budge. He felt trap and started to gasp for air. He pounded on the door and screamed, “Let me out you guys!”
Ji Won just laughed. “Why don’t you ask your aunt Yeh Ja to help you? Act like you’re better than us just because she is famous.”
Sung Hoon’s heart sank. He couldn’t believe it. He thought Ji Won and Tae Won were his friends but they had tricked him. He began to cry. “I don’t act like I’m better. Please let me out.”
Tae Won began to laugh. “This will teach you to mess with us.” Then he and Ji Won left.
In the dark Sung Hoon sat and curled himself into a little ball. He was terrified. He was scared of the dark and worse, he was afraid of being alone. Then he heard a knocking.
A little girly voice called out, “Is someone in there?”
Sung Hoon stood up and banged his fists against the door. “Hurry up and let me out!”
“Wait!”

He heard the noise of wood sliding and the door suddenly opened. Just as he saw light coming he pushed his way out. He bent over and began breathing fast because he almost ran out of air when he was inside the refrigerator. Then a pair of Mary Janes came into his view. When he looked up he saw a pair of big brown eyes staring back at him. It was a little girl in pig tails that saved him.
They looked at each other for a while and didn’t say anything. Then the girl looked down and kicked her foot into the dirt.
“Umm…what were you doing in my fridge?”
Sung Hoon looked at her and then he turned away and ran into his house, leaving the little girl staring after him.

Part 2

‘Huh? What just happened here?’ Kyung Hee thought. “Aye! I’ll never understand boys!” she screamed out loud. She was watching Sung Hoon as he ran into the house next door.
“What don’t you understand sweetie?” her grandpa asked as he came out the front porch to look for her.
“Oh nothing grampie.”
“Come here.”
He waved for Kyung Hee to come sit with him on the porch swing. She walked over to him and sat on his lap.
“Yes grampie?”
“Do you like it here?”
She nodded her head. “Ah huh. I get to be with you all the time but I’m still mad at mommy and daddy for leaving me.” She frowned and crossed her arms.
Her grandpa let out a little laugh. “Silly girl, your parents are geologists. They have to travel around the world. They can’t take you with them because you have school. Besides they’ll send you presents.”
Kyung Hee’s eyes got wide. “Presents? A lot?”
“Yes.”
She clapped her hands. “Yay!”
Back at home Sung Hoon buried his face into his pillow and cried. Then he heard a knock on his door.
“Sung Hoonee?”
Sung Hoon quickly wiped his nose on his sleeve.
“Yes? Come in.”
Then his mother came in. “What’s wrong honey? Why are you crying?”
He shook his head. “Oh it’s nothing mommy.”
His mom looked around his room. “Where are your friends?”
Sung Hoon tried his best not to cry. “They….they went home.” His Mom hugged him. “Oh, you’re sad that they had to go home so early?” Sung Hoon held onto his mom tighter and didn’t answer. His mom thought for a while.
“Hey I know. A new family just moved in next door. An old man and a little girl.
You can go play with her. Do you want to?”
“Okay mommy.”

Part 3

~Ding dong~
Kyung Hee stopped putting her toys away and looked up at the front door. ‘Hmm…I wonder who it could be?’
“Kyung Hee! Answer the door!”
“Okay grampie.”
When she opened the door she saw a pretty lady and the boy she helped earlier. “Hi!” She grabbed Sung Hoon’s hand. “Are you okay?” Sung Hoon just looked at her and didn’t answer.
“Oh you two already met?”
“Not really. I don’t even know his name.”
“I see. You can call me Mrs. Kang and this is my boy Sung Hoon.
Is your grandfather home?”

“Ah huh. My name is So Kyung Hee. Come in.”
Kyung Hee closed the door behind them. Then she ran upstairs to get her grandpa. Then the grandpa told her, “Why don’t you and Sung Hoon go outside while Mrs. Kang and I have a talk?” “Okay grampie. Come on Sung Hoon,” she said as she pulled him out of the house with her.
When they got outside Kyung Hee felt a hard shove behind her back. She fell on the grass but something there cut her leg and made her bleed. She looked up and saw Sung Hoon glaring at her with the coldest eyes she has ever seen.
‘Don’t pretend you want to be my friend,’ thought Sung Hoon. He was going to make Kyung Hee pay for what Ji Won and Tae Won did to him.
“Why did you push me?”
“I hate ugly girls! And you are really damn oogly!”
Kyung Hee opened her mouth in shock. She began to cry. Sung H felt bad but he was still mad at what those guys did to him so he wasn’t going to stop.
“What? Oh, are you crying? You are such a baby!”
That made Kyung Hee instantly stop. She stood up. “I’m not a baby!”
“Yes you are!” Sung Hoon yelled back.
Then he yanked on one of her braids and pulled the ivory ribbon out. “Ow!” She yanked back her hair and then replied, “You’re the baby! Who was crying inside my fridge huh?” That made Sung Hoon really mad. He pushed her hard. She fell down and cried really loud. Her grandpa and Mrs. Kang ran out.
“What happened Kyung Hee?”
Kyung Hee pointed her finger at Sung Hoon. She began to sob again. “He…he—“
“I accidentally made her fall,” cut in Sung Hoon.
Kyung Hee looked up at Sung Hoon in shock. ‘That liar!’ she thought. “I’m sorry,” said Sung Hoon as he began to bawl. He looked at Kyung Hee with his puppyish eyes.
“I didn’t mean to make you fall.”
Mrs. Kang held Sung Hoon. “I know you didn’t mean to make Kyung Hee fall.”
Then her grandpa asked, “Are you okay Kyung Hee?”
Kyung Hee looked up and saw Sung Hoon’s lips move. “Baby,” he said loud enough just for her to hear. Kyung Hee bit her lip. "I’m okay grampie. It was an accident.”
“I’m sorry Mr. So but I have to be home and prepare dinner for my husband.
It was a pleasure meeting you. Bye Kyung Hee!”
“Bye,” said Sung Hoon and he gave Kyung Hee a wave. Kyung Hee watched them as they left. Then she saw Sung Hoon turn around and giver her a little smirk. She glared back at him.
‘It’s war. I’m going to hurt you one of these days Kang Sung Hoon,’ she promised herself.
This was the beginning of a NOT so beautiful friendship…

Part 4

Five years later…
During these years Sung Hoon and Kyung Hee went to school together everyday. Kyung Hee was the target of Sung Hoon’s tortures every single day. He would call her names and hit her. He would push her around in school but in front of adults, he would act like he was her best friend. It was a nightmare for Kyung Hee because Sung Hoon requested to have every single class with her and he was her partner in every single project. What’s worse was Sung Hoon became the most popular boy in school so she couldn’t get anyone on her side to help her avoid him. Also during this time, Sung Hoon met Kim Jae Duc and Lee Jae Jin. It took them a while before Sung Hoon would trust them. Eventually they became Sung Hoon’s best friends as they hang out together more often. He let them in on the fun of teasing Kyung Hee but he would never let them physically harm her. And so it begins…Junior High…

“Heads up!”
Kyung Hee glanced up and saw a blurry object headed her way. Before she could block it, it hit her right smack on the head and gave her a bruise. “Ow!” she yelled and began to rub the spot where it hit her head. Sung Hoon began to walk towards her. He was the one who threw the football.

“Aww…did it hurt?”
Kyung Hee glared at him but he just smiled at her. She clenched her teeth and answered, “No.” Right behind Sung Hoon was Jae Duc and Jae Jin. They were laughing.
“Hope you didn’t make her cry man!” said Jae Jin.
Jae Duc shook his head. “Naw…her head has too many bones in it.”
“Maybe that’s why they call her ‘BoneHead!’” yelled Sung Hoon.
All three of them started busting out laughing and gave each other high-fives. Kyung Hee stood up.
“You idiots! There are no bones in the head!
You don’t know anything! No wonder all of you are so dumb to make that stupid joke.
I hope all three of you fail and repeat eighth grade!”
Jae Jin looked at her. “Aww…you don’t mean that Kyung Hee.
Cuz that means you’ll graduate before Sung Hoon.”
“Yeah,” added Jae Duc. “You don’t want to leave your Sung Hooney, do you?”
Kyung Hee’s face turned red. “Shut up Jae Jin and Jae Duc! Kang Sung Hoon is nothing of mine!” She points a finger at Sung Hoon. “I hate you!”
Sung Hoon just gave her a smile and said, “No you don’t.”
“Ahhh!” she screamed and then stomped off to class.
‘ Those jerks,’ Kyung Hee thought. ‘Damn you Sung Hoon. Act like you’re King of the school. I hope you get kicked off your throne Your Majesty!’ She began to imagine herself choking Sung Hoon and she wasn’t watching where she was going. Then she felt herself bump into someone.
“Ow!” said a voice.
“Oh my gosh. I’m so sorry. I wasn’t watching where I was going.
Here let me help you up.”
Kyung Hee bent down to help the guy up. She noticed he had a long neck and really beautiful eyes. Then she cursed herself for staring at him. He was cute!
“Sorry about that.”
“It’s okay.”
He gave her a really sweet smile. “By the way, my name is Ko Ji Yong. And you are?”
“I’m So Kyung Hee. Nice to meet you Ji Yong oppa.
Are you new here?”
“Yeah. First day.”
“Let me see your schedule.”
Kyung Hee looked at the list Ji Yong gave her. “Hey you take Tae Kwon Doe?”
“Yeah. I’m the Junior Champion back at my old school.
So do we have any classes together?”
“Really? That’s tight! Hmm…we have four classes together.”
‘He has four out of six classes with me,’ she thought. ‘Damn and that monster Sung Hoon has all six with me. Maybe Ji Yong will be the only guy here who won’t listen to Sung Hoon and pick on me. Who knows? He might even kick Sung Hoon’s butt in Tae Kwon Doe!’ Just the thought of Sung Hoon getting beat up made Kyung Hee yelled out, “Yay!”
Ji Yong looked at her surprised. “Why are you so happy?”
“Oh nothing. Come on Ji Yong oppa.
Let me take you to your first class with me.”

Message: Peter and Tina are sitting in the park doing nothing, but just gazing into the sky, while all their friends are having fun with their beloved half.
Tina: I’m so bored. Just wish I have a boyfriend now to spend time with.
Peter: I guess we’re the only leftovers. We’re the only person who isn’t with a date now.
(both sigh n silence for a while)
Tina: I think I have a good idea. Lets play a game
Peter: Eh? What game?
Tina: Eem..It’s quite simple. You be my boyfriend for 100 days and I’ll be your girlfriend for 100 days. what do you think?
Peter: Oookay..Anyway I don’t have any plan for the next few months.
Tina: You sound like you aren’t looking forward to it at all. Cheer up. Today will be our first day and our first date. Where should we go?
Peter: What about a movie? I heard that there is a really great movie in theater now.
Tina: Seems like I don’t have any better idea than this. Lets move. (went to watch their movies and sent each other home)

Day 2:
Peter and Tina went to a concert together, and Peter bought Tina a keychain with a star.

Day 3:
They went shopping together for a friend’s birthday present. Share an ice-cream together and hugged each other for the first time.

Day 7:

Peter drove Tina up onto a mountain and they watch the sunset together. When the night came and the moon glowed, they said sat on the grass gazing at the stars together. A meteor passed by. Tina mumbled something.

Day 25:
Spend time at a themepark and got onto rollercoasters, and ate hotdogs and cotton candy. Peter and Tina got in the haunted house and Tina grabbed someone’s hand instead of Peter’s hand by accident. They laughed together
for a while.

Day 67:
They drove pass a circus and decided to get in to watch the show. The midget asked Tina to play a part as his assistant in the magic show. Went around to see other entertainments around after the show. Came to a fortune teller and she just said "Treasure every moment from now on" and a tear rolled down the fortune teller’s cheek.

Day 84:
Tina suggested that they go to the beach. The beach wasn’t so crowded that day. They have their first kiss with each other just as the sun is setting.

Day 99:
They decided to have a simple day and is deciding to have a walk around the city. They sits down onto a bench.

1:23 pm
Tina: I’m thirsty. Lets rest for a while first.
Peter: Wait here while I go buy some drinks. What would you like?
Tina: Eem…Apple juice will be just fine.

1:43 pm
Tina waiting for about 20 minutes and Peter havent return. Then someone walked up to her.
Stranger: Is your name Tina?
Tina: Yes, and may I help you?
Stranger: Just now down there on the street a drunk driver has crashed into a guy. I think its your friend.
Tina ran over to the spot with the stranger and sees Peter lying on the floor with blood over his face and her apple juice still in his hands. The ambulance came and she went to the hospital with Peter. Tina sat outside the emergency room for five and a half hours. The doctor came out, and he sigh.

11:51 pm
Doctor: I’m sorry, but we did the best we could. He is still breathing now but God would take him away from us very soon. We found this letter inside his pocket.

The doctor hands over the letter to Tina and she goes into the room to see Peter. He look weak but peaceful. Tina read the letter and then she burst into tears. Here is what the letter said.

Tina,
Our 100 days is almost over. I had fun with you during all these days. Although you may be greedy sometimes and less thoughtful, but these all brought happiness into my life. I have realize that you are a really cute girl and blamed myself for never taken the time to knowing that. I have nothing much to ask for, but I just wish that we can extend the day. I want to be your boyfriend forever and wish that you can be beside me all the time. Tina, I love you.

11:58
Tina: (sobbing) Peter. Did you know what was the wish I made on the night there was a meteor. I asked God to let us last forever. We were suppose to last 100 days so Peter! You can’t leave me! I LOVE YOU, but can you come back to
me now? I love you Peter. I LOVE YOU.

As the clock struck twelve, Peter’s heart stopped beating. It was 100 days.
NOTE*
Tell the guy or girl that you love them before
its too late. You never know whats going to
happen tomorrow. You never know who will be
leaving you and never return

"No…" I stood in shock. "NO!!!" I grabbed the paddles and continuously shocked his body. His body bounced up and down from the shocks. The scared nurses went to find another doctor, to tell him that I was crazy.

I didn’t know if I was crazy or not. I just wanted to save my lover. Even though we fought all the time. Even though he never showed me his love. I still wanted to save him. He still owed me a card. He couldn’t die! I threw away the paddles and began to press on his heart. I pressed with all my strength, hoping it would revive him, but he didn’t wake up. He didn’t even say "It hurts". He just laid there with his eyes closed, punishing me with his silence.

Dr. Jian angrily pushed me away. By that time, I couldn’t see clearly anymore. I cried. I wailed. I bowled until no sounds could come out of my mouth.

"It’s too late, Dr. Shu. He’s already dead. I’m sorry." Dr. Jian patted me on the shoulder. They knew each other and ate together once. I introduced them.

"He can’t die." I shook my head. "He can’t die!!" I struggled to run to him.

"Dr. Shu, control yourself!" Dr. Jian slapped me. "I understand what you’re going through, but you’re a doctor."

Yes, I’m a doctor, but I’m also a regular person. How can Dr. Jian understand how I feel? I’ve loved him for so many years that it’s become a habit. How can I just throw away a habit? Besides, he still owed me a card. "I want him to live! I want him to live!" I ran to him again and tried to knock the life back into his body.

"Take her away!" That day, I lost my control and my professionalism.

And that day happened to be Valentine’s Day.

Afterwards, I asked his co-workers why he left work early that day.

They told me that after I hung up the phone, he tried to call me several times but couldn’t reach me. Worried, he drove to the hospital to find me and got hit by a large truck on the way.

When I heard this, I froze. My tantrum killed him. Just because of an unmailed card, he died. After that, I lost my privilege to be childish.

Like an abandoned cat, I couldn’t even cry anymore. After his death, I couldn’t cry anymore, regardless of how touching the plot or how tear-jerking the dialogue. They didn’t affect me anymore.

Now, I’m only left with a cat and a seldomly used computer. Stepping over the cat, I turned on the computer. Even though I know no one will send me a mail, I still hoped that someone will remember me on this day.

Meow, meow. I looked at Christine to see what’s wrong. She finished her milk. I went into the kitchen to get her more milk then came back to look at the computer screen.

I have…. 100 emails! Who would be bored enough to send me 100 junk mail?

I was just about to delete them all when I received another mail, and this one said: "Because of system error, we could not send these until today.

We apologize for the delay." The sender was my ISP.

I looked at the 1st mail. It showed the send date is last year’s Valentine’s Day. My heart began to beat fast. Could he have sent these?

With a trembling hand, I opened the mail. The first thing that popped up was a gorgeous red rose set against green leaves. Then a beautiful melody began to play…. "Only Love". I couldn’t believe it. The rose was so beautiful and the music was so dreamy. I almost thought I was in a fantasy. Most touching of all were the words underneath the rose, because the words read like a beautiful poem.

"Hwei."

That’s my name.

"Knowing you so many years, I’ve never sent you any flowers. Today I send you a rose."

I received it and it’s so beautiful.

"You know we are always fighting. We can never really open our hearts and tell each other how we feel."

Yes, but it’s all your fault for being so distant.

"I know I always make you mad by the things I say."

Good that you’re admitting it.

"But today I want to say to you: I’m sorry, and I love you."

I waited so many years for those words.

"And I want to tell you a good news. I finally saved enough money."

You already have enough money. Why did you need so much?

"So Hwei, let’s get married!! I was afraid to propose to you, because I didn’t trust in my ability to give you the good life you deserve. But now I’ve saved enough money so we don’t have to wait anymore."

Who wanted you to wait? I’m already yours.
"Today, I use this card to propose to you. Will you marry me, Hwei? Will you?"

That’s the content of the whole card. Like a fool, I kept reading his words and talking to him. It’s like I can hear his voice and see him again.

As if it’s back to 1 year ago with us constantly fighting.

The song played over and over. Repeating Nana’s heartbreaking voice.

Only love can make a memory. Only love can make a moment last. You were there and all the world was young and all it’s songs unsung. and I remember you then when love was all, all you were living for,
and how you gave that love to me…."

The lyrics of this song fits our love so closely. When he was alive, my world was so young. Every day, I could find a something different to fight with him about. But after he left, my life is only left with memories and coldness that will never go away.

"Will you marry me?"

When I read these words, my tears unconsciously came, wetting the keyboard.

Will I? If he’s in front of me, I will definitely kick him and call him a big fool. If I wasn’t willing, I wouldn’t have waited until today.

So I moved the cursor over the "Reply" box, and typed the response that I’ve already prepared for so many years - "I will."

I will - be by his side for the rest of my life. I will - fight with him forever. That is how I answered him, but the only response I got was the repeating song "Only Love."

Nevertheless, I opened every single letter, accepted every singled rose, and typed the same response: "I will."

I replied 100 times, and "Only Love" played 100 times. In this cold Valentine’s night, the line that’s been broken for 1 year finally got reconnected.

I answered you. What about you?

"Why are you staring off into space??" He loved to pull on my hair. "You’re so ugly when you’re doing nothing. But you’re also not pretty when you smile." In other words, I’m really ugly.

"You’re the one who’s ugly!" I pull back my hair. "If you think I’m so ugly, why do you visit me??"

"Can’t help it. My home is right next to your home." He argued.

"Then I’ll move!" The next day, I drew a line in the ground using some white chalk. A line that I forbid him to cross.

That year, we were both in the 5th grade. We couldn’t stand each other and hoped the other would move away. But 5 years passed, and neither of us moved. Not only that, we got into the same high school and into the same class.

"You’re that infamous couple." All the students and teachers in the school would say whenever they saw us.

"We’re not!" I always tried to explain. "We’re only neighbors." At that time, I hated my parents for making us live next to him.
"My standard is not that low." He would say. "Who wants her to be a girlfriend?? It’s not like I don’t have eyes."

"Yes, I know your eyes are on top of your head." I really disliked him. "Better than having eyes on the bottom of my head like you." He implied that I couldn’t judge guys. At that time, I had a crush on a senior.

I didn’t think that his sarcasm had a hidden meaning. After a while, I found out that the senior student had lots of girlfriends. When I cried about it, he silently passed me a handkerchief and awkwardly held me in his arms.

"I told you he wasn’t any good." He roughly comforted me. I cried in his arms the whole night, and began to see him in a different way. Things began to change between us. We still fought all the time, but he started to look at me differently. And I blushed and my heart beat faster when he was near. We both knew: we fell in love with each other.

Even with this knowledge, neither of us said anything. Even though we would
not be able to resist and kissed each other constantly. Even though we cared about each other’s every moves. Both of us refused to admit our love.

Time flew by quickly, and it was time to face separation. I chose to study medicine, and he chose physics. Yet we still couldn’t separate from each other. Our parents worried that we didn’t know anyone in Taipei, so they forced us to live in the same apartment building. Once again, we became neighbors. We still fought, but sometimes we fought into the bedroom. Alright, we became lovers, but we still wouldn’t say we loved each other. We didn’t even spend Valentine’s Day together until he saw me share dinner with a man one Valentine’s Day. That night, he waited for me in front of my door and said that he would take me out to dinner on Valentine’s Day from then on. I have to say that he was very arrogant. But I nodded and accepted his request. Since then, we spent every Valentine’s Day together. After graduation, I became an intern. He started a small computer company with some friends and became a programmer. We were busy with our own lives and had no time for a relationship. Three years later, I became a doctor, and his business began to boom. We separately moved to bigger
apartments and stopped being neighbors. On the surface, we left each other. In reality, we were still together. We spent every Valentine’s Day together but each year became more dreary than the next because he never told me he loved me even with all my hints.

Facing the empty in-box, I suddenly grew very angry. He wouldn’t say it and wouldn’t send me a card. What did he mean? Who did he think I was? I called his cell phone.

"Hello." He picked up the phone.

"I didn’t receive the card." I immediately showed my displeasure.

"You didn’t receive it?" He seemed really busy. "But I sent it."

He was really busy but I didn’t care. "I didn’t receive it. Send it again."

"Okay, I’ll send you 100 times. Is that good enough??" He said with impatience. His tone further infuriated me. Is that how lovers speak to each other?

"Don’t bother sending it to me. And you don’t have to pick me up tonight.

I’ll eat dinner by myself."

"Don’t be childish, ok? I’m really busy."

"I AM childish!" I hung up the phone and tears rolled down my cheeks.

Childish?? Why didn’t he consider the situation? We’ve gone out for so many years and spent countless Valentine’s Day together. I never received any flowers nor cards from him. Now, I just want a little e-card. Is that too much to ask for??

I unplugged the phone from the wall and turned off my cell phone. I didn’t want to hear his explanations. After I returned to the hospital, I instructed the receptionist not to forward me any phone calls. I wanted to concentrate on work.

Because there were so many emergencies today, I was sweating 1 hour later and forgot about our argument.

"Dr. Shu, please take a look at that patient."

As I was collecting my equipment, the shrill sound of an ambulance sounded outside the ER. When I stepped out the door, the emergency medics hurriedly wheeled in a gurney.

"What happened to him?" I asked the 1st medic. Everyone else were trying to help put the patient on the gurney. He was covered with blood.

"Car accident." The medic replied. "Very serious. He may die."

I nodded and ran to the operating room with them. When I arrived, the nurses told me that the man had already stopped breathing and also his heartbeat also stopped

"Prepare for shock." I calmly instructed the nurses. Saving people is our duty. We can’t lose our calm.

But when I saw who laid on the operating table, I lost my calm. That person was my boyfriend!

It’s a cold February night. People are bustling through the streets, either pulling up their coat collars or wrapping scarves around their necks, trying to stay warm. It’s so cold today.I’m standing at my window, looking at the people moving like little dots. Standing in a heated room, I’m beginning to pity those people. Why don’t they go home? Do they plan on wandering until morning? "Almost time to go home! My boyfriend must be going crazy." One of the nurses breathe a sign of relief. "Still needs to work overtime on Valentine’s Day. It’s so unfair!" "You are fortunate." Another nurse says. "Some people don’t have anyone waiting for them." "You mean Dr. Shu?" Like Sherlock Holmes, my ears perk up when I hear my name. "Do you remember how she lost control on this day last year?" "Of course I do." A nurse shudders. "I’ve never seen Dr. Shu like that. Crying and yelling, like she was crazy." They are talking about how I was last year. They are correct. I was out of control, like they said. "You can’t blame Dr. Shu. If my boyfriend died in front of my eyes, I would probably go crazy as well." "Keep it down. She hasn’t left work yet. She might hear you." The two nurses are too late. I heard the entire conversation through the canvas wall. "Dr. Shu, what are you doing standing here?" Just as I was deciding whether or not to reveal myself, another nurse exposed me. I awkwardly step out. The 2 nurses who discussed me start to blush. Their faces became redder than the bow on Valentine’s Day chocolates. "I’m waiting to go home." I pretend that I didn’t hear anything. "Dr. Shu, you must have gotten too involved in your work. It’s already past time to go home. See you tomorrow. Happy Valentine’s Day!" She waves goodbye. "Happy Valentine’s Day." I wave back and watch the 2 nurses hurry away. That’s fine. I was ready to go home anyway. Even though no lover is waiting for me, at least there’s a lazy cat waiting for me to feed. After I come home, the first thing I do is feed the cat. I forgot when I first had the cat. Probably since last year’s Valentine’s Day. At that time, I was like an abandoned cat, with eyes filled with despair. Cats don’t cry, I do. That’s the only difference. "Better drink all the milk or I’ll skin you." I threatened the cat. Her name is Christine, my least favorite English name. I don’t know why I named the cat Christine. Christine meowed once to let me know she heard me, but her eyes are complaining about my severity. Her eyes remind me of someone I used to know, standing in front of me with eyes of rebellions. An year ago today, I had lunch with my boyfriend and took the opportunity to complain to him. "Today is Valentine’s Day. Why didn’t you give me any flowers?" He raised his eyebrow. "Why should I give you flowers? You are not my anyone." "Then… you should at least give me a card!" I pouted my lips, hurt by his tone. "I know, I know. After lunch, I’ll send you an e-card." E-card. That sounds so impersonal, but that’s the way he is. "You have to e-mail it to me. I’ll be waiting." I excitedly smiled and planned to sneak home after lunch to check e-mail. Even though he wouldn’t use any romantic words, I still looked forward to the card. "I can’t stand you women. Why do you make such a big deal out of Valentine’s Day??" He grumbled while eating his food. His comment induced me to fight with him again. "You are not romantic at all!! Don’t you watch any Japanese drama?" "Japanese drama? I only watch Discovery Channel." "Your life is so boring." I made a face at him. "One recent drama was really good. You should have watched it." "What’s that drama called?" He didn’t believe in the love portrayed in TV and movies. He always thought they were lies. "It’s called ‘Story of A Century’." I gladly answered. "What kind of trashy plot did it have?" "What do you mean trash?? Show some respect!" I was so angry. "That drama was very touching, and the theme song was beautiful as well. It’s called ‘Only Love’, performed by Nana Mouskouri." I wonder if he knew who Nana was. "Nana, I know her. A Greek singer with really expensive albums." "Her voice is worth it." Even though I secretly agreed with him, I couldn’t bring myself to admit it. "Whatever." He glanced at his watch. "I’ll give you 5 minutes to tell me the plot. After that, I’m leaving." I tried hard to explain 6 hours worth of story in just 5 minutes. The drama portrayed the love stories of 3 generations of women spanning 100 years, from 1901 to 2000. Each generation was portrayed by the same actress. The story was tear-jerking. "What’s so touching about it?" He asked, after listening to the story. "Don’t you think each generation’s story is wonderful? If I have such great screen writing ability, I wouldn’t be a doctor anymore. I would become a screenwriter." "If you become a screenwriter, I bet no one would watch the show. The TV station can go out of business." He quickly interjected. "I’m going back to work. Hurry and send me the card!" I was so mad that I went home immediately, not even finishing my coffee. As soon as I walked in my door, I turned on my computer and go online. Staring at the empty in-box, I began to reminisce about how we met. Maybe no one will believe me, but my boyfriend and I were actually neighbors. Our homes were only 1 wall away. Ever since we were kids, we liked to fight with each other all day long. I still remember when I moved to the country that year. Used to the city life, I couldn’t get used to the simple life in the country. After school, I would just go home and do nothing. Whenever that happened, he would always come over to tease me.