..Unlock the Happiness - Key..

My father is one of the rich businessmen. I didn't mean to be arrogant but that's the way it is. I went to expensive school where the students talked about economy, political and boring stuffs. People said that being rich is a good thing, but not really. Just like what Jackie Chan said in Karate Kid, too much good is bad. I agree with him since I really know how the impact looks like.

Both of my parents expect me to be perfect. I need to learn at least 5 languages, 5 musical instruments, politics, economics, and worst, I need to learn how to speak! Well, I mean how to speak politely in good manner. World is mere a place to learn.

Tonight, there'll be a huge party. My parents were busy so they sent me to the salon first to get prepared. I yawned as I looked out the window. I saw few students hanging out by the café, laughing, joking around, and being carefree. I sighed.  That's the life I adore. On another corner, there are b-boys dancing between the crowds.

I opened my eyes wide to look at it clearly. In fact, I love dancing. Modern dance, break dance, oh geez, they're way too cool. But dancing isn't a choice for me. I was forbid to dance. My parents scolded me like hell when they saw me dancing to particular songs. Come on! This is Korea! Dance is just an ordinary thing to do, right?

'Miss Anastasia, we've arrived.' My driver said as he stopped the car.

'Thank you.' I opened the door handle. 'Nope, I can walk down myself.' I stopped him before he went down only to open my door. Ridiculous. In hurry I went inside the salon and met the owner. She's a good friend of mine; though she's older than me. But I often talked to her when I got problems.

'Anastasia! Welcome!' She came to hugged me. I hugged her back.

'Onnie, another big party…' Said sullen me. She attempted a smile and patted my head.

'Come, the sooner we start, the faster we'll do.' She knew it that I'm going to be bored. Right after she cleaned my hair, I sat down on the favorite spot.

And it was a rare occasion that I saw someone sat beside that favorite spot of mine. I mean, I found it rare for people to come to this salon (apparently because of the expensive cost each service) and right now another costumer is here and he sat beside me. Oh well, he's just a costumer anyway.

'Onnie,' I murmured as she dried my hair. 'I want to dye my hair.'

'To what color?' she asked without looking at me.

'Something colorful. Maybe highlight of green? Pink? Or blue?'

'Oh come on! Anastasia!' She chuckled and put down the hair dryer; started to clip my hairs. 'Your parents will kill me if I let you do so.' I sighed and decided not to reply.

I'm not joking. I really want to have those kinds of hair. I want to be different sometimes.

Minutes later, Onnie left me with this dryer thingy since I'm going to curl my hair. I'm kinda bored with those girly magazine stuffs, so I left them on the table unread. Slowly I glanced at the boy sitting beside me, and oh, he looked at me too.

As what I've learned, I need to smile at the people who are looking at us, so I did. And wait, I know that person. I tried to think of whom but…

'Oh… My… God…' I let my jaw dropped. 'Don't tell me you're SHINee's Key?'

'Bingo.' He grinned and it makes me hyper even more, but it teases me a lot since I'm not allowed to move too much.

'REALLY!?' I bet my parents would be angry to see me like this, I've broke so many ethical rules. 'Kim Kibum! I'm your biggest fan! I'll be honest of that!'

'Really? Thank you!' He nodded at me and I think I'm gonna faint.

'So, you're coloring your hair?' I diagnosed as I saw the methods of dying hair applied on his hair.

'Yeaph. What about you?'

'I'm not sure; I'm preparing this for a big party.'

'A big party?' He widened his eyes. 'You mean like… your friend's birthday? Sweet seventeen?'

'Nah.' I denied. 'I don't even know whose party is that. My parents said I should come too.'

'Is that so?' He rolled his eyes like how I saw him in the screens. 'I think it's pretty weird.'

'I know.' I sighed and played with my fingers.

'I heard you wanted to dye your hair.' Suddenly Key started a conversation.

'Yes, I want to dye my hair. BADLY.' I pushed the tone on the last word as I rolled my eyes. 'Just like what you had. You know, the rainbow bangs.' I giggled.

'Ah! That's what you mean!' He clapped and laughed. 'I think it may suit you.'

'See? I wonder why my parents didn't let me.' I puffed my cheek. 'They didn't even let me dance. In fact I love dancing.'

'Whoaa! It makes me wanna see you dance.' He giggled. I was stunned in few seconds since I don't believe it that he said that.

'I want to learn how to dance because I admire you; right on the first day when you debut.' It seems like I'm confessing; now I didn't even dare to look at him. He didn't even say a thing, I guess I was way too hyperbole. 'Kibum, why don't you say a…'

I was so surprised. I saw him with a blushing face! 'S… Sorry I didn't even know… what to say…' He chuckled and looked back at me. 'Thanks!'

I don't know whether it's because of this dryer thingy or the air conditioner or maybe because it's summer or… but my face goes really, really warm.

The alarm on the machine awakes me from the thoughts I had. Onnie came and opened the clips and let my hair fell. 'Whoa, it turns out good, Anastasia.' She murmured.

'Onnie, I want to color my hair…' I begged again, but onnie's sigh tells the exact answer she'll say.

'Why can't she color her hair? I mean, why didn't her parent let her?' Suddenly Key asked. Onnie looked at him and attempted a smile.

'Her parent is one of the rich businessmen, everything about her parents will be reflected on the way she acted –or her appearance as well – that's why her parents are so strict about this.' Onnie answered while she kept taking care of my hair.

Key didn't said a thing, so do I. Onnie took the machine away, and in this gap of time I turned my view to Key again. 'I wish I could become an artist like you, that's my dream.' I said. 'Do you think I'm able to?'

He smirked. 'Why not? Everyone has the chance and time to shine. Just like us.' He showed such a silly face and continues, 'Just like you.'

'Okay, I'll put some makeup on.' Onnie came back and I can't say a thing anymore, the makeup was then applied onto me.

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Key and I were done at the same time. We stood up and looked at each other. He was the first to smile. 'Hmm… not bad.'

'Thanks. You too.' I flattered. I looked at me on the mirror; another view that I think it wasn't me. I got makeup; I looked beautiful or so whatever.

But I don't like it.

Sometimes I want to be cool, or silly. I looked at Key, and think of an answer. Yes, just like Key. He's handsome, adorable, fun, funny, it's like he has everything. Well, mostly, he's able to express himself. Unlike me.

'Why did you wear tuxedo? Are you going to perform with that?' I asked. If he's going to perform with that outfit on, I'm obviously going to download the video since he looks so damn _{–cough –} handsome!

'Nope, I need to go for an invitation.' He said, fixing his hair while moving close to the mirror. I chuckled. That's how Key is. He went to the salon, he didn't satisfy, he'll fix it again himself.

'I see. How I envy you so much.' I tried to smile. 'Well, I'm thankful that I can meet you today.' I bowed to him as my grateful feeling. 'I wish I could come to your concert, or maybe I'll escape if I need to.'

'Hahas! Silly you!' He laughed exactly just how I used to hear his laughter. 'Hmm… Anastasia, right?'

I blinked few times before I replied. 'Yes, that's my name. Why?'

'Your name means resurrection. Did you know that?'

I shook my head. 'No, is that what my name means?'

'Yes,' he nodded and grinned. 'And I believe that the now you, is someone with agony spirit. You aren't free yet.'

I gulped. Exactly. I feel like dying. I feel like the real me has died. I rolled my eyes to swaddle my tears.

'But you haven't resurrected.' He put his hands inside his pockets. 'You will resurrect, you'll be born as someone new. I believe you will. The time will give you chance.'

'Do you… mean it?' I kept looking at my feet.

'Of course! Anastasia, so far have become such a good child. She obeyed every single word her parents said; she tried her best to fulfill her parents' expectation. She is a kind and honest child.'

I can't help it but cried. So far people never praise me for anything I've done. I'm working hard, really hard, to be praised but in fact no one did. At least until this second.

'I thought,' I sobbed. 'Being honest is wrong.' I clenched my hand tight. 'People always said my choices are wrong. Always wrong.' My hands started to shaken.

Suddenly Key hugged me and patted my back. 'You did great. You'll get a gift later on. Your effort will be paid in equal price.' I widened my eyes as I can't believe what I've got. 'This is one of the gift okay?' Key continued and grinned. I spilled more tears and clutched his tuxedo.

'Sorry, I didn't mean to cry in front of you.' I moved backwards and looked at Key straight. 'But thank you.'

He smiled instead. 'Hmm… is it really okay if you cried this much? Not worried it will blur your makeup?'

'No, onnie said this makeup is fade-proof.' I blinked and raised my eyebrows, trying to finish the tears on my eyes.

'Oh well, here,' Key took something from his pocket. Right when he took his handkerchief out, something fell from his pocket and flew besides me. 'Whoops.'

'I'll take it for you.' I bended my knee and took it. 'Wait…' I observed that small card. 'This is the party you're attending to?'

'Yes, oh and thanks.' He took the card from me. We both stunned for few seconds before Key pointed at me. 'Don't tell me you're going to…'

'That party?' I continued. 'If I'm not mistaken my father said that it's his best friend's party.'

'It's the owner of SM Company. The entire artists from SM are attending the party.' He added.

We stunned another second, and burst out laughing. 'SM Company!' I shook disbelief. 'My father should've told me before!'

'See? Now still regret that you've got strict parents?' He smirked.

'I guess nope. I'll try to fight for my dream.' I grinned. 'I'm gonna color my hair someday soon, learn dance, be an artist and…' I looked at Key but ended up shook my head. 'Never mind, I have a feeling that you're going to unlock the gate of happiness for me. Let's go!' I took Key's hand and went outside; leaving him curious himself for the words I was just saying.

…And find a boyfriend.


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