Sandara coughed and repeated, “e-e-ex…s-s-stalker?” Okay, this time Sandara was literally entertaining the thought of jumping off the plane and she wasn’t kidding. She placed her juice on the cup holder and rummaging her large bag any cloth available just to clean the mess she did.

Sandara was still searching and rummaging through the pouches of her bag, at last located a sunglass cover cloth. If the knot weren’t hanging she wouldn’t be embarrassed in pulling this out and wipe the juice plus guilt splattered on her face.

Was she panicking? Hell, yeah!

Sandara stopped staring at the handkerchief was waiting in front of her. She raised her face and met his amused expression. “Thanks.” Sandara whispered and took it with her shaky hands; cleaned her face.

“Is that a book?” He asked without dropping the amused looked on his face, pointing to her hardbound cover diary; comfortably lying on top of the stowable table in front of her.

Great! Just freaking great! It completely slipped off her mind that she intentionally entitled her journal as CONFESSIONS OF AN EX-STALKER FAN. Sandara forced a chuckle. “No, this is my diary.”

D.Amn! How could her mouth be faster than her brain?

It was like saying, “Hi! It’s me Sandara Park your once upon a time stalker fan, who was caught stealing your brief in the dressing room. Nice to meet you.”

Get thepicture?

“Cool…” his stifle reply, and like for the first time he stared at her intently.

Sandy swallowed in her gasped as she was roughly rubbing her face with his handkerchief.

Sandy, do not panic! All she could think to calm herself.

Five years has gone and he wouldn’t be remembering his ex stalker, right? Did he saw her picture in the first place? Did he see her face plastered all over the net?

F.uck! Her brain was swarmed with things that makes her head throb.

Before Sandara could redeem herself, she felt someone standing beside her.

It’s Yuri. Her life saver!

“Hi!” She wasn’t looking at her but to him. “Are you G-Dragon oppa?” With her most fan girl tone impersonation. Did Sandara mention that she’s a DBSK fan? “God!” She watched her cousin gushing this time. “You are G-Dragon! Can I call you oppa? Can I, oppa?” She asked with puppy eyes.

Sandara numbly stared from her cousin to the flustered Jiyong. But he managed to nod and let out a weak smile.

“God!” She stumbled towards the empty seat between him and her. “Can I have your autograph, oppa?” She asked pushing her pen and notebook at his face.

Did Sandara tell you that she’s a hardcore DBSK fan? Having her acting this good meant Sandara would be spending a week doing chores for her.

-0-0-0-

Everything seemed to be surreal for her. Here Sandara was sitting in the plane with the celebrity she used to stalk like crazy.

If Sandara was the Sandara Park 5 years ago she would have seen herself wrapping her arms around him, batting her eyelashes, and whisper “Oppa,” with her cutest slash sluttiest voice.

Yup, what Yuri was acting few minutes back couldn’t even surpass or even be half on what Sandara will be doing to Jiyong “oppa”.

Oppa.

Wow! The last time Sandara used that word was 5 years ago. Obviously, in the Philippines “oppa” was totally non existent, except when you’re with your Korean friends, which wasn’t her case. Sandara sighed.

Sandara do miss the 100% Korean of her and slowly getting the hang of realization that she finally on her way home.

It took her five years to cure her sickness and there’s something for her to celebrate, right? She excitedly wanting to write down everything.

Now a scene running to her brain was her standing in a group of people and greeted, “Hi, my name is Sandara Park…”

“Hi, Sandara.” A group answered.

“I was a stalker.” Then there’s a mixture of happy and boring ahhh…”Sandara stopped and smiled. “I used stopped stalking Jiyong for 5 year and 4 months.”

PFFT!

“Boring huh?” Jiyong was talking in Korean now.

Her eyes widened. Huh?! Was Sandara rumbling all to herself again? Just great, Sandy!

Sandara smiled sheepishly as heat slowly creeping to her cheeks. “Yeah, boring…” Sandara sighed, “Are you on vacation?”

He nodded, clearly surprised and somewhat enjoying the part that he was being treated as un-celebrity as possible. Maybe Yuri was acting way too much. Maybe it did scare him. “Sorry about my cousin. She’s not usually behaving that way.” Sandara explained.

He shrugged. “It’s ok.”

Ok?! Yuri almost kissed him on the lips!

God!

“Sandara bet you’re used to that already.” Sandara spitted out. “Having fans smashing themselves all over you and stalkers…”

Come on! Did Sandara just mention the word again?!

Jiyong shrugged again. “Sometimes.”

At that moment Sandara felt his tone was different.

“That’s the price of fame as what my umma always says.” Sandara uncrossed her legs, fighting the painful and involuntary muscular contraction on her legs.

He didn’t respond.

Sandara leaned closer to him and continued, “To make you feel a little better, I am actually scared of going back to Seoul.” Sandara said almost whispering. her heart was on the racing mode…AGAIN.

First things first Sandara must say…WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON TO her ALREADY MESSED UP BRAIN?!

Please consider her dead right at that second.

“Scared?” He repeated with quizzical looked on his face as his eyebrow curved upward. “You’re not pregnant, are you?” He asked his eyes looking at her up and down.

EH? What made him think that?! “Anieyo!” Sandara was waving her two hands in front of him. “No! I’m not Virgin Mary…I don’t have a boyfriend.” Eh? “No, I mean…I’m not—“

He chuckled at her response. “Joking.” He tentatively put on his dark glasses. “I hope you don’t mind…”

Sandara swore this time he might be thinking it’s better to talk to his crazy fan girl than a girl with episodes of craziness, popping in every 5 minutes.

“No, no…” Sandara replied turning her face on the opposite side. Even a blind person could see that he needed to enjoy this much rest. Whatever the reason of his going to the Philippines secretly wasn’t her business.

Sandara snuck a glance at him after 5 minutes…

Okay fine…4 minutes…fine fine!

Her hand was in her mouth to stop the drool that might be dripping.

Jiyong Kwon.

You were cute then and you’re still cute now.

Sandara took a deep breath and sighed.

He’s the only celebrity who made her loose her mind when she was 15. Of course, she went gaga with Eric Mun of Shinhwa and even with Micky Yoochun of DBSK…but the moment Sandara first saw him in the television performing his self-composed song, Sandara was dumbstruck.

This guy totally owned the stage when he and his member performs. He wouldn’t be Gdragon for nothing.

Something about his aura that was pulling her towards him. Something about his smile that made her heart stopped beating for a few seconds. Something about the way his intense stare that made her forget everything.

He’s incomparable better looking now.

Sandara sighed. Yup, whether she like it or not…or even admit it to myself or not…

Sandara was still his fan. No…

Sandara Park is still his fan.
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chapter 3