Web of Lies

A Super Junior Fanfiction

Beta-ed by eternalsnow-chrys

Chapter 3

Cho Kyuhyun, the youngest member of the group Super Junior, is bored. Yes, bored. And to think that he has a reputation of being able to entertain himself in any situation, he's definitely not living up to it. Even having his beloved laptop by his side with a bonus of free time to play computer games on it isn't enough to satisfy his needs of entertainment.

Really Cho Kyuhyun, you've got the life. What more could you ask for?

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"I don't think this is a good idea," Dilla started, trying to find a way to stop Seunghwan from introducing her to whoever he was planning to introduce her to. She was socially awkward and more than sure that this set up is going to bring nothing but bad blood between her and Seunghwan… and of course the person she would eventually have to talk to.

"You'll be fine," Seunghwan assured her. "Trust me."

Left with no other choice, Dilla begrudgingly let him push her towards the room of the person Seunghwan planned on introducing her to—which didn't take more than a minute since it was just a few rooms away. During that short period of time, she racked her brains of ways to start a civilized conversation that doesn't include awkward silences and random questions, but of course; being Dilla, she couldn't come up with anything even if her life depended on it.

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Meanwhile, Cho Kyuhyun… Is still bored.

With nothing to do, he kept on glancing at the clock that was very conveniently hung on the wall right in front of him, wishing that the handles would move faster. It's not like he has anything else to do for the rest of the day, so he might as well wish for tomorrow to come quickly.

However, his mind numbing boredom was interrupted when the door to his room opened without warning. And for once in his life, he was actually delighted to have a visitor—not that he hated having them, it's just that they tend to get annoying after a while, especially when they begin fretting all over his health.

"Kyuhyun!"

'That must be Manager Seunghwan,' Kyuhyun thought to himself, instantly recognizing his manager's distinct voice.

"Manager!" he greeted back, feeling excited. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to introduce you to someone," Seunghwan grinned and called someone from outside the room.

Kyuhyun could hear some mumbling and whining from outside the room, and although he wasn't in the least bit interested, he was willing to put up a facade. Anything was better than the mind numbing boredom session that he had to put up with just a few minutes ago.

When Seunghwan was finally able to persuade the person outside the room to enter, tension filled the room immediately. Well, filled half of the room. Kyuhyun was trying to stifle a laugh, while Dilla was glaring daggers at him, which left Seunghwan wondering what the hell was going on.

"Y-You're that girl from the waiting room," Kyuhyun started. His face was turning red from trying hard not to laugh. He couldn't help it, but that girl was just so weird. She had been ignoring him for one full hour before she suddenly came up to him and tried to start a conversation—in the most horrible manner of course. He could tell that she has never had a decent conversation from the way she talks, and because he was just so bored, he decided to entertain himself by playing a fool with her. It wasn't as though she personally knew him anyway, so it wouldn't really hurt his reputation.

"And you're that…person from the waiting room," Dilla huffed, already annoyed by the gaming addict by just looking at his face. She was hoping that by some miracle, Seunghwan would introduce her to someone who she could actually talk to. This person seated on the bed was clearly not it.

"So it seems like you've already known each other?" Seunghwan smiled. 'Well, this makes things a lot easier,' he thought to himself.

"No, we don't know each other," Kyuhyun explained immediately. "We just happened to be in the same waiting room this morning."

"Yeah, that's right," Dilla agreed, setting aside her pride just this once.

Seunghwan exchanged glances with the two and sighed. As Super Junior's manager, he admits that he still couldn't understand how some of the members' minds work, especially Kyuhyun's. And truthfully, he's going to leave it at that, since there was no point in trying to understand someone who doesn't want to be understood in the first place.

On the other hand, Dilla seemed very predictable to him; he could read her like an open book. Although her somewhat model-like appearance is a far cry from her awkward personality, he could tell that the girl was sincere with her actions—well, that is what he hopes. Seunghwan could tell from one look that the girl is far taller than him and—as much as he'd hate to admit—too skinny for her own good.

A good minute of silence settled between the three of them before Seunghwan's cell phone rang loudly, startling the occupants of the room.

"Well, you have the chance to get to know each other now. I'll need to get this," Seunghwan waved them off, exiting the room to answer his call.

Now this is where the awkwardness starts.

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"Hey, aren't you going to say anything?" Kyuhyun finally broke the ice, deciding that enough was enough. Even if he had been a little unreasonable by pissing her off this morning, he's still not going to tolerate being ignored. The girl should either forget about the incident and start a conversation or leave his room for good, because he is definitely not going to put up with an awkward silence.

"I…uh…Hi," Dilla started, trying to come up with a topic to talk about. "How are you?"

"How do you think I am?" the man in question snapped back. With this uncomfortable awkwardness in the air, he was starting to believe that staring at the clock all night would be much better than being in the same room with that sad excuse of a social creature. In all honesty, never before had he met someone as awkward as her. How she survived living this long was a mystery to him.

On the other hand, Dilla was taken aback by his reaction to her words. She knew that she wasn't the most fun person to be with, but the least he could do is to try and cooperate with her while she was trying hard to start a conversation. Who the hell does he think he is, snapping at people like that? He may be part of a famous boyband, but that doesn't mean he could get away with everything.

"I don't know," Dilla snapped back, "that's why I'm asking."

And then there was silence; a very uncomfortable silence. Both parties refused to back down, believing that the other was at fault. The silence continued until one of them decided that this ridiculous game they're playing will never end unless someone apologizes first.

"Sorry," Dilla sighed, "I'm just…"

"Just?" Kyuhyun shifted his gaze from the clock to the girl whom Seunghwan randomly brought into his room. He still has no idea why his manager would suddenly drag some unknown person along on his visit, and that someone wasn't even a fan of Super Junior.

"Just not used to this," Dilla continued, sighing and slumping on her wheelchair. She eyed the room in disdain as if the color white offends her. Kyuhyun took this chance to look at her properly. In an instant he could tell that she couldn't exactly pass off as a plain Jane. She has straight jet black hair that went down to her shoulders and round eyes so dark it looks black. The combination highlights the color of her skin which has a yellowish tint to it. She didn't look East Asian at all. But what made her stand out the most is the length of her legs. Even though she was seated on a wheelchair, he could tell that she didn't fall into the average height group when the opposite gender was concerned.

"How tall are you?" Kyuhyun suddenly asked, earning a weird look from Dilla. "Just answer me." He rolled his eyes in response at that.

"180 cms," she answered hesitantly, confused to why he would suddenly ask about her height. It was as random as any question could get, especially when they weren't even on proper speaking terms to begin with. "Why do you ask?"

'180? The hell! She's as tall as me!' Kyuhyun thought to himself in distress. Having a person from the opposite gender rival his height was a huge slap to his ego. 'That kind of height is definitely unnatural for a girl—especially one that isn't Caucasian.'

"180," he repeated. "Are you sure?"

"Why wouldn't I be sure? It's my height," Dilla replied flatly, emphasizing the word 'my'. She was tired of being treated like an alien. She realizes that she might not have a proportional body and good communicating skills, but she's just as human as Kyuhyun was, who had been assessing her ever since she entered the room.

"Right," Kyuhyun answered sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "And I'm 2 meters tall."

"You know what? This isn't worth the trouble," Dilla sighed. This conversation reminded her way too much of her struggles at school where everybody would silently asses her, and Kyuhyun was no different from said people. "I'm going back to my room."

Chapter 3/END

Author's Note (?)

I changed the title from All My Heart to Web of Lies. Why? Don't ask. It was a 'spur of the moment' thing.

Lee Suyeon: Thank you for your review and suggestions. I've been thinking of how to make the story more realistic myself, but... Umm, yeah. I'll come up with something...I hope. Ah, yeah, I'll try to stay awesome :)