Disclaimer: "You're Beautiful" is an original South Korean drama. I do not own it.

Chap. 1

On the hill of Gongseri, Inju-myeon, stood the Gongseri Catholic Church. It is here that our story begins.

It was early Sunday morning. Parishioners dressed in their annual Sunday garbs came to attend the morning service. Father Baek stood beside Mother Superior, Cheong. They warmly greeted every member that passed them at the entry way. Some responded respectively. Other, particularly the youths, either ignored them or gave a curt nod.

One teenage boy snuck pass the elderly leaders. He retrieved an iPod Touch from his slack's pocket. His younger sister looked on enviously. She planned to bring her mp3, too, but their mother caught her. A deep frown tugged at the corners of lips as she grumbled about missing her favorite program.

The boy took a seat on the bench further down from his parents. He snickered, slipping the electronic ear plugs to the earphones in. Before he could slip the left one in, a pale hand gently laid on his shoulder. Mphed at being caught, the boy turned around and gaped.

Standing behind him was a young Sister. No, a Sister-in-Trainning. Even with her bare face and simple outfit, her natural beauty struck him. She pointed her finger at his device and said, "I would hate to see it taken from you. Would you please put it away? Service is about to start."

The boy blinked several times. His sister snickered at his comical expression. He looked liked a goldfish out of water.

Sister Ha Na approached her. The woman sent the boy reprimanding glare. Returning her attentention to the younger Sister, saying, "Gemma, you have a phone call. Please take in the office. Service is about to start."

"Yes, Sister Ha Na. Thank you,"the girl bowed with a kind smile. She glanced down at the boy and whispered,"Now would be a good time to put it away. Have a blessed visit."

Inside the small office of Sister Ju Bin, the girl picked up the lime green reciever. "Yeoboseyo. This is Go Mi Nyu. Whom may I ask is calling?"she answered.

"Ah! H-hey, sis. It's me...Mi Nam,"replied her brother.

Mi Nyu's eyes instantly filled with worry. She curled the coil cord around her index finger.

"Oppa? What is the matter? Are you unwell?" she fretted.

Mi Nam chuckled a little. He clicked his tongue against his teeth, and said, "Um...no I'm not ill. Well, maybe I am a little under the weather. Listen, it's just that, I need to speak with you. I know service has started, so I'll wait until after. A man named Ma Hoon Yi will approach you. Don't be afraid! That's just he looks...anyway! He'll take you to me and then I'll explain. Don't worry, okay? I have to go. Love you, sis!"

Mi Nyu stared at the reciever. The endless hum of the dead line echoing in the office. She gently laid the reciever on the hook. A line forming between her brows. Her lips pursed, she wondered what had her brother gotten himself into. While it wasn't a constant thing, Mi Nam was prone to get himself in some sort of trouble. But it must be something major if he called her. He usually kept her out of the loop when he was in trouble. She had to learn about it from Cha Dae Woong or Kim Dong Joon. And if it was really bad, her friend, Nahm Soo Young would (literally) beat a confession out of the three boys.

With a heavy sigh, Mi Nyu returned to service. Her mind solely on her brother.

After service, Mi Nyu remained inside. She knelt before the cross and prayed for her brother. So immersed in her prayers, she didn't hear the man behind her enter. He cleared his throat loudly to gain her attention. Slowly, and fretfully, Mi Nyu stood to face the man. "Ah! A-annyeong hashimnikka. May I help you?" she stammered.

The short, slightly plump man grinned at her. He looked her up and down. His blatant scutiny made her squirm in discomfort. "You look exactly alike! It's remarkable,"he exclaimed.

Mi Nyu took a step back. "E-excuse me?"

"Oh. Forgive my mangers. I am Ma Hoon Yi. I came on behalf of your brother Go Mi Nam," he replied.

"IS MI NAM IN TROUBLE WITH THE MOB?!" Mi Nyu suddenly blurted out.

Ma Hoon Yi rapidly blinked his eyes to get over her sudden outburst. Mi Nyu lowered her head, blushing. Perhaps this wasn't the best place to ask. Especially in a large empty room. Hopefully, no one heard.

"Um...no...um...Sister. Your brother isn't any any finacial debt! Please do not assume the worst of him,"Ma stammered out.

Mi Nyu nodded her head, slowly. She nervously met his gaze and asked,"Then what is this about, Ma-ssi?"

"Please call me Manager Ma. I will take you to him now. All I can ask that you do not worry. Everything is fine," Ma explained, nervously. He added under his breath,"I hope."

Waiting inside Manager Ma's car was a highly fashionable, pretty young woman. She gaped when Mi Nyu neared the vehicle. She whipped her head around and stared back at her from the front seat. "No way,"she murmured.

"E-excuse me?" Mi Nyu frowned.

The woman shook her head. "S-sorry. It's just, I thought Mi Nam was joking when he said you'd be easy to find. He told us, 'Look for me dressed in a habit. You won't miss her.' It's like you're cut from the same mold!"

"Isn't she?" Manager Ma agreed, sitting behind the wheel. "I told you. This'll work out fine!"

The woman glared at him. She smacked him upside the head yelling,"For your sake it better. I won't ruin my career because of your stupidity!"

Mi Nyu leaned forward. She examined Manager Ma's head, asking,"Are you alright?"

"He's fine. Hasn't got a brain to damage in that shell to damage,"the woman griped. She turned to face Mi Nyu,"I'm being rude. Annyeong haseyo. My name is Wang Coordi."

Mi Nyu bowed her head. "Annyeong hashimnikka, Wang-yang. I am Go Mi Nyu," she replied.

Wang waved her hand, dismisively. "No need for the formality. We'll be seeing too much of each other to act so unfamiliar."

Manager Ma started the engine. He pulled out the church's lot and began to drive. The radio played a song she hadn't heard before. She stared at the digital screen, listening to the beautiful song.

"I will promise you

du nun en neo man dam go sar a gal kke

I will promise you

du par eun neor an go sar a gal kke

a chim e nun tteo jam deun sun gan kka ji neo ha na man geu ril kke

sa rang hae i mar it ji ma

I love you forever

deo un yeo reum nar en geu neur i doe jul kke"

She was transfixed by the different males' voices harmonizing effortlessly together. Her eyes closed as she took noticed of the lead vocalist's and rapper's range were both baritone. In the song, it seemed the lead could hit some F5 notes but his true range was within the normal tenor range. The rapper on the other hand displayed he was well capable of hit the low extremes for a tenor and use his natural range to extend in either high or low notes. Then there was the other vocalist. His voice wasn't deep. It was within the tenor range but it seemed he could hit a few countertenor ranges, too. It was very impressive to find this type of talent in pop music.

Mi Nyu closed her eyes. Occasionally, humming along with the chorus. Manager Ma and Wang glanced at each other smiling. It wasn't surprising that even a nun would admire the talents in this group's song. Afterall, this was A. . Korea's most critically acclaimed rock band. There wasn't anyone in Asia, or maybe in the world, who couldn't fall for these boy's. They were the cream of the crop at A&G Entertainment. Fans literally threw themselves at them. Having debuted in early Winter of 2007, the group simply swept the charts. Of course, they weren't shy to their share of awards, either. If this were to keep up, they could start venturing in English albums, too!

"That is if this goes over well," Manager Ma thought. He stepped on the gas to get to their destination.

Mi Nyu followed the two inside Paradise Hotel Dogo. They took the elevator to the six floor and walked down the long hall to room 204. Manager Ma opened the door for the two ladies. Standing near the window was who you could call Mi Nyu's doppelganger.

Mi Nam whipped his head in the direction of the three.

"Manager Ma?" he called.

Ma ushered Mi Nyu over to her brother. "I brought her, Mi Nam,"he said.

Mi Nam let out a sigh of relief. Mi Nyu enveloped him in a warm embrace. "Oppa? What is the matter? Why are you wearing sunglasses indoors?" she aksed. He pulled away and frowned in her direction. "Let's sit. I've got a lot to tell you, sis. You're the only person in world who can save me,"he said. Mi Nyu noted the deep despair in her brother's voice.

The two sat on the sofa- Manager Ma and Wang in the matching seats opposite of them. Mi Nam took his sister's hands in his.

"Mi Nyu, you remember how after we graduated, I left Asan to pursue my dreams in Seoul?" he asked.

Mi Nyu nodded her head slowly. "Yes, Oppa. You went to be discovered because Asan didn't have the top agencies you wanted to work for."

"Right. Well, as you know, I've trained in Seoul under Star Vision agency for about three years. Finally, I was discovered, but by a different agency. One of the leading agencies; A&G. A couple of weeks ago, I met with A&G's president, himself. He handpicked me out of thousands to join A&G's most successful group, A. ! It was like a freaking dream, sis!"

Mi Nyu grinned, widely. "That's wonderful news, Oppa!"

His smile faltered. "Yes it is. I will be the current maknae, second lead vocalist and second visionary for the group. Not only must my musical abilities be superb, but my overall image as well. At least...it was before I-" he removed his glasses, revealing two square bandages covering his eyes. There was some swelling around the eyes, too. "...I did this."

She covered her mouth with her hands. Mi Nyu searched her brother's face. "Where you in an accident Oppa?! What happened?! Why have you not in a hospital?!"

Manager Ma sobbed loudly. Wang scowled at his trembling form. "It's my fault,"he cried. "It's all my fault!"

"Damn right it is,"Wang argued. "You are in charge of managing A. and sales. Who the hell made you the stylist and image consultant? Yah! If President Ahn knew about this, he'd have you fat head!"

Mi Nyu shook her head. "I don't understand,"she whispered.

"I'm the head stylist and image consultant for A. . The Coordinator. Mi Nam and I worked on his image, tirelessly. He already had a distinct sense of fashion that made him stand out among the rest. Everything was fine until this fool suggested he undergo cosmetic surgery!" she yelled.

Manager Ma sniffled. "I thought it'd boost his image. So many idols have done it and they're beautiful,"he whimpered.

"Who cares?! Go Mi Nam is blessed with natural beauty! His androgynous image would appeal to Flower Boy lovers everywhere! He didn't need surgery! He was fine as he was, and now look!" Coordinator Wang jumped out her chair yelling.

"Noona," Mi Nam called. "Don't blame Manager Ma. I acted on my own and screwed up. He isn't to blame. Only I am. I ruined my career."

"B-but Oppa, why can't you just tell A&G's president?" Mi Nyu asked.

He ran his fingers through his hair, sighing. "It'd be a great hindrance. A. is suppose to debut with me in a month or so. The time it'd take for me to fully heal will interfere with practice, photo shoots and promotions. President Ahn wouldn't hold up the porject for someone who he just recruited. He'd just find some other singer! I'll loose everything, sis!" he exclaimed.

Mi Nyu wrapped her arms around Mi Nam. He laid his head against her, breathing in sharp, shaky breaths. His hands were in tight fist, resting on his lap. "I don't even know why I called you. It's a stupid idea,"he groaned.

"What idea?" Mi Nyu asked.

Manager Ma scratched the back of his head. "Well, Sister-"

"I am not a Sister, Manager Ma. It will b years before I become one. As of now I am trainning. An apprentice if you will,"Mi Nyu explained.

He nodded his head. "Yes. I see. Then...it is possible,"he trailed off.

"Excuse me?" Mi Nyu asked.

He met her light brown eyes. Wringing his hands together, nervously, he said,"You and your brother share extraordinary simularities despite being fraternal twins. With some work, either of you could be mistaken for the other."

Mi Nam grimaced. "So you want Mi Nyu to pose as me until I recover? How do you expect that to work Manager Ma? Regardless of our simularities, there is the obvious thing that makes us different. She is a woman and I'm a man. There is not way this could work."

"Coordinator Wang is an exceptional stylist. She has studied fashions, hairstyles and makeup for so long. It would be easy for her to make Mi Nyu into a man!" Manager Ma declared confidently.

Mi Nam sighed. "Then listen to our voices. I might not have a deep voice but you can still hear the masculinity in it."

"Go Mi Nyu, is it true you have trainned years in singing?" Coordinator Wang asked. "Sometimes, trainned vocalist gain the ability to alter their voices. Maybe if you try, you can emulate Go Mi Nam."

Mi Nyo looked at her brother, who silently sat beside her.

"What you're asking of me...it is impossible. I haven't the confidence or talent like my brother. Music is his passion. Only he can be himself. I would only jeapordize his career and ruin his name. I...I cannot do this," she whispered.

Mi Nam gently took her hand in his. He blindlessly faced her. Chewing on his lower lip for a moment, he began to speak in English. Coordinator Wang and Manager Ma were left stumped. They hadn't any idea what he was saying, but they knew it was a personal matter. They both excused themselves and went to the kitchen.

"Mi Nyu. Sis. You're wrong. Music is my career choice. My greatest pleasure. But it isn't my passion," he began, "When were three, and our father died, we were sent to Gongseri orphanage. For a short time we lived there without anyone to rely on. We were alone. But then...we thought we had a chance when the Park family adopted us-"

"Stop Oppa," Mi Nyu pleaded, freeing her hands from his grasp.

Mi Nam ignored her and continued on. "The abuse we suffered damaged our souls. How they'd slap us. Lock us in closets and go days without feed us. It almost left us with no hope. B-but I knew there was some hope. Mother's wedding ring. The only momento I managed to snatch away from our old house before we were taken, gave me hope. Gave us hope. I promised you. I promised that I would find our mother. That'd we'd live a happy life together. No worries about food, money or a safe home. We'd find her and we'd be a happy family, together. I'd protect you, always... But I can't right now. Mi Nyu, I was against this idea in the beginning, but there is too much to loose if we don't at least try. If you're found out, I'll take total responsibility. Just...right now...I need your help Mi Nyu. I truly do. There is no one on this earth I can trust from the very depths of my soul. Please Mi Nyu. Help me fufill my promise. Help me find Mother. A. 's fame can reach out to nearly ever corner of this world. Please... just this once...will you help me."

She wiped away at the few tears that fell from her eyes, and ran down her cheeks. "What if I'm no good? What if I ruin everything?" she whispered.

"Well. Mother Superior always told us since 'If we have faith of a mustard seed, we could move yonder's mountains.' Maybe now is the time to have that faith," he shrugged. "Plus, Manager Ma and Coordinator Wang will be there to support you. I'll even call you. So you're not all alone in this."

Mi Nyu gazed down at her feet. She lifted her hand, and gently touched the wedding band that hung on the same chain as her cross. Closing her eyes, she took a deep, shaky breath. Steadied her nerves and said alound, "Alright. I'll do it."

"Thank you, Sister!" could be heard throughout the entire building.