My Love From Another Star – Episode 31

–EPISODE 31 RELEASE–

Previous Preview: Ahnya received a harsh warning for her rendezvous with HK, forcing her to avoid him.  Meanwhile SM reaches a new self awakening from an influence in the most unlikely circumstances.  MJ continues digging deeper and deeper into his memory of the past in order to solve it’s connection to his current nightmares.  This left SY felling more and more alienated from MJ, leading her to meet and bond with a new mysterious friend.

Scene 4 – How YJ Save SM

YJ pulled his new bike up next to the coffee shop, took his helmet off and grin at two young girls walking by as they stare at him and giggle.  It’s high time he shed the nerdy mold that people cast him in just because his interest and field of study happens to be astronomy.  He pats his bike proudly then looks over across the street at some sort of grand opening event.  The press is clamoring for questions and cameras are shooting left and right.  Then he spot SM in the midst of them clinging to a different man in her arms, waving and smiling.  YJ rolled his eyes and shook his head.

YJ had his music blaring in his earphone, staring at the computer as he study a group of stars.  He glances at his watch briefly…9:38 pm…he should pack up and leave since they will be close in less than half an hour.  He started to pack everything into his case when he caught a motion in the corner of his eyes.  He looked out the window directly from across the street and saw SM standing there looking around.  Did this woman not know what time it is?  Why is she by herself at this hour?  He made an incredulous face then sat up with alert when he saw a group of street boys walking towards her, laughing and nudging each other.  YJ stuff all his belongings in his bag and ran out the door all the while cursing troublesome women.

SM rubs her arms from the cold breeze and curses all men within 10 mile radius.  That crappy man had used her for the press and left her waiting saying he’ll be back for her and then called her 15 minutes till 9pm saying he couldn’t make it.  Maybe it’s time she should just give up…she just have no luck with men whatsoever.  From now on she’ll just concentrate on her career.  Frustrated, she held a hand out for a cab but it just zooms past her.  Then out of nowhere someone snatched her purse.  She turned around and faces a group of three boys.

Boy1: hey beautiful want to hang out with us? (The others laugh obnoxiously and nudge each other)

SM: yah! give that back! (She tried to reach for it but one threw her purse to the other laughing…then one of them reach out and grab her mid-drift…she’s frustrated enough to want to whack them all in the head and was just about to do so when the guy holding her waist was yanked backward and away from her.  In a short span all she saw was kicks and punches, arms and legs swinging)

YJ: (chasing after the boys as they scurry off) Run faster if you know what’s good for you! (mutter to himself as he turn and walk back to SM, picking up his belongings) little bastards…(SM stare at him with open mouth).

SM: Yoon Jae, do you really need to do that?  I was handling the situation fine by myself.

YJ: (sarcastic tone) yes, I can see that.  You’re welcome by the way. (He flexes his fingers and SM realize his knuckles are bleeding.  She immediately grabs his hands and inspects it closely while he gazes at her unblinkingly.)

SM: it’s not bad but we should put something on it anyways (she looks up at him and sees him staring at her. She quickly drops his hand) what are you doing here?

YJ: does it matter? (He started walking off)

SM: where are you going? Do you have a car with you? Can you take me home? (He stopped walking and she bumped into his back).

YJ: (he turns around) this is my ride. (She looks over at the motor bike)

SM: did your sister know you have this?

YJ: (puts on his helmet and started the engine then glance at her) you’re getting on or what?

SM: me? Ride this thing?

YJ: no, I’m riding it…you just need to sit, look pretty, and hold tight…what? You’re not afraid of those three thugs but you’re afraid of a bike?

SM: (she grins widely) I’m pretty? I think that’s the nicest thing you’ve said to me since I’ve known you!

YJ: Of course that’s the only thing you could hear…(close his eyes in frustration) you’re coming or not? (She hesitantly climb on) hold tight (as her hands slowly wraps around him, he peeled out.  She jerks back a bit and clings on to him tighter, her cheeks pressed against his back as she closes her eyes tightly.  He glances back at her and smirk to himself).

After a while SM felt less nervous and more…invigorating.  The wind blowing in her hair, the speed, how everything is moving so fast around her…she never felt more alive.  SM took one hand away from him and stretch it out to the side, feeling the harsh wind like a living, breathing thing…she never thought of it like that before.  All her childhood to adulthood had been preoccupied with trying to measure up to her mother’s expectation, being a nice friend to her long time crush HK in hope that she could win his heart, and building a wall of jealousy and resentment towards SM that she’s not even sure who she is anymore.  Even now when she’s rebuilding her life and relationships she still felt as if a huge chunk is missing.  But in this moment, a moment she never expected to ever happen…the refined actress SM riding behind a motor bike with no one other than the only person on earth who dislike her intensely…this moment, for the first time in her life she never felt more freely alive….and herself.  She holler loudly to the wind and laughed happily.

Scene 7 – SY Meet An Unexpected Friend

SY push herself slowly on the swing and rub her belly unconsciously.  She looks around at all the kids and parents running around, laughing.  She started to feel much better.  These days the playground is her favorite place to hang out, to lift her spirit up when she’s feeling down…like right now.  Lately MJ’s been more and more absentminded and preoccupied though she still doesn’t know what about.  He just seems more and more withdrawn but she couldn’t figure exactly the reason why.  Is it because of the impending birth? Was he not ready to be a father?  She’s not sure but every time she tried to approach the issue he change subject or give her curt answer which worries her even more.  They’ve always have an open, straight forward relationship but why does she feels now that he had something to hide from her?

SY is lost in her own thoughts until a red rose appeared under her nose…it smelled good.

Child: for you.

SY: (stare down at a beautiful round face of a little girl about 6 years old) for me? Really? (she took it from the little girl’s fingers) thank you!  Where did you get such beautiful rose?

Child: at my house…my mom plants them along with white lilies and amongst other plants, she adore flowers.

SY: ohhh….well I just started gardening too but I’m afraid I don’t have much of a green thumb.

Child: (shrug) everything takes time.

SY: (couldn’t hide her surprise) you speak very well for your age, how old are you?  And where are your parents? (The girl went to the swing next to her and sat down and started swinging herself)

Child: they are together right now celebrating my dad’s Birthday…my house is close by here so I come here all the time.

SY: mine too but how come I’ve never seen you before?  But, shouldn’t you be with them? I’m sure your dad would want you to celebrate with him…

Child: (the little girl lean in closer to SY, her dark eyes looking too mischievously mature for her age, and with a hand cupping the side of her mouth, she whisper to SY) I think they prefer to be alone right now.  (Then she giggled and swing higher and higher)

SY: (laughs along with her) still…you are young you shouldn’t be here without them.  Your parents will be very worried if they knew you’re here all by yourself.

Child: oh don’t worry, I can take care of myself….but what about you? Why are you here alone?  Where’s the daddy?

SY: daddy? (The girl point to her belly) ohhh, yes…well….he’s busy….and….(SY look sadly thoughtful again)….it’s adult stuff, you won’t be interested in it.  (The girl assessed her words)

Child: you look sad.  You know what my mommy told me when I’m sad?  She said, whenever you feel sad about something, you should think of something happy and go celebrate it.  That way you won’t be so sad anymore.

SY: your mom sounds like a very wise lady. (The little girl nods her head in agreement.  She jump off the swing and came towards SY, her little hands reaching out towards SY’s belly)

Child: may I? (SY smiled and nods her head. She rub the belly with her soft little hands then started laughing and giggling)

SY: what’s so funny? (SY gave her a puzzled smile.  The girl shook her head trying to calm her laughter)

Child: it’s nothing, don’t worry about it…why don’t you go find daddy and celebrate something with him instead of moping here?

SY: well, it’s not my birthday, and he doesn’t have a birthday…and

Child: he doesn’t have a birthday? How come?

SY: (pats her head) it’s a long complicated story, it’s just…where he came from they don’t have birthdays.

Child: well that’s good then!  Why don’t you pick this day to be his birthday and celebrate it with him.  I bet he will be very surprised and happy.

SY: (looking at her incredulously) you know for a young girl you’re very smart.  That’s a great idea, I’m gonna do that. (The girl nod approvingly)

Child: you should get him a nice gift too, my mom is always really happy when she get gifts from my dad.

SY: (breathes in deeply) it’s hard getting him something, he doesn’t seem to need anything…

Child: well, what does he like?

SY: (thought for a bit) eeehhhmmm…he loves cooking, he collects books (made a face to the girl) really boring ones though (laughs) hmm…he can sing like an angel (she closes her eyes) I missed him signing to me.

Child: a piano! You should get him a piano.

SY: (ruffles the little girl’s hair) how did you come up with something like that?  I didn’t say he could play I say he’s a good singer.

Child: my dad’s a good singer too and he can play pretty good…but not as good as my mom.  I bet the baby’s daddy could play the piano too.

SY: wow…you come from a very musical family huh?  I don’t know…that’s a pretty big gift to buy…(the girl continue talking as if she hadn’t heard SY’s comment)

Child: my mom like going to the store called In Chen Music Box…that’s where she goes for all her music stuff.  There should be a good piano for you there.  (Her head perks up) I think they’re calling for me, I should get back home. (SY look around but didn’t see or hear anything).

SY: (looks back at the girl) I don’t hear anything…(her thoughts got distracted as the little girl looks tenderly at her, take her little fingers and brush some strands of hair off SY’s face)

Child: you’re even more beautiful up close.  When I grow up I want to be just as beautiful as you. (SY don’t know why, probably from the hormones of pregnancy, but she suddenly felt emotional as tears gather at the edge of her eyes)

SY: (shaking her head, her hands came out and cup the girl’s face) no darling, you’re going to be much more beautiful than me.  When I have my little girl, I hope she can be as smart and pretty as you. (the girl stood up and walk backward away from SY, waving at her)

Child: it was nice meeting you (she turn around and started running)

SY: well, wait! What’s your name?  Am I going to see you here again? (The girl turns around and smiled as the morning sun shine behind her, making her look even more angelic)

Child: (she screams through the distance) I’m Sunny!  My mom called me Sunny because she said I have a smile that radiates as brightly as the Sun!

SY continue looking off in the direction that the girl eventually disappear from.  Sunny.  Sunny.  The name rolls in her head.  Yes, Sunny suits her well…her smile was indeed as brilliant as the sun itself.  She looks down at the rose still in her hand. For the first time SY felt at ease and relieved though not really even knowing why.

Scene 10 – An Angry Ahnya

Ahnya is seething in the bathroom sitting in front of the mirror.  She just finished her daily recording but it didn’t make her feel the calm that usually accompany afterward.  She should have been more careful knowing how closely they are monitoring her.  It’s a good thing there’s privacy in the bathroom or else she wouldn’t even be able to safeguard her every thoughts and emotions.

She couldn’t believe it.  Qahnki had threaten her…threaten to revoke her stay and replace her with someone else, had even gone as far as threaten to possible even stripping her of her title and position once she gets home, knowing how hard she had worked to get where she is today.  She fumed again, if it wasn’t for his connection she would surpass him and would have been his superior now, not the other way around.  She was his tutor when they were in school for god sake.  She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself.  Her emotions are going off the chart these days and she need to rein it in.  This shouldn’t have surprised her…she had known ahead of time this is a possibility if she stray too far away from the task at hand.  Damn it! She should have been more careful, HK had distracted her to the point of…

Someone is knocking insistently on the door.

Ahnya: (said loudly) what is it?

SY: er…HK is calling and wanting to talk to you.

Ahnya: tell him I’m not here!

SY: hey you heard that? she said she’s not here…listen buddy, I don’t have time to be playing messenger here. (sigh and knock again) he said if you don’t talk to him he’s going to come over here.

Ahnya: (opens up the door and took the phone from SY) I don’t have anything to say to you, I don’t want to talk to you, I don’t want to see you, and if you come over you won’t see me. (then she hung up the phone and shove it back to SY, walk back into the bathroom and closed the door.

[camera on SY’s flabbergasted face as the door closed]

[another camera close up on HK’s perplex face looking at the phone]

HK: did that woman just hung up on me?

Scene 14 to 16 – Year 2 In The Alternate World

MJ teleported back to his apartment, covered from head to toe in white, construction dusts.  How could a woman be as careless as this?  Even his SY in the other world was not that far of a klutz as she is.  How could a woman be so accident prone?  How many times have he had to save her now? 10? 15? He’d lost count.

These days he had to monitor SY even closer than before because he never knew what kind of trouble she’s going to get herself into next… His anxiety level has tripled…no quadrupled ever since he landed here.  He thought of the incident just now…if he wasn’t there…if he wasn’t there she’d be crushed by a 2 ton brick.  He shudder and headed to the shower.

SY stepped out of the shower.  Sitting at her vanity desk, she started thinking about the incident earlier as she dried her hair.  Her heart is still beating fast thinking of how she could possibly die…but she’s safe now…safe as always.  But no matter how often she endangers herself the feelings of anxiety, fear, and hopefulness remain constant.  If people know what she’s doing they would think she’s crazy out of her mind or suicidal. Who would risk their life continuously on a whim that she’d be saved by a faceless man?  Certainly two years ago, she would have never dreamed of such a scenario…yet now…now it’s all that she could think about to the point of obsession.  It started out from a simple accident and a minor suspicion.  Then testing out her theories from minor incidents to gradually bigger ones…growing more and more life threatening as she grew more desperate for answers to all her questions. She knew now for certain that Kisohn’s no ordinary person…she also knew that he’s avoiding her at all cost.  Yes, it’s true that she’s married but SY have a feeling there’s a lot more to it than that.  Why is he keeping tabs on her? Why does he save her continuously? Who and what exactly is he? How is she connected to the SY he mentioned when he first saved her, because there must be some connection it can’t be all a coincident.  There are still so many things she couldn’t understand and she needed answers from him.  She’s determined to draw him out…one of them is going to break eventually and it’s damn well not going to be her.

–two weeks later–

Thief: give me everything.  NOW! Purse, keys, ring, necklace…everything…make it fast lady.

SY: (squeak softly) no.

Thief: sorry? Do I look like I’m playing around with you (he wave his knife in front of her as she backed up further hitting her back against the wall)

SY call out to Kisohn desperately in her mind as her heart gallop away in fear.  The thief move closer and closer to her with his knife pointing in her direction…she doesn’t have the strong stomach to face what’s about to happen and fainted.

SY: (woke up in a hospital bed.  She sat up quickly and called a nurse over).  Excuse me, what am I doing here? Who brought me here?

Nurse: you’re up…we thought you could tell us.  We found you on the bench in front of the hospital door, passed out.  Is everything ok? How did you get here?

SY: never mind (she grabs her stuff and walk out the door…this isn’t the first time Kisohn dropped her off at a different location then from where she’s at).

–at HK work parking lot–

HK: (click open his car and walk towards it then stop in his track as Kisohn walked in front of him, blocking his car) you again.  Can’t say that I’m happy to see you…so get out of my way (he move around MJ)

MJ: this is about your wife (HK stop walking and turned back around)

HK: my wife? You have no right to be talking about my wife…MY WIFE! (he got up close to MJ) if it wasn’t for you, if you haven’t shown up in our life, we would still be happy…but now…now…(HK couldn’t finish his sentence as he got quickly emotional)

MJ: I saved her life.

HK: and ruined mine!

MJ: is this what she had to live with? A self-pitying Hwi Kyung?

HK: you have no idea how much I love that woman so don’t you dare make judgment of me!  Do you know what it’s like for her after you leave?…what it was like for me?  She thinks I don’t know it but she’s drowning in love with you…she misses you more than her own shadow!  And what can a husband like me do, huh? (a tear fell down his face) all I can do is burry in work and leave her be, pretending like everything was like before…even when we haven’t share the same bed in over a year! (MJ flinch at his words yet his heart is flipping over with joy while his brain is berating him for being so happy about it).

MJ: if you love her so much then you need to take better care of her.

HK: what do you mean by that?

MJ: for the past 6 months your wife is getting into all kinds of trouble…life threatening ones.  So you should keep a better eye out on her.

HK: wait…what kinds of trouble?……and how did you know about it?

MJ: go ask your wife (then turn and walks away, stop, and turn back around again)  I have my own woman waiting for me to come back, she’s my home…and I WILL LEAVE…as for your wife…I’m not interested in her at all.  You can tell her that. (lies! His heart yelled at him as he walk briskly away…she’s the same woman that you love!…No! no, she is not!…yes she is!…Shut up, shut up!)

–MJ following SY to the airport–

After the talk with HK, MJ found himself even more attached to SY and followed her around even more frequently.  Does she really miss him as much as HK has said? He wondered.  He stops as she stops at her favorite flower shop and picks out some flowers.  She smile sweetly and inhale the flowers, he missed that smile.

What is he doing? He should be practicing his jump more frequently so he can fine tune it and be able to go back home for good.  He had a little more luck lately but also more frustration.  Still, if and when he’s successful wouldn’t that mean he would leave this place…he would never see this SY again.  So maybe…just a little longer.  He want to spend just a little bit more time with her…just like this, this is enough for him.  And when he leave…

He started moving again as she got into a cab and headed out with the bright bouquet of flowers.  Why is she dressing so pretty this morning and buying flowers?  Who is she going to see? MJ felt the ugly feeling of jealousy rearing its head again and tried to tamper it down…kept reminding himself that this is NOT his woman.  Let’s hope she doesn’t get herself into trouble again today.

SY hasn’t been this excited for a while.  She did miss him dearly since they were also pretty close friends.  She had come to him for all sorts of advice growing up and they had weather through some tough times together.  It’s too bad he had left soon after her marriage and had not been back home since except for a few letters she received of his travel abroad.  She paid the cab, held the flowers tight, smiled with anticipation and walked cheerily through the airport doors.

MJ felt anxious all of a sudden.  Why is she at the airport? Who is she seeing?  He tried to keep his eyes on her as the crowd of people bump and jostle around him.  She’s looking around for someone.  Then a tall man walks secretively behind her and put his hands over her eyes.  MJ couldn’t see SY any longer as the man hovering over her had covered her entire body.  Frustrated, MJ teleported to the front side of her, using a column as his hiding spot.

SY: (smiled and grab the hand covering her eyes) you can’t fool me oppa, I know it’s you.  (she turns around and look into the face of JK) why does it take you so long to come home huh?

JK: (grins down at her then grabs her and lift her up into the air and hugs her tightly.  SY laughs and tried to pull herself away, now looking at the crushed bouquet) god, I missed you!

SY: I see that…but do you have to crush my flowers…it was for you (then she slap the bouquet playfully at his chest).  Let’s go home, your brother will be very happy to know our family Veterinarian is finally home!

JK: I doubt that, if he was he’d be out here with you.

SY: (scrunch her face) I don’t think he still blame you for choosing a different profession and making him take over your father’s company…though I can’t say the same for your father.

JK: (looks at her and smile) I don’t mind if he’s still angry about that because I’m still angry at him for stealing you away from me. (he laughs and she laughs with him…but his eyes was not amused).

MJ affixed his gaze on JK still in utter shock.  How could he have forgotten about JK?  He’s alive and breathing here…and he’s too damn close to SY for comfort.  MJ continue following them as JK grab a cab and they both went into the car together.  MJ ran out from hiding and a strong gust of wind blows through and around him.  Several people nearby fell from the unexpected force of it.  His emotions are now in utter chaos and turmoil…he’s not sure if he’s jealous at their seemingly close relationship, angry at the comfort SY is showing JK, or sheer panicking in fear at the thought of what might happen to her when he have to leave now that JK is back in their life.