The Prince & I: The Prince & I Season 1 - 5
Season 1: "My name is Joy."
Let's introduce, her name is simple, Joy. She was in her early twenties, the shy bespectacled girl who was tomboyish and covered.
Joy is just an ordinary girl like our neighbor girl, living together with her mother in the big city of an imaginary country called Evernesia. His eyes were four, aka thick glasses minus 8, so never allowed to learn to drive a car because his parents were worried Joy would not be a good driver. Miraculously, Joy's talents actually use the eye, with a neutral capital. Even though the minus is high, not wearing glasses is the same as not being able to do anything. Ironic, huh?
Everyday Joy studied in the field of fine arts, understand, not talent so entrepreneurs like the late papa. Boro-boro as an accountant, just look at the numbers stacked Joy immediately say. So yes that's where Joy landed, stranded in art class with classmates who were 80 percent of gondrong men with flip-flops, doodled on a piece of white paper or canvas, manual or digital. Occasionally hold the camera, both in the studio and in the outdoor, snap around the museum and so on.
Like single girls love fighters in general, Joy is eager to have a boyfriend. Often has a crush on men but does not dare to shoot. So let it go some old love goes. No pede, anyway. Here's the short story.
First time Joy likes a ten-year-old guy. Cakap, tall, like the Japanese guy in the action hero film Kamen Rider aka the Knights of Black Steel (at that time it was not the season of drakor or K-pop). But the guy, call it Kyo, is really good, they often play a bicycle around the complex, but maybe just consider Joy a friend. After Junior High, Kyo's appearance changed. Not as good as being in your 10s. Start spotting a little. Maybe just cute when she was little, like Macaulay Culkin in the movie Home Alone. It was big, disappointing.
Then Joy falls in love with another boy again in junior high school. Call it Yan. Smart, computer whiz, class champion anyway. Yan is a bit fierce, not so fond of girls, but Joy likes that type. Her body isn't as tall as Kyo's, but her smile can be too. The monkey's love for Yan did not last long. After SMU, it faded as well. Yan is getting more friendly, so religious anyway, but it's getting boring.
And one more idol Joy. While learning some kind of classical musical instrument in his teens, Joy secretly likes Rick, the son of a teacher in music lessons. The guy is handsome, similar to Aaron Kwok, a HK movie star. If the musical exam is often a teacher assessment, make no konsen alias grogi. Unfortunately, because Joy school is classified as a national plus with her killer teachers, music lessons become neglected. Joy had to stop. And he can no longer secretly peek at Rick.
When Joy entered SMU, another one got stuck. Ken, the guy of the same age, a member of the nature lovers club who seemed cool. He was not too tall, but his smile was quite sweet. And it seems rather indifferent alias equally quiet. Unfortunately, then Ken is close to a karateka girl with a black belt aged two years older aka upperclassman. Buset, black belt! Joy became inferior, and decided to retreat.
During two years of fad-free courtship, Joy and her boyfriend eventually split up. Until a while ago, Joy had not opened her heart to anyone.
Sepi, alone, often cries in the heart. Especially after papa's death, Joy felt so empty. His friends are one-on-one in pairs, even married and separated because of distance and time. Joy was single for years. No, guys are interested in four-eyed tomboy girls who are quiet and shy like this? inner Joy fretting.
The early 2000s.
The internet is booming. At that time there was no Facebook, Friendster, WA also not, there were only Hotmail, Yahoo and MiRC emails. And Joy often spent hours at the cafe. Just browse or read the news. At that time there were not many online games, there were only Nexia and some war games such as Counter Strike, as well as android phones and video calls are still unknown. Chat or express is still popular through SMS and email. As a result of playing at an average cafe of ten thousand per hour, Joy began to be familiar with ASL (age, sex, location) and other short greetings, without knowing the face of the owner of the alias name.
Acquaintance after acquaintance is done, not everything continues, for one reason or another, until that day comes.
Joy's phone is ringing. A few days ago there was a phone call that was constantly repeated despite Joy's subtle rejection, who actually did not really like to pick up the phone. So it's a bit traumatized and a little scary. The man insisted that this was the number he was aiming for. Joy said no, still on the phone!
Who is this time, approximately?
Lift, not lift. There was no phone number or caller ID. Joy hesitates. Yesterday, he had exchanged phone numbers with a guy who claimed to be Rey at MiRC but had not contacted each other. This time, he wasn't?