Music is universal. It brings people all over the world together. It speaks to the soul, digs down deep. Everyone can relate to music, a genre for every emotion. You either want to cry due to a broken heart or dance to playful lyrics. Music in this case brought two unlikely people together. A rock star with an attitude. Jung Yonghwa wasnt a player but he did have an ego that stretched from the Earth to the Sun. Maybe Park ShinHye can change that narcisstic star. She wasnt ordinary in her loved ones eyes. She had three jobs, lived alone and squeezed in time for classes at Seoul University. She never knew that one day shed be late to class due to a fateful accident.  Foreword"Look I have no interest in lying to the press. Im just going to tell them the truth and that is that," she sat up in bed. "What if we pay you this amount of money?" His secretary jotted down an even bigger amount of cash. They really wanted to keep her mouth shut. She sighed rolling her eyes at this people. This is one of the reasons why she decided to end her dream. No way did she want to get involved with show business. "Please Shinhyessi wed appreciate a fans help to defend his reputation." The secretary pressed on. "Even if I do this it doesnt change the fact I almost died. Why are you speaking to me? Shouldnt the suspect be apologizing to me?" Shinhye couldnt believe the man no the boy couldnt talk to her himself. It was his fault they were in this situation. "If he apologizes then youll cooperate?" The secretary had hope in her eyes. No way did Shinhye want to lie to the world. "Maybe," it really depended on if he would mean his sorries. That is if hed show up at all.