Topic: IBS*End of Chap 6: 뽀뽀해주세요 (Read 543 times)

onlineloveauthor · « **Reply #15 on:** November 19, 2009, 10:00:35 am »

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After the incident at M!Net countdown a couple of weeks back, she had developed a fear for music shows. And this was no exception. She thought by being explicitly invited to one of his boyfriend's events would make her feel less worried and allow her to actually enjoy the show. But compared to last time, this was even more nerve-wracking than she had anticipated.
Although most people would take JYP's personal invitation to the MKMF¹ as a compliment, she knew there was some sort of hidden motive to his invite. At one point, she even thought that JYP was planning a conspiracy against her and would quickly push her off into a fiery pit once she got there. And although she was still alive and standing backstage, she knew anything was still possible since she hadn't seen JYP yet. But nevertheless she wanted to enjoy this as much as possible.
“I mean...How many people can say that they were backstage for MKMF?” But looking around the hectic pace everyone were in, stars and staff alike, it seemed that there were quite a number of people who could say the same thing.

The feeling of being out of place dawned upon her again. He had asked her to go meet her backstage and, although she protested, she still went to go find him. He had told her to go wait in front of one of the stock rooms without even explaining why. She wanted to stay on her seat to watch and enjoy the show, but curiosity got the best of her and did what he had asked.

“Where the hell could he....AHHHHHHHHHH!!!” But before she could even complain someone from behind grabbed her forcefully by the waist and led her inside the stock room.

“Oh my god..oh my god! JYP's going to kill me!” All kinds of scenarios raced through her head as she relentlessly tried to break free from her abductor's tight grip.

"LET GO OF ME!!!" you son of a !@#$!” She screamed as loud as she could but to no avail the abductor placed his hand over his mouth to keep her from making any noise.

“Shhh!! Its me...Its me Babe” Although the lights were still out the familiarity of the voice finally calmed her down.
“Jay?...” She said as she tried to catch her breath. “What the hell?”

He finally turned the switch to the single light bulb that lit the room and put her down. The stock room was full of boxes and other stuff which made it hard for them to move around. They stood very close to each other and could hear their every breath and heartbeat.

“You !@#$ scared me!!!” She pounded his arms still trying to escape from his grasp.

“You know this has always be one of my fantasies. An empty stock room, my girl in a hot smoking dress and...”

“Lots of fur?” She interrupted as she pertained to the extremely furry vest he was wearing.

“ Don't disrespect the fur...” He was imitating one of his ghetto accents again and it finally made her laugh.

“Whaaaaat?”

“God! I thought JYP was having me kidnapped!”

“JYP?? Kidnap??? Don't be so paranoid babe.” He kissed her lightly on the forehead to reassure her that she was safe. He then gave a small peck on her eyes, working his way towards the bridge of her nose. She was feeling really tense, and although she had kissed him a thousand times before, this felt new to her. He gave a peck on each of her cheek, holding her neck with both his hands. He was about to kiss her when suddenly she felt something weird down his pants.

“Babe..” She said as she pulled away from him. “Why....why is IT vibrating?”

“Huh?” He looked down at his pants and started to feel through it. He then smiled as he reached in his pocket

“Its my phone” They started to share giggles as he answered it.

“Hyung....Yeah...I just went to the bathroom...yeah..yes...I'm sorry...I'm done, I'll be right there” she had hope that as soon as he ended his call they'd pick up on their interrupted kiss. She leaned towards him anticipating his next move.

“!@#$...Babe..we're about to go on stage... I really have to go” He said as she pushed her gently away and straightened the fur on his vest and as well as his pants. As soon as they got out of the room, he took her by the hand and started to run towards the stage. From afar a daunting presence was starting to become visible
“Hyung...” He said as he panted and let go of her hand. “Nisshi...wanted to watch from backstage”

“No I don't....” She thought to herself.
But even with the sour face she made, he didn't seem to get it and continued. “Could she stay here with you?”

“No I can't! God jay! Don't leave me with him who knows what he's capable of!” She screamed in her head.

“Of course she can... We have SO much to catch up on...” JYP told him without even looking at her. She was trembling now, expecting the worst. As soon as the music cued for 2PM's performance, she knew she was done for. She imagined that JYP was going to reach for her neck and choke her to death.

To her surprise, he started to engage her in conversation. “He's really good, isn't he?” Not wanting to disrespect him, she merely nodded.

“He had sacrificed a lot to be here and I'm so proud of him, I'm sure you are too.”

She nodded again. She wanted to say something in order to keep the conversation light but her throat was running dry and she was losing ideas.

“All the girls are cheering for him, each wanting a piece of him.” She wasn't really sure what his point was but for the sake of not talking to him she just smiled and gave another slight nod.

“Jay tells me you're getting an MBA soon?”

“Yes.. I am sir..” She finally thought that they've arrived at a light topic.

“Well... I guess if you're studying Business and all that comes with it, I'm pretty sure you'll understand what I'm about to say... Let me ask you.. From a marketing point of view...All those screaming girls” JYP pointed at the crowd who was cheering on 2PM so loudly it hurt. “From a businessman's, such as yourself, point of view, What are they to 2PM?”

“Consumers?”

“Correct... And this...this concert..and everything else that you boyfriend does...what is it?”

She was suddenly startled. Surely, he didn't tell JYP about their relationship and it puzzled her how he found out. Not wanting to give anything away she just denied the truth.

“Jay's not my boyfriend” She said letting her held fall down to avoid his heavy leer.

“I'm not stupid Nisshi.” JYP's voice changed from friendly to unapologetic to downright scary. She clasped her hands preventing it from shaking so hard. “I remember you from the Seattle audition... I never thought you'd go all the way to Korea to run after him. How pitiful...”

She didn't know what to say. Even though JYP was right, she knew that he had no right to say those things to her so loosely. She remained silent, hoping that he would change the topic.

“You didn't answer my question...”

“Huh?”

“this concert..and everything else that Jay and 2PM does...its the costumer experience that we create in order to sell the product...Am I correct?”

“Yes sir... I'm sorry... but I'm not quite sure where you're going with this...”

JYP faced her which prompted her to look back at him. “If you really love Jay...the way I know you do...You'll end this...”

“Sir..with all due respect...”

“With all due respect Agasshi... This...all of this...had made Jay really really happy and has helped him find a sense of pride in himself... And if you want him to keep that.. I suggest you do as you are told.”

“I don't see how my relationship with him is going to change that...”

“Well...you're not as good a marketing student as I thought you were... As idols... the consumer experience we create is their perceived availability to the public... Contrary to popular belief its not the music that creates profits for us...Its the dream... the dream of their thousands of fans that someday, by going to their concerts or going to their events or buying the products they endorse, they can be theirs... for their own. The created image that every fan in that vast crowd has a shot at them....That is what sells!!! And you... You're ruining that dream for these fans... and if you ruin that dream for them... They look for others who can make that dream come true... And...i guess you know what happens next”

She understood every word that came out of JYP's mouth but she refused to believe it. He wasn't a product. To her he was just her boyfriend, he was just Jay. She was furious at how he spoke so coarse of him, like he was a thing to be consumed and thrown away. But on the other hand, she saw the logic behind his cold blooded speech.

“This is his life you're talking about...not some stupid marketing plan”
“True...THIS IS his life.... So, are you going to let him waste it away... just to fulfil your childish dreams of marrying your high school sweetheart?”

She paused for a moment and watched him preform on stage. He was really good at what he did and from the way he exerted so much effort in his performance she knew this was something he was determined to do, from start to finish. But nevertheless, she wasn't going down without a fight. She turned her back on the stage and gathering up all her courage and dignity she said
“ Until he tells me these things himself, I'm not giving him up to a capitalist like you.” She started to walk away but just as she was she felt JYP's hand rest on her shoulder.

“ You're a smart girl, you've got college and even a master's degree on your belt... But Jay...Jay has only this... Where would he go if he loses this? End up a drunkard house-husband who relives his glory days on a stained recliner at home? At this point, you know it's the truth... It all depends now on what you do with it.”

She brushed him off and continued to walk away. “Death by choking doesn't sound too bad right about now huh Nis?” She thought to herself as her heavy footsteps echoed through the busy corridors.

***.

“He asked me to break up with her” Now that everything was out in the open, he decided to ask Khun and Wooyoung for advice.
“How long have you've been seeing each other? Khun asked without looking at him. Although Nichkhun haven't really met her personally, he knew that it was best to get the most number of opinions possible and weigh his decisions out.
But at this moment, even his band members were having a hard time deciding for him.
“Hey..if you want my opinion on this...could you at least speak Korean?” Wooyoung, in his burst of uncalled humor, gave him a something to smiled about.
“Fine...I said...” He began speaking in Korean for his dongseang... “JYP hyung told me that if I didn't end it with her...I would leave him no choice but to disband 2PM.”

Khun banged his fist to the floor “What the hell!? He can't do that!”
“Wait... we're still talking about the girl at MKMF last week right?”
Out of his frustration, he gave Wooyoung a light slap at the back of his head before giving himself one too. “!@#$.. I know its not fair to you guys... If he had said that he was going to pull me out if I didn't do it...I wouldn't have mind... But I guess he knew that, and decided to drag everyone else into it.”

“Look man...If you ask us...Of course we'll say that no girl is worth giving up this kind of opportunity...But that's because our asses are on the line as well...” Wooyoung started to scratch his head. Trying not to sound too stubborn or arrogant, he retracted defensively. “It ultimately depends on you... We're in no position to tell you what to do.”

Khun nudged Wooyoung, trying to cue him to stop his insensitivity towards the situation.
“What?? I'm just telling it as it is!” Wooyoung said defensively.

“Stop it” He finally said as he looked at both of them. “Don't worry.. I won't even dream of letting you take the fall for me...I am the leader after all.”
He tried to sound as serious and sincere as possible, but in reality he still didn't know what to do.
Everyone fell silent for a while, waiting for dance practice to start. It was the awkward kind of silence he never thought would happen, especially with such funny and friendly dongseangs. Khun, trying hard to liven up the mood, offered his hyung a hand. “ For what's its worth Jay...That Nisshi girl is smoking hot! Really!”[/color]
Wooyoung tried to join in and lift up his mood. “ Really! Really 10 points out of 10...”

But despite their efforts all it did was remind him of the big burden he was carrying over his shoulder. He slap Khun's hand away and walked away towards the door. But just as he was about to reach out to open it, it swung open to a bewildered Taecyeon.
“Whoa! What's with the face?”
He was in no mood to explain to Taec what JYP asked him to do, but by the look on his face it seemed that he didn't need to. He shoved him aside and headed towards the door.

“Look Man...” Taec started to say without looking at him “ No worries.. That's what you used to tell me....” He froze at the door trying to hear out what his dongseang had to say. “If its meant to be...whether its Nisshi or 2PM... it's bound to work out.”

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Footnotes:
¹ M!Net Korean Music Festival, an award show hosted by Mnet broadcasting company. It was later replaced with MAMA or M!net Asian Music Awards.

onlineloveauthor · « **Reply #16 on:** November 22, 2009, 02:07:29 pm »

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“What exactly did he say?”
Minsul said on the other line. She had been talking to her since this morning and she had finally opened up to her about her fears of her relationship ending. She tried hard not to give out any specific details, like his boyfriend being an idol or that a music producer just threatened her. And it made it particularly hard to explain the situation to her.

“Well.. He didn't have to...Its just that... I feel like right now I'm being unfair to him by letting him choose between me and his job.”

“What exactly does he do anyway? Unless he's the president of Korea or a crowned prince of Japan, there's no reason to choose his job over you...that's why people compromise... You already did by relocating your whole life here...Don't you think its about time that he did the same for you?”

She tried to avoid her question on his job. Although Minsul was already accustomed to the kind of life Idols have, she didn't want to get into more trouble that she already was by telling someone about her relationship with 2PM's leader. The lesser the people who knew the better.

“ I know...” Her voice trailed off. She had expected him to do just what Minsul said, but the unanswered phone calls and the messages that she assumed he ignored all pointed out the worst to her. And finally that morning, his text message , which read “I need to talk to you,” strengthened her worry even more.

“Have you tried going to where he works?”

“No...I don't want to make a scene.” But in reality, she was more afraid of coming face to face with their CEO again. After being humiliated and ultimately be little by the CEO, she didn't want to come even within 10 feet from him.
“Besides...he said he's coming tonight..So I guess we'll talk about us then.”

“Ding Dong”

She was startled by the sound of her doorbell. And judging by the limited amount of friends she had, an unexpected visitor came as a surprise.

“Minsul..Wait awhile..Someone's at that door.” She walked towards the intercom still holding the phone by the ear.

“You didn't order pizza did you?” Minsul, just as surprised as she was, asked on the other line.

“No..” She replied in a grim tone. “Look Minsul..I'll have to call you back...”

“Wait..what... who is it?”

“I'll call you back.” She finally put down the phone and headed towards the door.

“Hey!” She started to say in bewilderment. “For once your early.” He stood on her doorstep his face facing the floor. But as soon as he heard her voice, he immediately pretended to be happy to be there.

“Can I come in?” His serious tone bothered her. It was a change from his usually flamboyant nature and she feared that this sudden change was a prelude to something even worst.

“Ah sure...” She was irritated both at him and at herself for the sudden formality in the air. Normally whenever his boyfriend would come visit her , they went straight to the couch or to the bedroom, kissing all the way there and not uttering a single word. But today, it felt like that cold afternoon in Seattle 4 years ago and she wanted to change it immediately.

“Hey babe..” Although she wasn't sure if she can still call him that, she pretended not to care. “I still have leftover cheesecake. Do you want some of that?” She poked her head inside the refrigerator. He, on the other hand, had found his way to her couch and was sitting rather uncomfortably.
For fear of having to talk to him about something serious she kept herself busy by looking for something to serve her guest.

“Or maybe some Sujebi¹... It was really cold the other night and I just whipped up something to eat... Although, I didn't think it was that stellar...Hmmm... So...how 'bout some Jjajangmyeon² I think I still have some packs left in the cupboard.”

“Water will be fine Nis.” As soon as she heard her name in place of their usual terms of endearment her heart sunk into the ground. She had wanted him to ask her for something hard, or at least something that took a long time to prepare. Even though she wasn't that good with cooking, she just wanted to avoid the seriousness he has brought with him as much as possible. She took out the pitcher of water and an ice tray from the freezer. She pooped one cube after the other slowly, but she could only do this for a couple of times before it got ridiculous.

“Here...” She said as she handed him the glass of water.
“Wait...there's no coaster...I'll get one for you...”

“Its ok...Just sit down for a second.”

“Ok..I'm seated..So...what's up?” She tried to sound as lively and energetic as she could but he didn't seem to budge. He sulk in his seat and sighed. He kept fidgeting and clasping his hands together. She could tell he was suffering. But she couldn't bring up the right words to say at that moment for she knew that the only right words were the words she was avoiding to say.

“Look....” She reached out for the glass of water in front of them. Her mouth was getting dry but what concerned her more was the words that was about to leave them.
“If...you're... here to... break up with me....you don't have to...your CEO did that for you already” She tried to say without shedding a tear. But it was impossible for her not to get her eyes wet. Although, it hurt her to be the one to break the silence, and eventually the relationship, it hurt her more to see him suffering for having to tell her himself.

“Last week, at MKMF... He approached me and asked me to break it off with you since it was ruining your chances of succeeding in this field... And I guess... I agreed... I've been wanting to tell you, but I just...i couldn't find the words, the time, the place...So... I guess that's it...See...even my whole speech was lame and unpractised?”
She tried to sound funny and even attempted to let out a fake laugh.
“It's not funny.” He remained grim which gave her an even harder time to control her emotions. They sat on the couch and both of them fell silent. He reached out for her hand and started to caress it. On any other day, she would've felt happy just being there with him and not say a word, but today was different and the next couple of days would be just like this, same melancholic air and silence, only without him.

He surprised her as he hugged her tightly. “I can't..I don't want to...do this.”
She could barely make up was he was saying. He had buried his head on her chest and had muffled his speech.

“Hey..get off...You can't put your face in my boobs anymore you know?” She said as she pushed him away. It wasn't that she felt cold towards him, she just knew that if she didn't stop him, she would not be able to let go.

“Do you still love me?” He looked her in the eyes and waited for her to answer. It wasn't that she didn't know what to say. On the contrary she knew exactly what her answer was. It wasn't as much as what to say, but how to say it.

“This is your Dream now... And if it requires me to just watch you from the sidelines as you conquer it... I guess I just have to do as what I am told.”

“You didn't answer my question...”

“Does it even matter?”

“It matters to me?”

“Why? Why does it matter to you?”

“Cause 4 years ago... I made a promise... And I don't intend to break it...”

“Jay...Its not that you lost me...or that I lost you.... We just lost us....so technically you didn't do anything wrong..ok?”

“STOP ACTING SO COLD!”

“What do you want me to do?!!!! Cry over spilled milk?!!!!” She stood up from the couch and starred down at him. She wanted to hate him or have him hate her. She wanted to act numb and be strong enough to not let him see through all the hurt.
“If I told you I love you and I don't want us to break up,What would you say then huh? Would you say that we don't have to and that everything's going to be ok? Are you going to tell me to just screw everyone else and we'll just go back to Seattle and live a normal life? Huh, Are you?!?!?"

“I..I don't...No...”

“Then what's the point of admitting that I still love you...” She finally collapse on the floor. She couldn't do it. It was too hard for her not to show her emotions when it was already exploding inside of her. She pounded on his knees as hard as she could.

“Please...Nis...Don't be mad...”

“I'm not mad... I'm just frustrated by how things turned out...”
He helped her to the couch and again there was silence. She wanted to reach out for him, hug him, hold his hand, or just touch him, but every time she tried to, she hesitated and ended up with a tear on her cheeks.

“Do you regret it? Coming here to Seoul?”

She started to reflect at what he just said. Although she knew that if she hadn't force herself into his life here in Seoul, the whole long distance thing could have worked. But in the silence of the room, she finally realized that whether she stayed in Seattle or in Seoul, the same thing was happening to them. They still would have to keep their relationship secret and they still didn't have enough time for each other.

“Coming here was never a mistake... It was more like a confirmation.”

“What do you mean?”

“Back in Seattle, I thought that we were losing communication and that the relationship was going through a slump because we were miles apart. I thought that if I came here, everything would finally go back to normal and we'll be just like how we were back in...High School” After saying those last two words she finally saw what JYP needed her to see. They weren't in high school anymore.

“But?” He asked her as she left him hanging with her speech.
“Well...For the first few months, it felt like we were...But then you debut and I went back to school... It was the same thing... We both got too busy and too tired that sometimes we act irrational towards each other,. And all our jealous fits and unnecessary expectations came out. When I was in Duke... People around me kept breaking up and I thought to myself that I was so lucky not to experience that...that our relationship was going to last... And I guess that same feeling led me to belief that we WERE different when in reality, where just like any other high school couples. My point is....Coming here proved to me that what we have was just up this point and if we held on any longer, we'd....”

“Self-desturct?”

“Not really..just be in an endless cycle...Don't get me wrong... Of course I still love you...”

“I love you too...” He looked into her eyes and suddenly kissed her gently on her lips. She wanted to kissed back but she eventually resisted and looked away.

“Don't do that”

“Do what?” He took her arm and placed it on his shoulder.

“But isn't love supposed to be like that...a circle that goes on and on and on forever? With his finger he drew a circle in the air.
“You're too cheesy.....For some it is...For us...well...we have JYP to thank for that.”
She moved away from him and with both hands reached for her neck.
“Here...” She said as she unlock the clasp of his dog tag that she always wore around her neck.

“This time..” recalling the same conversation they had four years ago, “This is us...breaking up with each other.”

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Footnotes:
¹a Korean traditional soup consisting of dough flakes roughly torn by hand, with various vegetables.
²a popular Korean dish, derived from the Chinese dish Zha jiang mian. It consists of wheat noodles topped with a thick sauce made of chunjang (a salty black soybean paste), diced meat and vegetables, and sometimes also seafood.

onlineloveauthor · « **Reply #17 on:** November 22, 2009, 11:05:05 pm »

Holding a pint of strawberry ice cream on one hand and the TV's remote on the other, she flipped through the channels without bothering to look at the shows that were on. After finally turning it off she looked around her apartment and noticed the stench of desperation in the air. She hadn't washed the dishes in three days and her hair in two and everything in her apartment wreaked of her disgrace. Although a week hadn't even passed after she and Jay have broken up, her apartment looked liked she had been dumped for over a year and a half and just didn't have the will to clean. As she dipped her spoon into the already melted pint of ice cream, she heard a faint noise echoing within the walls of her apartment.

“Huh? What's that?” However even as the sound continued, and hearing it again after every 30 seconds, she ignored it and instead laid down on the floor and just stared at her empty ceiling.

“Ring Ring”

She forced herself to get up and dragged her body to where the telephone is, or to where it usually was. “Huh? Where's the phone?” She said as she looked around her messy living room and started tossing and turning everything in her sight to for her home phone.

“Ring...Ring...”
“Aishhh! I give up!” But as she was about to lay on the couch someone rang by the door.

“Bzzzzz....Bzzzzz...”

“Ring Ring”

“Ding Dong”

“Aisssssssssssssh!!!!! Wait a sec..I'm coming” Between her phone ringing, her cellphone vibrating, and the doorbell ringing she didn't know which one to answer first.
“Ouch!”
While she was rushing towards the door she tripped on her home phone.

“Hello?...yeah..minsul..hold on a se...” But to her surprise Minsul stood at her doorstep with one phone press to her ear and another on one hand.

“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?” She said while still on the phone.

“What am I doing? What am I DOING? Making sure you were still alive and out of your butt is what am doing?”
Minsul, without waiting for her to welcome her in, barged in through the door and took a good and long look at her apartment. However, it didn't take her too long to scold her.

“Look...I know your in grief right now...but come on Nis..this is ridiculous...when did you order chinese take out” Minsul said as she took the soiled food cartoon on the floor that was from two nights before.

“Seriously Nis...this is !@#$ ridiculous, no to mention unhygienic...”

“I'm not in the mood Minsul.”

“Dear...” Minsul took her by the shoulders and shoved her in front of her bathroom mirror and said... “Not even for a bath?”

“Look Minsul...Some people even spend weeks like this after a break up..so come on...cut me some slack." She made her way towards her bedroom. Without even bothering the clutter of clothes and shoes on top of her bed, she threw herself face down and buried her head. Her pillow still smelled of him and although it was probably because she had sprayed his cologne on it last night, it made it missed him so much.

“Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!” She wailed out a deafening cry and started to throw her usual tantrums, causing all the stuff on her bed to fall to the floor. “Waaaaaaah!!!” She cried out again and again before Minsul caught both her legs and pulled out of the bed, and hopefully out of this slump.

“I WON'T CUT YOU SOME SLACK...” Minsul started to scold her. She sat her down on the carpeted floor of her bedroom and was now slapping her cheeks with both hands lightly. “Cause unlike them... you have classes to go to...and a classmate that you are letting down”

She put her knees up to her chest and let her chin rest on them. Although she knew exactly how pathetic and pitiful she looked right now, she didn't want to care. All she could think about was what was to happen next now that they've broken up.

“I miss him” She suddenly said without intending to.

“I know dear...I know you do...” Minsul tried to comfort he by giving her a big hug. But she remained silent trying to sneak in a few sniffs along the way. She kept thinking about him, what he was thinking or what he was doing at that same moment. Was he thinking about her, the same way she was thinking about him.

”AHHHHHHHHH! I can't do this anymore...thinking about him thinking about me or thinking about me thinking about him...Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!” Though her words failed to make any sense, Minsul knew exactly what to say.

“ Then stop it!! You know... I didn't come here empty handed...Trust me, I have a plan!”

“Plan?” She repeated. She felt worried about the way Minsul's confidence in her so-called plan. The last time she agreed to “trust her” she ended up baby sitting a couple of kids.

“What do most people do after a break up?” It was probably not the best question to ask her.

“Wallow in self-pity and eventually decay from my own sad existence?”

“Ah...really...Don't be so melodramatic..”

“Ok..I'm going to try again... Ahmmm... Listen to sad music alone in the car in the pouring rain?”

“If I know you've already done that.... No silly... You get rid of everything that reminds you of the bastard.”

She thought about Minsul's suggestion for a minute. But as she looked around her apartment, she just might have to get rid of everything, including the the pajamas she was wearing right now.

“Lets start with this.” Minsul picked up her cellphone and started going through her messages. Although she had already emptied her inbox of any messages from Jay, she still kept a folder of all his sweet messages hidden somewhere in its memory.
“First...we delete his number...what his name again?”
“Fine...It's save under My Babe...” She knew his number very well and could even dial it with her eyes closed, deleting it in her phonebook was not much of a concern for her.
“Cheesy much.” Minsul rolled her eyes to show her hostility towards him. “Next...pictures.” She and Jay never took pictures of them using her phone's camera or anything that had a memory stick for fear of losing it one day and eventually erupting a scandal. All she really had was box of polariods stashed somewhere in her apartment. She knew that by going through her phone's images all she would find were a few selca¹ images of her.

“Aha!!!!!” Minsul suddenly erupted upon seeing the hidden “Jay” folder. “Is this really necessary?” Minsul put her phone up to her face to accentuate her point.

“Whaaat?...Fine...Erase it...erase it all...And while you're at it...Why don't you go erase my life as well!! Why don't you!!?”

“Aishhh!!! Whatever!” Minsul showed herself to her room and started randomly picking up things.

“Come here Nis...Lets segregate... What about this, do you remember him with this?” Minsul peeked out of the room. She was against the whole idea of segregating her whole apartment. But Minsul was being too persuasive she knew she had no choice but to do what she wanted.

“Its an alarm clock, how the hell could I possibly remember him with that?” She finally followed her inside the room. She feared that if she just let her do anything she wanted, Minsul would probably leave her room with only a pillow and a blanket.
“Good..then it stays... How about this?” They went on like this for hours, trying to sieve through 4 years of her life and her with Jay. And as the pile that was marked "trash" piled up, she instantly felt lighter.

“What the hell...” Minsul cried as soon as she went inside her closet. She took out one of the hanged dresses and looked at her weirdly.

“What?”

“What do you mean What?..What the hell is this?”

“Its...” She hesistated, “It was..my prom dress ok! I just...”

“Prom dress?

Why the hell would you bring your prom dress all the way to Korea? Especially a prom dress that looks like a damn neon sign!”

“Yah!!! disco was making a comeback that year...And...”

“Let me guess...he was your date?...Ok, that settles it then...this has definitely got to go!”

“Wait!!!” She rushed over to Minsul and without even thinking knelt before her. “Please...at least let me keep this one?”

“Fine...fine...But..its shoes has got to go...” Minsul reached in for an old worn-out shoe box that was sitting at the corner of her closet. “Wait..did I bring the shoes with me?” She suddenly thought to herself. At first she had thought that maybe she did unconsciously bring the shoes with her. but as soon as she saw the shoe box Minsul was pertaining to, she quickly rushed towards her and grabbed it like some crazy mugger.

“Wait!...don't open them...lets just throw them away okay.”
But it was already to late, Minsul's curiosity got in the way and started tugging in the box.
“What the? Why won't you let me see it?”

“No...its that bad... lets just throw it away...”

“Aigoo! Now I'm really curious.”

She tried to restrain Minsul and started pulling the box towards her. They both wrestled for it awhile when suddenly Minsul pushed her away and caused the box to fall open to the floor and expose the contents.
“AHA! I knew it...Pictures and other cheesy stuff of your boyfriend.” Minsul gathered the pictures that were scattered on the floor. Although she tried to take them from, even started running after, Minsul was already going through them and it seemed like there was no way to stop her from doing so.

“Hey..Nis...Has anyone ever told you that you're boyfriend looks a lot like 2PM's Jaebeom.” Minsul flipped through each photo, closely examining each one.
“I mean...a lot like...Jaebeom..the eyes....Oh look, even the abs,,,and...and...” Minsul was now looking at a picture of Jay and her lying down, Jay's sideburns exposed to the camera... “even the same 2PM hairc...” But before Minsul could even wrap her mind around what was happening, she finally bursted out in shock.

“Yah! Nissy! Don't tell me...You have to be kidding me...Is Park Jaebeom....of 2PM... you're boyfriend?”

“No...of course not!” She wanted to lie to her face, but after all that her friend had done for her, she owed Minsul truth. “Well...technically..He's my Ex...”
Upon hearing her revelation, all Minsul could do was take a seat on the edge of her bed and look at her in disbelief.

“Are you sure? I mean...you're not just on of those mentally unstable fans who Photoshop your face in with his face are you? How do I know that your telling the truth...”

“Look I don't have to prove anything...Whether you believe me or not...i doesn't matter...its over anyway.”

After finally saying it out loud, all the bitterness of the break up all came back to her. She grabbed the her prom dress from the “TO KEEP” pile and blasted out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
A few minutes after, Minsul emerged out of the room and sat beside her on the couch. “Park Jaebeom eh?...I never liked that kid...some of the PD's that i've worked with said he was a real royal pain in the ass... I wouldn't be surprised if he'd be a bad boyfriend.”

“It wasn't him..”

“JYP?..I always thought his no girlfriend rule was just a rumor...I guess they're not huh?”

“How about...who was that...YG guy?...I'm sure he has rules like that too”

“Well..he's really strict when it comes to work...but he has always been reasonable. As long as his talents keep their relationship as discreet as possible and put work first, it really didn't matter to him.”

“Well..good for them...”

***

Footnotes:
¹ created word by Korean netizens which stands for self-camera and it refers to taking picture of yourself with either your digital camera or camera phones.

onlineloveauthor · « **Reply #18 on:** November 23, 2009, 10:55:25 am »

Yah!!!! Settle down!!!” Minsul started taking each hyperactive male, a total of 3, by the collar and lined them up in front of her, As soon as she had finished, all 3 of them stared right back at her. “Go on introduce yourselves”

“Noona” the youngest of them, who was clothed like a typical school boy, asked “Our real names or our stage names?”
“Hi..” She started to laugh at the boy's innocence and extended her hand... “Since I don't have a stage name myself... I'd appreciate it if it was your real name...I'm Nisshi by the way”
“Oh! Okay..Nisshi Noona..I am Seung Hyun!” The boy said with much exuberance.
“Seunghyun?” Although she could not pinpoint exactly when, she knew that she had hear that name before.
“Nisshi..this is little Seonghhyun...the maknae...You've already meet the older one. Remember Oppa at the hospital?”

“Right! Oh...he's part of THIS group... yeah of course...Sorry...” Not noticing her apparent lack of idol knowledge, the introductions continued.
Beside the overly confident school boy was his exact opposite. Dressed in a sleeveless leather jacket, he remained shy and reserved. Although was still hesitant, he offered his hand. “I'm Youngbae..”
“Noona!!!” An infectious smile now stood before her and shook her hand. “Noona is very pretty! Please remember my name..I'm Kang Daesung...”
She only laughed in response. Although the boys that she had just met were all interesting, being backstage in another music show was too overwhelming for her. It brought so many memories of Jay and made her feel worse than she already did. She had planned to get some homework done before she goes back to school on Monday, but as usual Minsul kidnapped her from her apartment and brought her here. But what bothered her more was not the memories that were flashing before her but the fact that Jay was probably in the same building as she was right now. It also irritated her that the ride from her place to the studio were filled with thoughts of bumping into him and conjuring up ideas on what to say or do once she does.

“Lighten up.” Minsul patted her head while handing her a bottle of soda. “Its good to be around new people.”
“It is...” Although it sounded insincere, she really meant it is. But what kept going on and on at the back of her mind was that why did it have to be THESE kinds of people. It wasn't that she hated idols and discriminated against them, but when your heart's been broken by one of them, it was kind of hard not to.

She watched the three kids hype themselves up for their performance on stage. While the more timid one sat on the couch and vocalized, the two others played around with water guns that were empty of water. Then suddenly it went dark. Someone from behind her had covered her eyes. At first she thought it was Minsul, but as she touched the hands of the person behind her, she noticed that it was too big to be hers. She tried to pull the hand away, but the grip was too strong. It was definitely not Minsul. After a few more seconds of struggling with those hands, it went loose and she turned around to see who it was.

“Hi Noona...” the older Seunghyun stood behind her and gave her a big smile. It was enough to cause her to jump off her seat.

“Hey...” She was still obviously flustered, her cheeks red and her throat was suddenly dry.

“Oppa, Jiyongie! Where have you guys been?” It was only after Minsul called out to them that she noticed a frail looking guy that stood behind Seunghyun.

“Oh...Hi there...” She started to say, “I'm Nisshi, I'm your noona's friend.”

“Nice to meet you... I'm Jiyong... I didn't know noona had any friends.”

“Well..whose fault is that? With all your schedules how the hell can I keep a social life?” She never understood how hectic and restrictive Idol life can be until now. She thought that if Minsul, who wasn't even an idol herself, had trouble living a normal life, how could people expect for them to have one too. She smiled upon realizing this and thought that it was probably the best decision to break up with Jay after all.

“You okay?” Seunghyun asked her with much concern it made her blush again. She hated how much she blushed everytime he spoke to her. It even made it next to impossible to make a intelligible conversation with him. It wasn't that she liked him, he was just too pretty to resist blushing.

“Ahmmm..Yeah..”

“Come on..Guys..we're up... on to the stage...Nis...come on, we'll have to watch from the back.”

She followed Minsul and the boys to the stage hurriedly. Although she wasn't that excited to watch them preform, out of courtesy she acted like she did.

“Noona! Watch us ok?” Little Seunghyun said as he held his hand up in the air. She gave it a light slap and wished them goodluck.

As she watched them perform on stage, she saw how they didn't need luck they already had pure talent. She remembered the time she watched Jay on a similar stage. She tried to compare what she was seeing now to how Jay used to perform with his band, but all that came to mind was the JYP's harassing stare which consequently matched his words. \

As soon as the boy's performance ended, the hype from the five boys became uncontrollable and the only way to control them was Minsul telling them that pizza was on her. She was about to follow them back to the dressing room when a familiar voice suddenly caught her attention.

“Hey...I knew it was you”

“Hey...Jay...” She was about to say Babe but suddenly remembered that they weren't on those terms anymore. Although she had rehearsed this scene over and over in her head on the way there, the words somehow got lost in her thoughts. And just as she was about to panic, Minsul grabbed her by the arm and whispered to her “Come on lets ditch him”

“ Wait..ahmmm...are you here for...for me?” Jay, to her surprise, exclaimed confidently.

“Aisssshhh...What an as...” But before Minsul could diss him entirely, she stopped her.

“Min! You're boys are probably waiting for you..Don't worry, I'll just be a sec...I'll catch up with you ok...”

“Will you be okay?”

“Yeah..of course..” After rolling her eyes and almost flipping her finger to Jay, Minsul headed back to where her boys were. She turned to Jay and met his eyes.

“Ahmmm.No actually..Surprisingly, Minsul works as a coordinator...something like a personal assistant for YG...so, she dragged me to come show me around or something..”

Although she explained the situation quite perfectly, it was only because she avoided looking at him directly. She wanted to sound confident and unaffected but the awkwardness in her heart was hindering her from doing so.

“I could have done that” She felt a little less sorry for herself upon hearing his words. It was a good feeling because at least now, she knew she wasn't the only one struggling through the breakup.

“Well..you look good...you lost some weight.” He said without looking into her eyes. He tried to tap her shoulder but eventually hesitating towards the end.

“Yeah...I've been going to the gym” She wanted to say that it was because she hasn't eaten in three days because of him, but she thought it sounded to pitiful.

He let out a nervous laugh and finally said, “Gym??...But you hate exercising?”

“Well..I still do... I just thought I'd try it out...” She felt like she was going to combust right then and there. Standing there with him was too unbearable for her and if she stayed like that for another second she'd probably fall to her knees and beg her to come back.

“Look Jay,,,I'm sorry but..” she started to say as she searched for an excuse to leave, “Minsul's probably looking for me...”

“Oh of course! Tell her congrats!”

“Congrats for what?”

“Oh Nis...Do you even know who you're hanging out with...Big Bang just won number 1...Aishhh....This is what makes me miss you even more...” Her knees suddenly weakened but she resisted it for a few minutes more. She didn't want Jay to see her fall for him all over again, especially now that she wanted to show him that she had no regrets.

“Ahmm, Thanks..but I really...”

“You don't have to tell me twice... I guess I'll see you around huh?” Without even realizing, Jay took her by the hand and smiled at her, a smile she knew too well but was now seeing less of.

“I don't think so Jay..this isn’t my world anymore...But it was nice to see you too.. Bye..” She turned her back on him and started walking away, surprised that she didn't want to look back.

***

onlineloveauthor · « **Reply #19 on:** November 23, 2009, 06:00:29 pm »

Chapter IV: Seoul/Chungnam¹ December '08

“Come on Minsul.. This is the third time this week...” She said in a soft whisper as she reached for the top shelf of the bookcase. She had been waiting inside the KAIST library for Minsul for a chance to devote herself entirely to their proposal for her class with Minsul. After all the drama that had unfolded last month, she just wanted to do school work and just let the time pass by. But ever since Minsul and her have finally cleared up the air with any Idol secrets, Minsul have taken advantage of the situation and had asked her to cover up for her in class and eventually wait 4 hours for nothing.

“Nisshi..i promise..this will be the last time. Big Bang has this crazy ass photoshoot for Fila and...”

“You're not even that band's manager...If I know you're only going there for the freebies. Minsul, seriously...”

“Don't worry, I won't forget to bring back something for you, ok? Ok? Look I got to go...”

“Minsul!!!! I don't need...” But before she could even talk some sense into her, Minsul had already hung up.

She let out a big sigh. If it wasn't enough that her boyfriend had broken up with her, the only person she could talk to about it was prancing around Seoul in Idol photoshoots and recordings. Although she tried hard to forget about Jay, his face was literally popping out everywhere from variety shows to various product endorsements and even the ramyun she was supposed to eat that morning.

“Aissh!...” Even though Minsul was one, and most probably the only, friend she had around this, she thought that she would be able to count on her when it came to the more serious things, like for example school. But that really didn't turn out the way she had planned and now she was stuck in between bookcases struggling for ideas.

She sat on the carpeted floor and started to browse through the stacks of books that she picked out by herself.
“By myself..” She thought to herself. It wasn't the loneliness that bothered her, although it still played a part, what bothered her more was the fact that Minsul was free-loading on her like this. She didn't want to hate her, but she was making it extremely hard not to.

After unsuccessfully researching for a unique product that they could use for their proposal, she took all the books, a total of 13, in her hand and went towards the nearest table.

“Hey....Easy there, Let me help you.” A strong yet charming voice offered. She tried to see who it was and if that voice was talking to her. But with the books blocking her view, it was close to impossible. She was about to give up when suddenly she felt a hand slip underneath the stack of books, sandwiching her palms in between. She felt uneasy as she led the way to the seat she originally intended to sit in. The stranger followed quickly behind.

Although she still hadn't seen his face judging from the tenderness of his voice and the chivalry of his actions, she instantly knew his face would be just the same. But as soon as the books were placed down her expectations got the best of her.

“Hi...” The helpful boy said with an exasperated sigh. “If you drop those, who knows the amount of noise you could have maid.”

It wasn't that he was ugly or that he had three noses, it just dawned on her that the boy that helped him looked extremely....Normal. Compared to the guys that she had been in constant contact with ever since coming here, the boy that stood in front of her looked just like any other guy. He didn't have sexy perfectly tweezed eyebrows that he was born with or perfectly pumped out muscles. He was just how guys were supposed to look like in real life and not like they were made for TV.

“Well...I guess,,,You're welcome.” She didn't noticed how she stared at him for too long that it even made him embarrassed.

“Oh!” She finally exclaimed as she clasped her hand to her gaped mouth. “I'm sorry...I mean...thank you..”

“Like I said...you're welcome.” He smiled at her and was about to turn his back when she unconsciously reached for his hand and began to shake it.

“It's Nisshi by the way.” After awhile she realized how embarrassing what she did was and let go of his hand. Not only did he caught him drooling over his acceptable looks but she even introduced herself first.

“I know...you're Minsul's friend right...I'm Aaron...I had a class with her once... I've been seeing her often with you lately...”

“That explains why he didn't bother to ask for my name...He already knew” She said confidently in her thoughts.

“Yeah... I guess you can say we're pretty tight...but that's because she's the only one I know around here” Although it made her seem pitiful, She tried to act shy to cover up her unexpected boldness a few minutes before and hopefully convince him to stay with her awhile.

“Really..Then its a good thing I saw you carrying those books... I'm about to go to grab some thing to eat, care to join me?”

***

Minsul let out a big sigh. It wasn't easy to say no to her especially with what she had been through the last couple of weeks. But in a business that involved ever dependent young boys with raging hormones and hyperactivity, time was never on her side.

“She seemed really upset.” She said to no one in particular upon entering the room. All 5 boys sat in their chairs diligently as they waited for their turns with transforming them into the idols that they all were.

Seunghyun, or now more commonly called as TOP, approached her.
“Was that Nisshi-shi?” He said in a whisper.

“What's it to you?!” Minsul replied sarcastically. Although she adored TOP to the bottom of heart, she wasn't about set her up with another idol.

“Noona...” Playful Daesung seemed to have heard their conversation in the corner and started to butt in. “TOP hyung told me he thinks Nisshi noona is very pretty!”

“What the!!!...Why you...” TOP, acting defensively, ran around the room trying to catch Daesung who was already on his feet.

“Hyung...what's the matter? You did say she was really cool last night.” Jiyong, who was now getting his hair fixed, suddenly exclaimed. Upon hearing his dongseang, TOP stopped chasing Daesung and sat right beside Jiyong.

“You don't like her do you?” TOP's face went suddenly serious. Minsul, who observed everyone's actions from afar, saw TOP's reaction and suddenly felt worrisome. Although on the bright side, it seemed that she had nothing to worry about when it comes to Jiyong's feelings towards her.

“NAH!...” Jiyong said. “She's not really my type hyung.”

“She's not anyone's type!!! Understand???” All 5 boys looked at her in response, each having a multitude of expression.

“Wow, Hyungs! I think Minsul Noona's jealous!” Seungri, who has been chewing on a candy bar, turned to Minsul and started to tease her. Youngbae, who was often shy around girls, also started to join in the fun. “Awww... Noona...you still have us...”

“Yah! Stop it...I'm serious you guys... Nissy is off limits!”
“Why?”
To Minsul's surprise, Jiyong suddenly asked.

“Yeah! Why?” TOP added.

“Well...Just...Just because...” Minsul was afraid that if she got questioned any harder by these boys she would probably spill Nisshi's secret.

“Minsul...Are they ready?”

“Yeah...Go on guys..It's show time” She was thankful that the PD came just at the right time. She didn't want anyone, especially these 5 deprived Idols, to know that Nisshi has had experienced with dating someone like them. It only made her more appealing and thus more dangerous to their image as idols.

“Noona..look...i don't think its a good idea for Nisshi to be spending a lot of time with us... it seems like Hyung's really interested. It might not be the best situation for us. I hope you understand.”

Jiyong's maturity impressed Minsul as she took her aside before going in front of the camera's. She nodded and as she watched him walk towards the limelight and thought to herself, “Now that's a boy whose got his priorities straight."

***

Footnotes:
¹Chungcheongnam-do (South Chungcheong) or Chungnam is a province in the west of South Korea.

unknwnrighter · « **Reply #20 on:** November 23, 2009, 07:16:18 pm »

I am in love with the story.

`until whenever · « **Reply #21 on:** November 25, 2009, 06:52:39 pm »

YAAA~! Andaming Big Bang moments.
Naiinlove lalo ako kay Jiyooong.
HAAAAY. HAHAHA
Next na

onlineloveauthor · « **Reply #22 on:** November 26, 2009, 11:34:20 pm »

Quote from: unknwnrighter on November 23, 2009, 07:16:18 pm

I am in love with the story.

awww...thanks!!!!!

Kinilig tuloy ako!hehehe

onlineloveauthor · « **Reply #23 on:** November 27, 2009, 12:02:34 am »

***

They, Minsul and her, were sitting on the couch of her apartment rummaging through old issues of The Economists and Time. They've been at it for four hours but none of them have spoken a word to each other. After getting ditched the other week, she had no intention of speaking to Minsul unless she spoke to her first. But it has been hours since she last opened her mouth, she was pretty sure crusts were forming at the sides.

“Ring Ring”

“You're phone's ringing” Minsul pointed out.

“I'm not deaf..!@#$...” She cursed at the sight of her cellphone's screen. Her mom had been calling her for weeks now but somehow she had avoided taking them one way or another. But with her and Minsul on non-speaking terms, it seemed like there was no way out this time.

“Hi Mom....”

“Hey! Is that how you greet your mother who has been calling you for 2 weeks now?” Her mom's voice was so loud that even Minsul who was about 3 feet away from her got startled.

“Look Ma...if this about me coming home for Christmas...i already told you I can't”

“And why not? I've talked to Jay's mom and he said he'll be coming home...so why AREN'T YOU?"[/i]

Minsul looked at her, puzzled after hearing her mom screaming through the phone's earpiece. “I already told you... Me and my friend Minsul are going to Jeju¹ for the break”

“Won't Jay be coming with you?” Minsul dropped her mouth at what she heard. No one else except her mom knew about her and Jay's former secret relationship. And now that its over everyone who knew where already well aware of their break - up...except her mom.

“Aishhh...Look Mom...I'm going to call you back OK...I'm really busy.”

As she ended her call she had sensed Minsul's confused stare and finally decided to break the silence.

“I can't go home for Christmas...” She started to tear up a bit as she explained “Jay's coming home...And... I don't think I can take seeing him everyday for two weeks...It's not easy to just avoid him when we live two houses away from each other... go to the same church... and have the same friends that we hang out with”

“I see...” Minsul moved closer to her and looked at her apologetically. “I'm sorry for not being here for you as often as I should....so what are you planning to do?”

“It's not you fault...Actually...Ahmmm...I was planning to go somewhere with you if you didn't mind...”

“Oh” She looked at her expression and knew she was bound to get disappointed. “I'm sorry... I haven't told you but I'll be going to Australia...There's this big family reunion over there... I don't even get it.. I mean we're all basically from Busan² anyway... If you want you can come...”

“Don't be silly.” Although it seemed like the best idea she heard so far, she wasn't about to lower her pride and impose herself. “Its a family thing...And besides... I've always wanted to go somewhere besides Seoul for once you know?”

“Are you sure? Because my parents will be cool with this if you wanted to?”

“Nah...Its okay...if my Mom found out I went to Australia to go visit YOUR family when I could've gone to Seattle to visit mine.... I might need a new phone....”

They both laughed uncomfortably at her remark. Although she still didn't know what to do for the break, she wanted to change the mood and at least do something productive with their time.

“Enough about me...How about this? What do we do? We have less than 3 weeks before presentation and yet we have nothing!”

She pretended to browse through the magazines that were scattered on the floor. Minsul did the same, trying to avoid any kind of awkward conversations that involved Jay. But as she flipped through the April 2005 issue of The Economists a certain article about public libraries in the US caught her eye.

“Oh..Min..I almost forgot... I met a former classmate of yours the other day....at the library...”

“OH!... really? Who?”

“Aaron...I think you had a creative writing class with him before” But Minsul's dead expression seemed that she had no idea who she was talking about.

“You know... a bit tall...brown hair with crazy all-over-the-place bangs?”

“Aaron?? Doesn't really ring any bell... I mean besides you... I really don't know anyone else from the university.”

“That's touching” She said with a smile. But it wasn't her friends sincere remark that made her change her mood. It was the memory of that afternoon at the cafe, where she finally felt like, for once, she was living in the real world instead of being in one big Idol show.

***

Footnotes:
¹the only special autonomous province of South Korea, it is a popular tourist destination for South Koreans as well as visitors from other parts of East Asia
²also known as Pusan, It is South Korea's second largest metropolis, after Seoul.

onlineloveauthor · « **Reply #24 on:** November 27, 2009, 12:04:47 am »

Quote from: `until whenever on November 25, 2009, 06:52:39 pm

YAAA~! Andaming Big Bang moments.
Naiinlove lalo ako kay Jiyooong.
HAAAAY. HAHAHA
Next na

Hala!! Bka ma bore ka sa chap 4...wala mxado bigbang...

pero don't worry...ipopost ko nman kagad chap ...

BB moments galore un!!!hahaha

onlineloveauthor · « **Reply #25 on:** November 27, 2009, 12:47:02 am »

***

She looked at her watch for the thirteenth time. She was being extremely impatient for no reason at all. After finding out that Minsul had plans of her own for the break, she decided to embark on this adventure alone. She had spent the last five days searching for the best place to go on a vacation to. She originally wanted to go to Jeju since it all had good reviews over the internet on being a a go-to tourist spot. But after much debate, and the lack of finances to get a hotel room, she finally decided on Chungnam, particularly Nonsan¹. She got a good deal living in an old couples house for free provided she helped with chores. She looked at the rails again, hoping that the train had finally made its way to her spot.

“Aishh!” She cursed under her breathe as she sat on top of her luggage. She thought that this trip was going to be exciting and different. “It's different alright..But not as exciting as I had imagined."

She pulled out a tray of boiled eggs she prepared the night before, hoping that she'll be munching on it while at the train. But at the pace everything was going, she knew it would take her another hour to eat those eggs and she was already getting hungry. Suddenly, after successfully peeling one egg, the train arrived.

“Aisssh! I just can't catch a break can I?” She started picking up the tiny morsels of egg shells that were scattered on her lap. With a bag of egg trash on one hand and her luggage on the other, she dashed towards the train's door. After successfully finding her seat, her phone started ringing.

“Hey Minsul..how's the land down under?”

“Booorrriinnggg... How about you? What you up to now?”

“Well... I'm on my way to Chungnam?”

“Chungnam???Wait...What the hell would you be doing in Chungnam...”

“Well...I'm not exactly sure” She fastened her seatbelt and finally started to settle in. “I just needed to get out of the house...So what are we going to do about our proposal? It's due two weeks from now you know?”

“Yeah...yeah..how could I forget when you keep reminding me everytime I call...But that's not actually why I called...”

“Of course its not... You called to check up on me... Well..I'm fine...so need to worry OK...”

"Well..that's good...But that's not it either...” Although it annoyed her that Minsul was calling her on her vacation, she was secretly happy to know that somebody out there, excluding her parents, missed her. But listening to Minsul's voice, it seemed like it wasn't the case.
“It's not?...”

“I have a dilemma..”

“Well..What kind?”

“A YG kind?”

“YG?” She scratched her head. She didn't quite remember what YG stood for and what it had to do her.

“I know you're sick of all this Idol stuff...but” That word suddenly sent a jolt to her spine. Just as she seemed that she had forgotten about Jay, memories of him, and his world, always found their way back to her.

“I don't see why this concerns me...Aisssh... I can't get away from this whole world your in can I?”

“Well... Not when I'm the only friend you have...”

“I have other friends...”

“Oh...that Aaron guy...who, by the way, I can't seem to remember having a class with.. I mean for all I know he's just an imaginary friend of yours...”

“Aisssh! I don't see the point of this conversation... I'm hanging up...”

“Wait..okay..okay.. See I need advice... YG called me this morning asking me on the best way to deal with Big Bang's problem...Well...they've been nominated for tons of awards at the Golden Disk²...”

“Well..isn't that a good thing?”

“No..not when you're not winning any of them? Rumours are floating around that they wont take home any Golden Disk, so he decided to just forego the whole event since they weren't performing either.”

“Ooook..But it seems like he got it all covered...”

“That's not the problem..He wants me to find a way to keep the speculation that they didn't attend the show because they didn't win anything at bay and find a reason that will hold up...But..I'm going blank...Help pls?”

“Don't you even listen in class?...”

“huh? What does this have to do with class? I'm lost...”

“Oh I forgot..you hardly go to class...Make an excuse...Schedule an event that will clash with the show... Minsul...Events and visibility... You just keep on booking events and then select those that are beneficial to you...Just give an excuse that Big...whatever, already had a scheduled event which makes it impossible for them to push through...and cover up the tracks well...”

“Uhuh...”

“You do understand right?”

“Yeah! Totally... I was just writing it down...in case I forget.”

“Aisshh... Minsul seriously...it boggles me why he even picked you to be his PA...”

“Well..I'm a PA not a publicist for god sakes.”

Minsul made a good point, but she wasn't Big Bang's publicist either. But just as she was about to tell her this, another call was coming through.

“Is that all? Look I'll call you later... I have another call..Bye.” Not wanting to miss the call, she hurriedly answered it without even looking at who was calling her.

“Yobeoseyo?”

“Hey” A familiar, yet painful, voice came through her earpiece. It had been a while since she had spoken to him and it came as a surprise.

“Your mom called me...She said you weren't coming home to Seattle for christmas...”

“Yeah...something came up...” She didn't exactly know why Jay was calling her about this. She thought that with them living in different worlds, breaking up with him would be easier. But every time she thought she had finally forgotten about Jay, he seems to find a way to intrude her life. It seemed that she wasn't going to be spared from the normal stages of a break-up

“Yeah..She said you were going with Minsul...”

“Nah...” She tried to sound as casual and unaffected as she could. She even tried stuffing her mouth with a whole boiled egg just to sound like she didn't care, but her mouth was too small for it to fit. “Minsul's off to Australia with her family...I'm on my way to Chungnam...”

“Alone?” She didn't exactly know how to respond to what Jay said. If she admitted that she was going to a korean countryside she knew nothing about by herself, she would easily let him win their break up battle. But if she was to say that she was with someone, she would eventually look more pitiful once he found out it wasn't true. “How on earth will he found out about it?” She thought to herself.

“Nah..Chungnam alone? I'd die...I'm actually with a friend's of Minsul...AH! You might know him...Jiyong-ie...from Big Bang...” She wanted to pick Seunghyun since she actually met him more than once already. But at the last minute, someone totally indifferent to her was the best bet. At least she didn't have to worry about things getting complicated since Jiyong clearly had no interest in her.

“GD? ..that rapper dude who dresses like a girl?”

“He's just unique...Anyway... I got to go...We're peeling eggs..Well... bye...” Before he could let Jay ask for her imaginary friend and bust her of her lying ways, she cut the call short and turned off her cellphone. She slumped back into her seat and looked out the window.

“From now on...I will have 2 weeks worth of an Idol-free vacation!” She said, as she stuffed her mouth with a half-eaten egg, with much determination.

Footnotes:
¹is a city in South Chungcheong Province or Chungnam, South Korea. Nonsan is also called Nolmoi, meaning dusk(y) or yellow mountain; an agrarian city, with rice far and away the most important crop. Other important crops include strawberries, ginseng, and Korean pear.
²awards show founded in 1986 that is presented annually by the Music Industry Association of Korea for outstanding achievements in the music industry in South Korea.

onlineloveauthor · « **Reply #26 on:** November 27, 2009, 04:09:26 pm »

***

She dropped her bags in the middle of the open road as soon as she saw the old couples house.

“Its perfect!!!!!!” She panted heavily. The couple's house was located about 100 meters away from the rail station and she decided to walk her way there. But between the weight of the luggage she was carrying and her ready to explode bladder, she was already feeling the fatigue from the trip. But the sight of the the rich rice paddies and the sweet smell coming from the strawberry patches was enough to keep her happy and content. “Finally, a taste of the peaceful life.”

She dragged her luggage towards the front of the house. “Ah...Hello..Is anyone home?” She wanted to knock, but she wasn't sure which door to knock at or whether it would even made a sound if she did. She has been in Korea for almost 8 months now, but this was the first time she had left the comforts of city for the traditional korean countryside. When she called out once more and no one answered she decided to let herself in.

“Hello..harabeoji¹?...halmeoni²?...Hello?” Suddenly, just when she abandoned all hope that anyone was home, she felt someone lightly tug the end of her skirt. She initially thought it was a little girl as she turned around and faced the person vying for her attention. But as she looked closer she could see the fine lines that traced her face.

“I'm sorry Halmeoni! Good Day! Ahmm..I'm Nisshi-isi...”

“Nishi-ssi?...”

“Yes... I'm here to stay for two weeks and help you with the chores.... I think I talked to your daughter about this...”

“Kim Hye-ssi?”

“Yes...She told me you allowed me to stay with you for two weeks...”

“How is Kim hye-ssi? Is she coming?”

She was getting frustrated with having to explain herself to the old woman. Grandmother's thick accent and her little knowledge with Korean didn't help either and she was beginning to think that her two week R&R was slowly turning to two weeks worth of precedented aggravation.

“Grandmother...no...she's not coming...she had sent me here...” She said very slowly but still trying to be as polite as possible.

“Agasshi...Excuse me...But are you Kim Hye Unni's visitor?” She looked around to see to whom the sweet little voice belonged to. But she was surprised to see that no one was in the room except for her and the old grandmother.

“Noona...noona is pretty” Another voice came from behind. This time the voice sounded a little lower and had a huskier tone compared to the voice she had heard earlier. She wasn't sure if she was going crazy and was starting to hear strange voices from nowhere. But when she turned around again she found no one.

“Excuse me...Halmeoni?.. Are you living alone?... I heard someone talking... did you hear them?”

“Huh?...” She tried to get an answer from the old woman by trying to talk to her using hand gestures. But just like her korean, she didn't seem to understand any of them. She was starting to feel like she was in her own asian horror film when she heard giggles coming from the other room. The grandmother had already offered her some tea to drink but she doubted if she knew her purpose for being there. Although she was positive that she was hearing noises in and around the house, she didn't want to be disrespectful and start looking around for someone lucid to explain her situation to.

“Halmeoni...The tea is really good..”

“Yes... it is.. I make it fresh everyday.” She was still hearing a lot of noise, like tiny shuffling footsteps, from what she presumed now to be the kitchen. She was tired and desperately wanted to rest or at the very least change her clothes.

“Halmeoni...Do you have any grandchildren?”

“Children? Yes! I have...Kim Hye...is Kim Hye coming?”

“No..Halmeoni...do you have any grandchildren...the children of your children?” She thought that if she couldn't get help from any adult in sight it would be at least easier to talk to children and hopefully help her explain it to their grandmother.

“Ah!!!! Yes! Of course! They are in the kitchen.... Jingsang! Wonshin! ...Come here and greet this Agasshi...”
She sighed in relief. Seeing two heads pop out of the kitchen door proved to her that was neither crazy or about to be scared to death by haunted family. “Hey...I knew I heard voices...”

“Come out kids...” Grandmother said without even hearing what she had said. “Agasshi...these kids likes to joke around.”

“Yeah..thanks for the heads up...” She said sarcastically to herself. She looked at the two kids from head to toe. At first glance you wouldn't mistake them for troublemakers, but given what they had just did to her, she thought otherwise. The little girl, who grandmother introduce as Wonshin, looked like a cherubim3, like one of those paintings one sees at church. Her skin was white as snow except for her slightly mandu4 cheeks which glowed pink. She had bouncy curls on her head that stuck on all sides. But her buck teeth and mischievous smile was a dead give away to her naughty nature. She snickered and covered it up with her wool muffs.
The boy, on the other, was a little older than Wonshin but the buck teeth was the same as is little sister's. Jingsang, who just turned 13 last month, tried to scold her sister for being impolite and hide his collaboration in the prank. He reached out his hand and bowed to greet her politely. She noticed the rough exterior of his hand and the small bulging muscles in his arm. She shook his hand as well and was surprised by how much callouses he had and confirmed further how coarse it really were. Upon noticing that she was putting more attention to the texture of his hand rather than on the good impression he was trying to make his apple cheeks suddenly turned pink.

“I usually work in the rice paddies and strawberry patches...But the calluses are from playing...”

“Playing?”

Like a trusty sidekick, Wonshin disappeared into one of the rooms to get something for her brother.

“Play?” She thought it was some traditional korean game that she hasn't come across with. She actually felt excited about it since this was the closest that she could get to real korean culture. While Wonshin searched for the game Jingsang bragged about, the young boy was explaining to their grandmother what she was doing there.

[color=]“Halmeoni!!!!!” [/color]He said almost shouting at her ear. “This is Auntie's friend! She will be staying with us for 2 weeks!!! She will helps us with the work on the rice paddies!!!”

“Oh! Why didn't she say so?...” Grandmother asked Jingsang with much seriousness. She now looked at her from head to toe, trying to pick out either a compliment or insult.

“Aggashi..” Grandmother finally said. “ Do you think you can work with those clothes?”

She knew it would be impractical of her to wear something flashy when she was going to a farming village. And since it was the dead of winter, she thought that a pair of leggings and a wool coat was appropriate enough. But grandmother thought other wise and even criticized her like she was some clueless heiress hailing from the city.

“I'll clean this up... Jingsang-ie give this Agasshi some work clothes...” Although she looked at her with much encouragement for the 2 weeks ahead of her, somehow her eyes showed discontent and ostracism.

“Aishh...” Grandmother said under her breath and mumbled something she couldn't quite make up. But she knew deep inside that if she wanted to make her stay here in Chungnam memorable, she had to at least prove herself worthy of it.

“Come Nisshi Noona...I'll take your things to your room and you can change there...Then afterwards you can come with me to the stables.”

She followed Jingsang diligently, as he carried her bags to her room. At that moment little Wonshin appeared carrying a guitar. She wobbled on her way to her room. She thought she looked cute as she carried the guitar that was half her size. She imagined her playing a song in the afternoon when she and her brother tended the fields. It would have been such an amusing sight when suddenly she handed it to Jingsang.

“Oppa..Plays really...really well!!!!” Wonshin seemed more excited than her brother was. Jingsang took the guitar from her and hid it in his back.

“Nah..I'm still learning...I'm not that good yet...” Jingsang didn't look at her out of embarrassment, but the little boy looked so cute at it she wasn't about to let it pass.

“Come on...I'm sure there's a song you can play already...Let me hear it...Pleasssssssssse?”

“Oppa!!! Come on show Unni the song you played for Hareoboji's birthday!”

“Wonshin! Shut up!” She couldn't help herself to all the aegyo⁴ that surrounded her. With Jingsang's little nose flaring up with anger and Wonshin's persistent annoyance towards her oppa she was having a hard time to choose whose cheeks to pinch first.
But before she could even decide, she heard grandmother's loud screams ordering them to go to work and help grandfather.

“Yes” She, Wonshin and Jingsang all said instantaneously as they all hurriedly went outside.

Foonotes
¹ grandfather
²grandmother
³second in the order of angels, directly after the seraphim. They were usually depicted as angels with four wings and four faces (human, lion, bull and eagle). Artists in later times made them appear as the chubby, rosy-faced, winged infants of which they are known today.
⁴cuteness

`until whenever · « **Reply #27 on:** November 27, 2009, 04:35:18 pm »

HAHAHA. Bat niya sinabing kasama niya si Jiyongie KO?

JOOKE LANG. Neext na

onlineloveauthor · « **Reply #28 on:** November 28, 2009, 02:19:11 am »

***

After several days of hard labour, she felt like a new person. Although she wasn't quite sure if knowing how to fish with fish traps or harvesting strawberries counted as life altering moments, she's never felt more peaceful in her life. She sat outside the old house trying to breathe in the cold winter air but not even the weather could change her mood. She was finally at peace with herself and it seemed that all her problems where far away from her now.

“Well..they are...one's in KAIST and the other was in Seattle.” She thought to herself. “Aisshhh..Enough of all this emo stuff..I'm tried and I'm going to sleep.”

“No you're not...” Grandfather, who had just come back from a hard day's work as well, almost startled her.

“Harabeoji...You're here..”

“Yes...And I brought a friend along with me...”

“Really?” Her voice sounding a bit unsure. She'd never met any of Harabeoji's friends and she always thought it was for the best since they probably were all elders, which all spoke with a distinct accent she could never get herself to understand. She was starting to conjure up some excuse not to stay longer than she would like to when suddenly she realized Grandfather was all alone.

“Meet my friend.” From his back he brought out a bottle of soju¹.
They laugh at his attempt at being funny. It was a refreshing thought that even if Grandfather looked so serious during work, he still had his playful side of him.

“Come on Agasshi...bring out some glasses...I'll bring out the table...”

“Yes..Harabeoji...” The sudden jolt of excitement the bottle of soju had on her surprised her. Back in Seattle, even if most of her friends spent their Friday nights and most of Saturday mornings getting wasted, she was always sober. Since Jay didn't like drinking that much she didn't really pay much attention to it. And even in college, she tried her best to stay away from them for fear of cheating on him. As she reached for the glasses on the kitchen's cupboard, she finally realized that for the past 5 or so years her life had revolved and depended on one person. She smiled as she went out and saw harabeoji opening the bottle of s0ju excitedly.

“Hurry Agasshi...place those glasses here.” She did as she was told and sat on the opposite end of the table. While most people would find it awkward and inappropriate to be drinking alone with a man as old as grandfather was, she didn't really care and started pouring some alcohol in both of their glasses.

“Harabeoji! Lets toast...”

“What shall we toast to?”

“Hmmm..I toast to good health!”

“Okay then... I toast to that as well.” The taste of the smooth soju down their throats was refreshing and after a few more glasses, they started to feel more comfortable with each other.

“Agasshi...” Grandfather said suddenly starting to engage in a more personal conversation. “ You're from the city right? What's a little kiddo like you doing in a place like this?”

“I'm not sure actually..”

“How can you be not sure? You're not a fugitive are you?”

She can't believe she was having this kind of talk with someone who one, was relatively still a stranger and two, one that was way out of her age group. It might have been her low tolerance in alcohol or just the sincere concerned tone that came out of the old man's voice. “Fugitive? You can say that Harabeoji...trying to run away...run away from alllllllll my problems!!!”

“Aisssshhh...” Grandfather suddenly turned sober and had now put on a disappointed face. She poured her glass with the remaining suju. “Aiggooo...You shouldn't run away from your problems...or else...Aisshhhh....This is going to take a lot more than just bottle...Go! Buy some from the store.”

Despite the fact that she was still far from sober and that she was from the city, she obediently went out to find herself some soju at the nearby town.

“Convenience Store...Convenience store...” She repeated over and over again as she searched for an open store to buy the soju grandfather requested.

“Aisssshhh..If I wasn't sober when I left the house...I'm definitely sober now...” She rubbed her hands together,trying to keep them warm. After drinking so much with grandfather she didn't realize how cold it had gotten outside and decided to go out with nothing on but her pajamas and earmuffs. She put her hands in between her ears and her bunny earmuffs but it still felt cold. “If I don't find a store soon, I'll freeze to death....”

After a few minutes of walking around she finally spotted a 24 hour convenience store. As soon as she went in, she went straight to the store's cooler. She also taught of getting something to munch on for their midnight snack.

There where about 20 kinds of chips that were perfectly lined up on shelves. But before she could even pick out her choices, there was a sight that she had thought she'd gotten away from me.

“God...Jay...you sure are everywhere nowadays.” A cardboard picture of Jay's head was bopping at the aisle along with his other bandmates endorsing some obscure shrimp snack which its name she couldn't configure since it was written in Thai.

“Aissshhh...Forget about it..I already have what I came for anyway...”

Her way home was a bit eerie. Although she practically took the same path on the way to the town, she never noticed the bombardment of Idol endorsements. She had thought that by going to the countryside she could get rid of any trace of the Idol world in her life. She had thought that after a week without the kind of lifestyle lingering around her, she could jump-start her life back to something more normal or at the very least something that resembled her life back in Seattle. But anywhere she look, From Jay's boybanders to Minsul's talents, they were just everywhere. She felt like she was in some kind of nightmare, where instead of the boogie man and other monsters, Perfectly beautiful idols were chasing after her, trying to suck her into their world of scandals, lies, and depression. In her pajamas, she ran as fast as she could out of the town, not looking anywhere but straight ahead.

“Harabeoji!..” She yelled even before she could see grandfather's shadow. “Harabeoji!Harebeoji! I have the....” But as soon as she reached home she saw Harabeoji's tired body lying flat near the table. She smiled at the sight of grandfather, completely asleep. She thought of waking him up but instead she ended up lying down in the cold outdoors just as he did.

“Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiissssssssssssh! Harabeoji...I think you're right, there's no point in running away...They'll just come running after you wherever you go...Aigooo.!” And feeling the freezing air of the winter, she closed her eyes for a minute trying to recover the peace she once had exactly an hour before.

***

After being bed ridden for 3 days, she was finally out with Jingsang and Wonshin in the cold winter air. Although she and grandfather had been scolded by grandmother a thousand times about staying out in the cold, she couldn't seem to resist. And it was especially hard that day when the two most adorable kids in town practically dragged her out of bed.

“Hurry Unnie²!!!!...We have to go fast.” Wonhsin was getting particularly anxious today. Although she always acted impatient and impulsive, she didn't understand what Wonshin wanted to do at 7 in the morning for.

“Wonshin-a! Why are you in such a hurry? With the rice paddies frozen, there's no need to rush into anything today...” But even as she reasoned with her, Wonshin grabbed both her arms and was literally dragging her along. Jingsang, on the other hand, just happily tagged along to her sister. He was happy to just finally be outside and not have to work. And after being incapacitated and have these kids do the chores on their own, she suddenly felt guilty for giving them such a hard time.

“Okay..Okay...Let's make a deal.” Wonshin stopped on her tracks and looked at her intently, still not letting go of her grip. “ I promise to walk faster without any complaints, but first you have to tell me where were going and what were going to do once we get there.”

She was anticipating Wonshin's reply. She had been so excited when she entered her room and now even more so. She was curious at what she had planned for them that morning. She even thought that they were planning to do something special for her, since she was after all still there guests. But to her surprise Jingsang, who had picked up a branch along the way and started playing with it, suddenly answered her.

“Aissshhh... That kid? She wants to see Big Bang!!!Aissshhh”

“Big Bang?” Although it sounded familiar, she couldn't quite put her finger on it. “All this for candy...Big Bang's a kind of gum right?”

She turned around to face Jingsang, who was trying hard to contain her laughter, and then instinctively turned towards Wonshin, who was now pouting her lips in disagreement. The little girl let go of her arms and placed them on her waist. She wasn't sure what she had said wrong, but she was sure that she knew was Big Bang was and she wasn't about to give up.

“Oh! Of course..Big Bang!..But I don't think Halmeonji would be okay with you eating chocolate for breakfast.” Jingsang was now rolling on the ground while Wonshin refused to take her glare off her.

“I can't believe you don't know who BIG BANG is!

"She's right Noona... I don't like them and even I know who they are.”

“Oh...so Big Bang's a person” She thought to herself as she started scratching her head.
“Oh!” Finally remembering who they were, her sudden excitement turned to disappointment. Although she didn't have anything against Minsul's boys, she wasn't particularly fond of them either due to the simple fact that they were Idols. In her eyes, they were all the same, ambitious teens who think that the whole world revolves around them.

“ Noona...” Jingsang poked her from behind with his stick and whispered to her. “Noona...try to look excited about it...She's a total fan girl and its the only way to get her off your back.”

And he wasn't kidding. Wonshin refused to move an inch until she acknowledges her favourite Idol's existence. She stomped her feet and crossed her arms as she intently looked at her.

“Hihihi...” She laughed nervously as she tried to redeem herself in front of the extremely fanatic Wonshin. “ I was just kidding! Of course I know who BigBang is...There's Seunghyun, Little Seunghyun, Jiyoungie....” But before she could even finish enumerating the kids she had just met a month ago,Wonshin grabbed her skirt and started pulling her again.

“Ok...Ok...I'm hurrying up...My skirt's going to turn into a bed cover if you won't stop pulling it.”

“Sorry Unnie...” Although Wonshin had already let go of her, she felt as if she was still pulling her since she was now running at the same pace as her eager dongseang.

“But I don't see what's Big Bang got to do with all this..”

“Noona...”Jingsang, who has also started to run, said in between breaths. “ Family Outing is filming two houses away. Daesung is there apparently.”

“But were at least 10 meters away already.”

“Unnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnniiieeeeee!!!” She never thought such deafening scream could come from a little girl. “Unnniiiieeee!” Wonshin screamed again when she failed to respond.

[color=]“What is it?”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! There!!! There!!!! It's Daesung Oppa.”[/color]
While Wonshin took pictures of her Idol from an impossibly far angle, Jingsang sat on the side, with his legs crossed, and his chin resting on his hand. “I don't get why they're so popular.”

“That makes two of us.” She sat beside him, amazed by his disinterest in the topic. It was something new for a change. It wasn't everyday that she comes across someone who didn't worship this kind of lifestyle. Jingsang leaned towards her to avoid causing Wonshin to throw a tantrum. “Noona, you don't like them too?”
“Well...” She wasn't sure how to respond to him. Although she might have cursed these Idols a couple of times in the past, it dawned upon her that she never gave those kids a chance for her to like them. She spent most of her time either trying to avoid them or acting aloof whenever they were around. “I'm not sure, Why? don't you?”

“Nah... I don't even get why she likes them so much”

“Aniyo..There's more to them than colourful clothing and fancy choreography” At the very last minute she decided to, for once, and probably for the last time, come to their defense. “I mean.. If you look at it...They're actually just like you... Someone who loves music and enjoys playing them.”

“Aigooo! Noona! Don't tell me you're secretly a fan too?”

“I didn't mean it that way...I just don't think its good for a kid like you to judge people by how they look or what they do...” She realized at that moment that she should be taking her own advice. It might have been true that her relationship with Jay withered because of that world, but it gave her no right to push these kinds of people away. And with her only friends coming from that particular industry, she was merely making her world smaller. She could run all the way to the North Korea and they would probably still be there.

“Like Coke or Pepsi, a Global product of some sort.” She said to herself as she observed Wonshin, who was ready to faint everytime she got a glimpse of her idols.
“!@#$” She said under her breath. “That's it”

Both kids looked at her as she started searching her pockets for her phone.
“Unnie? Is something wrong?”

“My...my...Never mind...Come on kids, we have to go back home...Unnie needs to talk to someone..hurry.”

She quickly stood up and grabbed both Jingsang and Wonshin.

“Unniiiiiieeee!!!! Why?

?!!! I don't want to go yet.... I want to see Daesung oppa.”

“Wonshin-a!!!! Haven't you seen enough of him already?” Jingsang decided to help his noona by helping her drag her little sister along.

“I promise to make it up to you Wonshin... Please trust Unnie... We need to hurry.”

***

Footnotes:
¹a distilled alcoholic beverage native to Korea.
²girl's older sister

onlineloveauthor · « **Reply #29 on:** November 28, 2009, 01:21:33 pm »

“Are you crazy? Seonsangnim¹ won't approve that?” Minsul was being less enthusiastic as she expected. “Isn't that a little... trivial?

“Trivial? How could think of YOUR work as something trivial?” She said in defense. She can't believe that a bunch of little kids would make her change her mind about the Idol world and make her want to be involve in it. And what's more mind-boggling to her was that never in a thousand years did she ever thought that she'd agree with JYP. “I mean even JYP himself said that these Idols were products to be sold... Come on Min..think about it... It's a very unique idea and we wouldn't even have to worry about research since you have all the data at your disposal...”

“Those are confidential....” Minsul was harder to convince than usual. She wasn't sure if her family affair in Australia had something to do with it, but when it comes to her precious idols she was usually eager to do just about anything.

“Confidential my ass... Come on, it's not like were going to divulge any personal information here... Just trends and usual marketing stuff... And you said it yourself, with these idols its all about publicity and proper planning... And that's what we're going to do..Come on... what do you say, are you in or out? You know I can't do this without you...”

She heard Minsul sigh on the other end. She was getting really excited over this project for no reason at all and Minsul was crushing the mood for her.

“Fine...” Minsul finally said. “Well... I actually think its a good idea.”

“Great!!!!!... Oh..oh....Min...one more thing...”She peeked through the door of her room. Ever since she dragged Wonshin back home to talk to her friend, she had become particularly gloomy. She did promise her something nice and for a little kid's happiness Minsul wouldn't mind if she asked a favour for the sake of her loveable donseangs.

“I have a favour to ask...I'm actually in Nonsan right now?”

“Nonsan??? What the hell are you doing there...Aisshh..You've really gone crazy...”

“I know...I know...so about that...”

“Wait...Nonsan? Daesung's there right now..He's filming FO...Wait, you're not with him right now are you?”

“Well....No... I mean not yet... That's the favour actually...See.. the family I've been living with this family which has these two adorable kids...And one of them is a fan of Big Bang apparently...”

“So what do you need? A couple of signed CD's or an autographed picture?”

“No..No... I'll be leaving tomorrow, I don't have time for that...Ahmmm...”

“What?”

“Do you know Daesung's number?...”

“Of course I have his number... Why?”

“Well.. I was wondering...you know since he's here..and I'm here... I mean... I just wanted to treat these kids to something special...”

“Nisshi-ssi...” Even though she couldn't see her face, she knew Minsul was confused and suspicious but still had traces of a pleased smile.

“And who said you didn't like these...what did you call it?...these Idol stuff?”

“Fine Min... I have to admit they're not that bad after all..So are you going to give me his number or not? Don't read much into it... I just want to give these kids a little something.”

“I'm not.. I know Daesung's not your type anyway... I'll send it to you...”

A soon as she got Daesung's number, she went out of her room to look for Wonshin and Jingsang.

“Kids!!!! get dressed! I have a surprise for you.”

***

“One done, one more to go.” Minsul said as she handed her the que cards they prepared earlier that night. After leaving for Nonsan with all the fun-filled memories of her adopted family, she was finally back in Seoul to face the real world with a new mindset. She felt really excited about the presentation of their proposal and it came as a surprise to her, mostly because she was had finally acknowledged that the Idol world was something she can't run away from and she might as well accept it.

“Surprisingly, it turned out really great.” Minsul said as she tinkered with her laptop and prepared the presentation.

“Told you it would” She felt extremely proud at what they have accomplished. And although Minsul only helped with the data gathering and not much with the actual planning, she wasn't about to bring that up and compromise the positive mood that they both were in.

“Oh...I forgot to tell you.” Minsul said as she practiced her lines. But before Minsul could warn her of the imminent danger ahead, she had already figured it out.

“What the??”

“That's what I was about to tell you... I invited YG over for the presentation... He has to realize that his company needs a publicist...And hopefully... I'm the right woman for the job..”

She didn't know who YG was, but what startled her was a certain lanky dongseang she had met a couple of months back. Although he tried to look unrecognisable with a cap over his head and thick eyeglasses. He's crazy fashion sense was a dead-give away to her.

“Jiyongie..follows him around these days...so just don't mind him...”

“Minsul-a! So much for keeping a low profile with your work huh?”

“Come on Nis...we're in graduate school...I doubt if anyone has even the slightest idea who they are.”

She looked around the classroom and knew she was right. Even with Jiyongie's bright red pants and flagrant accessories, every person in the room, except for her, didn't budge.

As soon as the professor entered the room, She and Minsul started with their presentation smoothly. At first she felt nervous and a bit unsure of herself. But as soon as she saw her professor make his first smile, it was a sign for a good review. She was feeling pretty confident about her work, especially when everyone else in the room seemed to be very interested in what she was saying. There was collective aura of delight and satisfaction. But every once in awhile she would catch Jiyong whispering something into his CEO's ear with a displeased expression. She initially thought that she was just a bored teenager who was itching for their little “field trip” to end. But everytime Jiyong leaned closer to YG, he always seemed to nod and take note and she found herself losing her train of thought.

“Congratulations Minsul... I think you've proven your point.” She overheard YG saying soon after they've finished presenting. She pretended to talk to her professor intently, but she couldn't seem to concentrate to anything he was saying. Even though she didn't want to, her mind and ears were beginning to have a life of their own.

“So...you thinking of taking me up on getting a publicist for them then?”
She wanted to stay as seemingly oblivious to their conversation as possible, but her professor wasn't cooperating and left abruptly for another class after praising their work.

“Hi...and who might you be?” YG asked her as he extended his hand in politeness.

“Oh..I'm sorry CEO-nim....This is my friend, Cha Nisshi-ssi...Jiyongie and the others have actually met her before.”

“Oh you did...how were they?”

“We were good...” Jiyoung butted in, as if trying to hide something from his CEO. He was being extremely shy towards her. He didn't even look at her once and only concentrated on tinkering with his cellphone.

“Look...You're right Minsul..” YG said breaking the awkwardness between the group. “We do need a publicist...” She was about to congratulate for her promotion Minsul when suddenly, out of nowhere, YG both surprised them with his decision.

“And I want her for the job... I do hope you'll take it Nisshi-issi” As soon as he dropped the bomb, she could already feel Minsul's jealous rage boiling near her.

“Oh...and Noona if she plans to work with us...She needs to....She seriously needs to get a makeover.” She wanted to avoid reacting first in respect to Minsul, especially since she had previously expressed wanting the job. But surprisingly she was more concerned with Jiyong's comment. Forgetting what she initially intended, she turned to Minsul and sincerely asked her “What's wrong with what I'm wearing?”

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