Disclaimer: I've never studied in America. Or set foot there for that matter. Same goes for Korea. Any inaccuracies regarding schooling systems... well. Sorry. My math about schooling ages and college starts and schedules and whatever there is also probably off so please don't squint, thanks!

I've been an on and off kind of SNSD fan -- I first got into them when I was in primary school, circa 2009-2010? More precisely, I knew about them and watched a couple of their variety shows here and there. Stanned them properly until 2012 before real life kicked in and I was too embarrassed to say that I liked k-pop. But lo and behold, 2017 came along and I've returned to the sinkhole of this fandom, and realised that I'm a huge er for the fanservice/genuine relationships.

I also blame kijeok's Endless Season for all these feels. Would've been okay if the fic was completed, but nooooo. I am dead. Sorta made a small reference to it in my fic.

I've also cross-posted this fic to my ao3, at http://archiveofourown.org/works/11123640.