// title // Very Important U.
// started // 12.o9.1o
// ended // n/a.
// genre // romance, comedy.
dislaimer! I do not own any people but the plot and the original character. This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to persons in real life are purely coincidental. This story is rated PG-13 for language, crude humor and some violence.
// plot // You, American girl Yang Min Ah, are back in Korea for yet another summer. Each year, you've gone with your family to visit your relatives for two months, but this year, they've decided that they wanted to go on a cruise instead, so they sent you to Korea-- by yourself. There, you stay at a hotel that your uncle owns while you spend the summer with your favorite cousin, Yang Yoseob. You're really looking forward to hanging out with him and his bandmates, whom you met last year before they debuted. Will this summer end up being being just like the ones before or will it end up into something you will never forget? This is written in first-person view.
 

 //Prologue

Finally stepping off the plane, I scanned the crowd at the airport for Uncle Donghyun, who was supposed to be taking me back to the hotel. Amongst the sea of people, it was too hard to make anyone out. Gah, stupid jet lag. It wasn't exactly fun sitting in a plane for thirteen hours from Los Angeles to Seoul with no one to keep you company but an iPod that died halfway through the flight and an enormous fat guy who kept snoring for the latter half. I know, right? Pretty awesome flight.

I clutched my carry-on Pikachu backpack with me as I kept searching for my uncle. Curse all these people with business suits. It narrows my search down to about, oh, a billion. Seriously! Maybe I should have asked him to wait outside after I got my luggage. Shoving my hands into my comfy green sweatshirt, I caught a glimpse of a chubby round face and thinning hair off to the side. Could it be?

YES! It was! Smiling like a mentally deranged person, I pushed past the mass of people to tackle-hug my uncle. He let out an 'oh!' of surprise before realizing it was me. He immediately began to ruffle my hair, much to my displeasure.

"Min Ah-yah! Look at you! You've grown so much! You're so tall now!" he boomed.

"Thanks! Nice to see you too, uncle," I responded.

In my head, I'm thinking, 'Since when did five foot four exactly become tall?' I mean, seriously. Back home, I was the one that got teased for being the short Asian in my group. Ahh, it was good to be home. My uncle and I headed to the luggage terminal to find my stuff.

"You didn't pack much, did you?" he asked as he lugged my only neon orange plastic suitcase out the airport door.

"You know me, uncle, I only pack the necessities," I told him. "Gaaah, I'm so tired..."

We piled into his Hyundai and drove off. I glanced at the clock. It was only 9:24PM! It felt like 4AM, though. The stars twinkling outside seemed to put me in a half-conscious daze while the steady hum of the car was like a lullaby. After a while, we reached the tall hotel. Just the thought of a warm, comfy bed and fluffy pillows put a smile on my face. I accepted the room key as he bade me goodbye.

Riding up the elevator felt like an eternity. As soon as the doors opened, I headed straight for my suite. Slipping the key card in, I turned the knob. Ahh, at last, it was time to hit the sack! Nobody to bother me for the next twelve hour--

"ANNYEONGHASEYO, MIN AH-YAH!"

Lifting my tired eyes from the door knob, I saw six very familiar guys grinning at me from the entrance. The one closest to the door proceeded to glomp me. I was too tired to push him off, so all I could do was scream.

"YAH, YANG YOSEOB, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"

"MIN AH!" he squealed.

"I'm so tired and I want to go to bed! Lemme go!" I whined.

"But Min Ah," Son Dongwoon, the tallest one, pouted. "We brought you cake!"

I leaned against the wall in defeat. This was going to be a long night.