xuanmiin: Kwon's point of view

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Finally, it’s just two of us back in our favourite location, the 2AM dorm. Ga In produces her diaries to swap for mine again, and we pick up reading from where we left off.

Ga In was writing about a dinner she had with Seulong, and how they took the opportunity to air their grievances with their agencies and trainee life. I don’t really pay excessive amounts of attention, until the postscript. I chortle in amusement.

“Ga In, listen to this. P.S. Ong and I bumped into his friends today. Both of them long time trainees of JYPE, nice people, really—a pretty and sweet girl and her best friend. He’s really offbeat and has a high pitched voice.” She must have been referring to Sunye and I.

“I don’t even remember bumping into two of you!” Ga In exclaims.

“Neither do I!” Ga In checks the date, and refers to my diary.

“Here it is! Oh, and I met Seulong hyung’s best friend today. Yes, the girl from some other entertainment agency. How the heck does Seulong hyung even know the girl anyway?”

“First impression, Sunye’s really offbeat best friend with a high pitched voice.”

“It doesn’t really count if I remember nothing of it though.”

“Seriously, Kwon-ah? You skipped training and went home after you fell to a lowest rut of trainee life.”

“I genuinely thought I wasn’t good enough, and after wasting so many years training, I would never debut.”

“You mom said that she would accept your decision, but to carefully consider if you would regret it.”

“When she said that, I knew, I just knew, that I couldn’t just give up like that.”

“Anyway, you took a nap, and when you woke up, you heard Come Closer on the radio. It spoke to you. It somehow gave you strength. In some warped way, it mirrored your relationship with singing. You loved it, but it gave you so much pain, so much misery, so much uncertainty. But you can’t isolate yourself from it, or the beautiful memories. Somehow, it was exactly what you needed to hear at that point. You didn’t know anything about them, but after hearing them, you were a fan.”

“After hearing Come Closer on the radio, I knew that I couldn’t just give up like that. Then the past efforts would have been in vain, and I had worked far too hard to just walk away like that.”

“So the next day, you returned to training.”

“I did. And I aspired to become a better singer. Just like Come Closer gave me strength at that point, I wished to give others strength.”

“Your edit states that some months later (060806) on a KBS programme, you finally saw the faces behind the voices. Again, to your delight, they sang Come Closer.”

“That’s why I had the impression that Narsha noona was the leader, ‘cause she was the one who introduced Come Closer.”

“Even if Koreans didn’t think that they were as pretty as other singers, you didn’t care. The only thing that mattered was their voices—gorgeous as usual. Their voices don’t match their faces though.”

“They don’t. But I was a fan nevertheless.” I’d better make up for my transgression that is calling BEG and by extension not pretty by Korean standards, “And Kwonnie thinks that Ga Innie is pretty.”

“Liar. I