Heeeey guise :) My love for IUSEOB has been rekindled lately so I've just been itching to write something! This is a short story (only a few chapters) that I came up with in my head...I hope that you enjoy it ^^ Feedback is greatly appreciated and hopefully my style of writing is tolerable...lol. I've already written most of the story, so I'm just tweaking it to perfection, have a great day and I shall update very soon~

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Yoseob exited the airplane and walked towards the baggage claim. "It's good to be home." he whispered to himself, as he smiled. He was back in South Korea. The last time he had been there was years ago. He was studying abroad in different areas of Europe for a while, working on his cooking career and studying all kinds of recipes and cuisine. He found his huge luggage and went to get a cab after converting the rest of his Euros into Won.

"Yes, umma, I'm on my way there now. I did have a safe trip here. I will. Not for a few days? Oh...okay, I understand. Yeah, it's okay, as long as we see each other sometime." Yoseob was on his way to his old apartment, his mom had it cleaned for him before his arrival, but now she was off on a business trip with Yoseob's father so they couldn't visit. He sighed, and looked out the window. "We're here." "Oh thank you, here you go. I can get my luggage." Yoseob implied, as he handed the cab driver 70,000 won. He opened the trunk and grabbed his luggage, and entered the apartment complex.

"How's my little IU doing?" Jieun's mother asked her over the phone. "Umma, I'm exhausted. I'm tired, and they're making me work nonstop, I'm not even in any dramas and I don't have any promotions coming up, but they keep on pushing me and making me dance and sing like when I was a trainee. I'm so tired Umma. And they won't let me take a break." Jieun complained, before taking a long sip of her water. "Oh, my daughter. They shouldn't treat you like that. Take a break, insist on it." "Umma, it's not that easy. I-" "IU, time to practice!" her dance teacher hollered. Jieun puffed out her cheeks. "Umma, I'm sorry, I need to go. I'll talk to you later. Bye umma." Jieun put her phone away and walked into the studio.

"This is my chance." Jieun murmured, as her manager left the van to pick up some clothes for Jieun. Jieun wasn't prepared to leave. But the time was perfect. She didn't carry anything with her. Just the clothes she was wearing, her phone, and a few thousand won. "It's about time I get a break. I need it. I deserve it. Give me a few days." Jieun typed in her manager's phone, before leaving the van. She put on her green hoodie on and her sunglasses, and briskly walked away.