Korea

Kwon Hayic

"Appa! Appa!!!" A 13 year old girl was bouncing happily until she reached her dad's sanctuary. Loud music was playing in the background and the lone guy inside his music room turned and smiled when he saw her. Kwon Jiyong turned off his music and gave his daughter all of his attention. "I GOT IT!!!"

Jiyong leaned back and held his ears for the girl just screamed at him.

"Baby, I can hear. What are you so excited about?" Jiyong said and this earned him a pout. A very very very very….very familiar pout. 

"I was saying the same thing about a 100 times already but you weren't listening!" She cheekily answered back, clearly exaggerating. Jiyong grinned.

"Let me see that." He settled her on his lap and read the letter she was holding. "Ms. Kwon Ha Yi, We are pleased to inform you…" He stopped reading out loud as he browsed through the words of the guy who turned him into a worldwide icon, his signature still so familiar to him.

"My baby's going to go to YG?"

"Uh-huh!" She giggled as her dad kissed her cheek.

"I'm so proud of you, Hayi." He said after pinching her nose but she fought with his hands.

"Thanks, Dad! I'm so excited! I can't wait!!! I'm gonna be in the place where you grew up! I have been waiting for this for so long! I really can't wait!"

America

Park Lena

"Lena babe, letter for you." Lena smiled and got the letter.

"Thanks, Aunt Durami!" Lena's jaw almost dropped when she saw the logo on the envelope. She looked at her aunt who grinned at her. "Is mom home?"

"She's probably upstairs, answering phone calls from her suitors."

"She doesn't! My mother's too awesome to have beaus!" Lena protested. The thought of her mother with a stranger wasn't very welcome to her. She ran to her mom's room and peeked inside only to find the latter  talking on the phone. She was about to turn and leave when Dara called out to her. 

"Lena, what is it?" Dara ended the call as soon as she saw her daughter by the doorway. The beautiful blonde lady smiled as Lena turned then the former tapped the space beside her. Lena smiled back and hopped on the bed. Well, she couldn't really hate her mom just because men find her gorgeous. Sandara Park always have time for her anyways. She smiled at her loving mother. 

"You're holding a letter." Dara observed and Lena nodded. "From YG?" Lena rolled her eyes.

"How can you know everything?" Lena said exasperatedly. "Sometimes, I think you are psychic!"

"Its only because I was in your position once upon a time." Dara answered her daughter. "Come to think of it, you are calmer than I was! I was dancing around the house when I got the invite to train at YG."

"Maybe I got this from Dad." 

"Maybe." Dara could only nod at the mention of her father. "Aren't you excited?" 

Lena rested her head on the pillows and looked up at her mother. Those light chocolate brown orbs were so achingly familiar, it was haunting Dara's past. Before it could all resurface, her daughter spoke.

"I don't know what I really feel, Mom. I'm happy, excited, anxious, scared…"

"One at a time, honey." Dara smoothed Lena's long silky dark brown hair back. "No one can feel that many emotions all at the same time."

"Well, I do!"

"Tell me, what are you scared of? Maybe mom can help."

"People?" Lena was staring at the cieling. Dara could now relate to what her daughter must be feeling. "What if they don't like me? What if I make a fool of myself? What if they expect me to be awesome because I am the daughter of actress turned movie producer extraordinaire Sandara Park? What if…"

"What if we try not to think negatively about YG Entertainment?" Dara interrupted. Lena sighed again.

"Tell me, Mom. What were your thoughts before you started training?"

"Like you, I was anxious." Dara spoke honestly, digging up her memories as a trainee. "I was an actress in the Philippines and my career was just starting then. When the letter came though, I didn't hesitate to go back to Korea and start over. I practiced dancing and singing until your Aunt and Uncle were so mad at me, they threw things at me for being so noisy. I wasn't the best singer nor was I the best dancer but you see, that is why we get training."

"I know. Hardwork can make you turn the impossible, possible. Its something I have to do on my own and a choice I have to make."

"Yes, because only you can make the impossible, possible by setting your mind to it." Dara kissed her daughter's forehead. "It will be all right, Lena. You have nothing to worry about. Just be yourself! We like you for who you are. Stop belittling yourself." Lena smiled at her mother and slid onto her lap to embrace her.

"You are special, Hellena." Dara whispered to her daughter. "Always remember that."

Lena nodded then her mom tucked her hair behind her ear. Dara looked deep into her daughter's eyes that were so much like her father's.

"Will you be all right without me?" Lena asked softly.

Dara smiled and nodded then pulled Lena back into her arms before she could see the tear that fell from her mom's eyes.