His Beautiful Black Pearl
Description
Aisha Kim: a typical 21 year old girl going to college in South Korea, running a YouTube channel filled with videos of her dancing since she was an early teen. She was pretty content with her life, despite the fact that her mother died when she was 14 and her stepmom was and is an absolute mess. There is only one problem...she's mute. She had a secret which she kept hidden with her signature black masquerade-like mask. But when a few of her videos are discovered by a couple of South Korean music companies, her world changes forever...
Kim Jongin: Enough said. The Dancer of Exo K, admired by many. But one night, something changes in his fast and hectic life, catching him completely off guard. He sees her...that masked girl...and he'll never forget her, no matter what happens.
Author's Note
Hello Lovelies!!! This is my first fanfic and I'm pretty proud of it(: I hope you enjoy it! This story is completely made up. No stealing allowed! The pictures are from the wonderful World Wide Web. You can either choose to be Aisha or read it as an OC/Kai fic since it is written in first person/third person point of view. *\(^o^)/*
ALSO: this is a slight warning: this fic contains the usage of that word 'hell' and others like it, if you are uncomfortable with this you may not want to read the story. This fic also contains slight verbal/physical abuse and kpop idol abuse that some may also be uncomfortable with. I wrote this in this way to show awareness and to also show that you can get out of bad situations if you take action. These views do not in any way reflect the idols' views on their company unless they say something. The last thing I want is this fic to be debated over.
Started Writing: May 12th, 2014
Started Posting on Aff: June 15, 2014
Finished: November 21, 2014
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One more note: this fic is only available on here. No. Where. Else. So, if you happen to stumble upon this fic on a different site...that is plagiarism. Inform me immediately. There has been a LOT of plagiarism going on lately and I refuse to have my fics copied. Thank you.
Characters
(Besides Aisha and Jongin that is)
EXO:
Sage Houston:
She is a 22 year old American girl from Dallas, Texas. She is 5'6". She met Aisha in America when she was in grade school, but didn't become best friends with her until highschool when Aisha decided to stay in America. She is best friends with Aisha, HeeYoung, and SunJung and loves Exo. She knows English, Korean, and sign language and tends to have a southern accent. She needs glasses, but wears contacts most of the time. When it comes to boys she's a bit awkward. She is protective, a bit kooky, but is most importantly a firecely loyal friend.
Yoo HeeYoung:
She is a 22 year old Korean girl that was born and raised in Osaka, Japan. She is 5'2". Her and SunJung met Aisha and Sage during their first year of college and since then have been best friends. She knows Japanese, Korean, Chinese, and learned sign language when she became friends with Aisha. Her friends like to about her growing up in Japan. She has the appearance of being sweet and innocent, but she has a bad habit of swearing in Japanese. When it comes to boys she plays hard to get. She's a very protective, kind, and thoughtful friend despite sometimes being a bit shy.
Cho SunJung:
SunJung is a 22-year old Korean from Donghae. Her father is African-American while her mother is Korean. She is 5'4". Her and HeeYoung met Sage and Aisha in college (as stated above). She knows Korean, English and learned sign language. While HeeYoung is quiet, SunJung is very loud and expressive. She likes to have a lot of fun and pull pranks. Naturally she was bullied when she was younger because of being mixed, but she doesn't let it get to her. She has a love-hate relationship with her extremely curly hair which she calls "The Puff." Her shenanigans keep her friends guessing.
Jun Minji:
Jun Minji is 23 years old Chinese girl born and raised in Beijing, China. She is 5'5". She has been a trainee at SM for four years. She is very rough around the edges and a bit bratty. She knows Chinese, Korean, and is trying to learn English. She does not meet the girls mentioned above until later on in the story. She is a bit of a partier and a heartbreaker because of a bad experience in the past. She acts very high-and-mighty when really she's caring (in her own way). She's a natural leader.
Oh Minha:
She is a Manager that works at SM, under the authority of a man nicknamed 'The Fist.' She is happily married and 28 years old. She wants the best for whatever group she has the privilege to get to work with.
Park Sooyoung:
She is a dance teacher that has worked with Minji since day 1. She, like Minha, only wants the best for all the people she has the privilege to work with. She is 27 and happily married as well. She is also under the authority of 'The Fist.'
Nam SangJun:
He is a tour manager/coordinator that works with Exo and other groups. He is 33 and happily married. Under the authority of 'The Fist.'
The Fist: a man you don't want to mess with, a big powerful man deeply involved in SM. No picture because I want the reader to evision their own villian.
Foreword
Prologue
Her feet slipped into red pointe shoes adorned with ruby rhinestones. Her dark hair was swept up elegantly into a bun, a few wisps out. Her costume was black and had lace covering the tulle skirt, with the word "love" written in Hangul on her hip. Her arms were exposed, but she didn't mind it. She slipped on her prized key necklace, the weak link. The last accessory and the most vital part of her masquerade slipped over her face, concealing a secret she didn't want the public to see.
"They're ready for you." an assistant said, alerting the performer. She nodded, and took one more last look in the mirror. Her green eyes startled her for a moment, but then she brushed that emotion away as she made her way to her stage. The audition was important...
In the large almost ballroom style room, an extravagant party was in full swing. The staircase in the back of the room lead up to the most powerful and influential people in the entertainment industries. They were looking forward to the long awaited audition of a special little dancer. She'd been doing her own thing for years, and now was her chance to be signed on to do something great. Down the stairs held the crowded dance floor. Music groups from the entertainment industries were there, including the rising boy band Exo. The music groups were enjoying the party, chatting frequently with one another and dancing whenever a song they liked came on. Suddenly the music stopped and the lights dimmed. There it was. The moment most of the people in the room were anticipating.
A spotlight hit a small looking girl. Saying she was simply pretty was an understatement. Her trademark, a black mask, glittered along with her shoes and skirt, demanding the attention of everyone. She positioned herself at the top of the staircase and held her body in first position like she rehearsed in ballet. The soft instrumental began to play. She rose up on her toes in releve, pointe shoes glittering, and began to dance. She shifted her weight from foot to foot as she twirled and leaped her way down the stairs like a graceful gazelle, landing in arabesque when she reached the bottom of the stairs.
Her dance captured the attention of a particular Exo member, Kim Jongin. He knew a hard working dancer when he saw one, and her effort was as evident as the sun shining on a hot summer day. Her moves were flawless, captivating every eye in the audience, on the first and second floor. She torjited over to the middle of the dance floor and piroreted one last time as the song came to a close, landing right in front of the astonished man. His eyes widened. She was even more beautiful up close. Her eyes opened when the song ended and he heard her gasp, frozen in her ending pose. He suppressed his gasp, seeing that there was something about her eyes that was different, besides the fact that they were very green and not because she was wearing color contacts. He saw the chain on her necklace break, causing a key to fall to the floor. She curtsied and swiftly exited the room, applause deafening the room.
Kai blinked a multitude of times to snap out of his haze and picked up the broken necklace before it would be lost within the people. He turned the key over in his hand, and saw the words "I'll love you forever, my Black Pearl," in both Hangul and English. He slipped it into his suit pocket, but that swift action did not escape the eyes of another band member.
"Yah~ Kai, what are you doing stealing her stuff?" Suho asked, walking up to him as the audience went back to what they were doing or began discussing the perfect performance.
"Hyung, I'm not stealing. I'm going to give it back..." Kai trailed off, seeing that the tiny dancer was surrounded by the important business people that had watched from above. She still had her mask on and it looked like she was with an older man, most likely her father.
"I'd like to see you give it back with that crowd." Suho snickered, and walked over to a group that had a hyperactive Kyungsoo. Kai shook his head in frustration, trying to think of a plan to get the key back to the girl.
"So, what did you think of the performance?" Another member came up to him. It was Sehun, and his mischievous grin told Kai that Sehun had seen the little scene as well. "C'mon, I know you have a comment."
Kai gave a small smile. "It was definitely something I wouldn't forget for a while." Sehun held back a laugh.
"You looked a little starstruck with her so close to you." he teased.
"I just hope she gets her big break tonight." Kai said, putting his hand in the pocket with the key. His fingers tightened around it, feeling the slightly warm metal. "What's her name?"
"It's sort of strange. It's something that starts with an A. But you share the same last name." Sehun said. Kai rolled his eyes.
"Everyone has that last name, it's nothing I can go on." he said with a hint of annoyance. "Will she come out and talk?"
Sehun laughed. "I doubt it. She's swamped with managers, and no doubt she's tired as well." Kai nodded, realizing defeat, but made a promise to himself that the next time he saw her, he would give her the key.
Little did the boys know that the dancer was watching them converse while her dad did negotiating with a couple of managers. She reached up to touch her special key, a habit she picked up from her mother, but found nothing there. She silently cursed herself for making such a mistake. As if that old chain would've lasted for one more dance... Now her key was gone. Her heart began to hurt over the loss of something so precious, but crying had to wait until after she was home.
She changed her thoughts to the fact that her dance routine landed her in front of her bias in that boyband she adored greatly. She hoped that her gasp wasn't too loud and unprofessional. Jongin was much more handsome in person and he had looked startled to see that her eyes weren't brown like everyone else's. It wasn't like she could help it...
"Aisha, it's time to go." she heard her father say. Her mind cleared and saw her father looking down at her. He looked pleased with her, which was a good sign. Maybe he was successful in a contract of some sort. He was a businessman after all. She looked over at her bias one more time, reaching for her now invisible necklace, and went back to change and leave.
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