Soojung was nervous, and with good reason. She had never done anything this risky before. If only one person out of the thousands that were there tonight caught a glimpse of her -or even so much as thought they recognized her-, if any of the thousands of fans in attendance took a picture of her...she’d be doomed. They’d be doomed.    

Playing in the open yard, under a big shady tree with my dolls, a ball came out of nowhere and hit me, it was so strong it was enough to make me fall back. “Ouch, what was that?” I said as I rubbed my forehead to ease the pain. One of the boys came running and offered me his hand. “Are you okay? I am so sorry...  My name’s Jongin, what’s yours?” and that was the beginning of our never ending friendship.