Hello, dear readers. It's me, Vaccaria.

This fanfiction is my way of saying something, or trying something absolutely new. It's a first of mine to actually publish a fiction about K-Pop and the like, but I fare better to other 'stuff' such as games and animes. Anything related to the Korean Dream is pretty much a new discovery for me, and it nearly held me for about a month or two to understand some core concepts. But that also involved holding back some stuff that I've been making for the past few months. Kinda makes you depressed, don't you think?

But anyway, this story might... change something. A perception of something or so. Maybe this is some sort of propaganda? A hidden message just like the Garden of Forked Paths? Is this a change of concept to how we use the "Chekhov's Gun"? Is perception a reality, or a mere concept? Or maybe you thought of it too much that you can't think of anything properly anymore?

Maybe just take a breath... and let it slip.