{WOO} had {SUNG} : thank {GYU} for {HO}lding on {SOO} tight ?
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My father passed away when I was nine years old, right in front of me.
My grandfather was so shocked by the news, since my father was the eldest son, he died from a cardiac arrest. From then on, the whole family considered me as a JINX. Well, not like I was any better ever since I came to earth.
My grandfather, owns the largest company in Asia. Having the Main branch in Korea, and a few branches in Singapore, Japan, Phillipine, China, Vietnam and India. My Uncles and Aunties over see each of the branches, and of course, my dad has the Main Branch. That was how my parents met each other.
Being a very traditional and conservative grandfather, he never accepted the fact that my mom is a Korean. He had always expected my dad to marry some one from an arranged marriage or at least a Singapore woman.So, he never really accepted any of us two, especially the fact that I was not even a grandson.
In front of omma, I was always smiling, always the very cheerful and angelic girl. Because I know how bad omma was feeling not being accepted into the family and also that her husband had passed away. So I never wanted to make her worry or sad.
Behing her back, I become a very gloomy girl. Never even want to talk to anyone because I am afraid of having to lose them as well. Losing appa, right in front of my eyes, was very torturous.
How will life change, after I met seven boys, called INFINITE.
ANGELINE (me)
- Age : 15
- Date of birth : 05-July-1997
- Height : 171cm
- Weight : 48KG
- Born to a pair of very tall parents and also very good looking ones in fact, I have been blessed with height and good looks. But, life is never fair. With such good qualities, life always turn its back against me. Until I meet INFINITE.
- If MyungSoo is known to be the Ice Prince, I would be the Ice Queen. Colder than ice.
INFINITE - You know their characters. HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW?! hehehe
SungGyu : 23 years old, very caring, always nagging.
DongWoo : 22 years old, dorky, always laughing.
WooHyun : 21 years old, greasy, always throwing hearts.
HoYa : 21 years old, serious, always pushing himself to his limit.
SungYeol : 21 years old, choding, always pranking people.
MyungSoo : 20 years old, pokerface, HARDLY talks.
SungJong : 19 years old, bubbly, always getting bullied by the older members.
If you realised, I am using international age instead of Korean age. I get confused with Korean age sometimes.. so yea, I shall keep it to international age. I hope you will look forward to this story (:
This fanfic is solely my own idea and imagination.
PLEASE DO NOT PLAGIARISE!!
I have been harbouring on this idea for about two months. And now I am finally starting on it.
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Foreword
HELLO (: My third fanfic. I would like to say, when my 2nd fanfic, We Are Your Hoobaenim is up and all working well again, WAYH will be my priority fanfic.
I have been thinking of having this fic for quite some time, but I wanted to focus on WAYH first. Now that the site crashed.. hehe maybe it is a sign for me to start on this first (:
Initially, I wanted to have my title as :
thank {GYU} for be{L}ieving and {HO}lding on to me
OR
thank {GYU} for {HO}lding on {SOO} tight.
but then, I realised it will be very unfair for DongWoo, WooHyun, SungYeol and SungJong hehe..
"OMMA!! ANDWAE!! I AM NOT GOING TO LEAVE YOU!!" I started to argue with my mum. This was the first time ever, I had such a heated argument with my mum.
"Angel, you have to. How can I let you continue to live with me after everything that had happened?" omma reasoned with me.
"Even more, how can I, as a daughter, your one and only daughter, leave you when such things happened." I had no idea why omma wanted me to do so.
"Angel, YOU WERE NEARLY BY THAT SCUMBAG...AISH.." omma had to remind me of what happened four months ago.
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"You....you are..my..uncle?" I barged into the office, cutting of his phone conversation.
"Angeline. I...I don't...Your omma, who is my noona wants me to keep it from you until the time comes." he was flustered.
"And when will that TIME be?" I emphasised.
"I don't know. Your omma wanted to tell you only after you turn sixteen." he did not dare to look at me.
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