Fan Girl

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K-Pop Fan Girl Essentials:

*Stack of Korean drama DVD's to chase heartbreak away 

*Pick-me up playlist of K-Pop songs to dance to in the shower

*Shots of soju in times of celebration (or depression!)

*Korean hangout (A must: yummy bibimbap)

*Office BFF who fervently believes she is destined for the leader of the hottest K-Pop group in Asia

*Ticket to watch the biggest K-Pop concert to ever hit Japan

*Fellow K-Pop fan girls who become your closest friends (since they're the only ones who understand your obsession)

*Tons of cute Korean keychains and stationery

*The hot boy you met in Korea who looks just like your K-Pop crush

*Your very own happy ending to rival any K-drama

When AnJi immerses herself in the crazy, colorful world of K-Pop, she never imagined it would change her life forever and lead her to finding the boy of her dreams.

Foreword

The Fantastic World

"I don't know anything about Korea except that I like bibimbap and cute stationery," I told her, a sense of calm finally coming over me as non-heartbreak-related thoughts began to take over. My tear ducts were finally taking a well-deserved break. Could it be that the promise of an all-encompassing fix to my phantom misfortune was finally upon me?

"It doesn't matter," Reen said and smiled. "Hope springs eternal and love is universal."

I had to snicker. "It's like I don't even know you, friend," I mocked her. "Who talks like that? Them?" I pointed at the Korean prep school guys smiling up at me from one of the DVD's.

"Just. Please." She rolled her eyes and glared at me the way my nanny used to when I refused to finish the rice on my plate. 

I pouted. But the possiblity that something--- anything--- could save me from this cry-fiesta was enough to make me give in.

"Okay." I shrugged my shoulders, dumped the DVD's into my tote, and stood up. "Fine."

"Please be careful with those," she seethed. I could see her toes curling over the outer edges of her flip-flops as I clumsily tried to rearrange the DVD boxes in my bag.

"Psycho," I whispered, tauntingly.

"Wu AnJi, welcome to the fantastic world of K-Pop," she said, grinning.

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