(After a long flight, Hyosung arrived to Seattle Airport)

---Hyosung POV---

        When she was waiting for her luggage, a running girl bumped into her without apologizing and as she turned around, she saw bunch of girls screaming and running: “it’s him, it’s him! He came back…”  She stretched her neck to see further but she couldn’t see nothing but his cap. She didn’t mind to ask who it was for she almost missed her luggage; she turned to grab it and then left to catch a cab.

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---Jay's POV---

         Jay Park just came back from a fan meeting and a bboying contest in Thailand with his crew AOM and the crowd waited for him. When he stopped to sign some autographs, he got squeezed by some pushy fans. So, he lifted his head up to grasp some air when someone caught his attention. All the noises and screams got silenced as if time just froze right at that moment and the place he was in just shrunk with just him and her in, whereas everyone else’s presence was absorbed in by a shadow. It was as if he could see through her, through her beauty: he couldn’t help but feel a strong attraction to her that hit him like an epiphany.

       Standing there he thought that she was beautiful; she was perfect. It felt like he was drawing a detailed portrait of her: her face, her gaze, her hair ... her everything!   Suddenly, he was interrupted by a shouting fan girl: “Oppa! Please sign this…”He quickly gave her an autograph and hurriedly turned back to spot the mysterious girl. Unfortunately, she was already gone to his disbelief. Even if the mythical moment lasted for just few seconds, for him it was like a moment in which fancy met up with reality. Even though for just a spare of a second he thought it was a play of his imagination, he knew she was real. 

Junior: “Yo, Jay hurry up …we’re late”, interrupting Jay’s thought.

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---Hyosung was welcomed by her friend and roommate Jane. She helped her put her things in order and showed her around the campus and the university. (Hyosung knew Jane when she came to Seoul as an exchange student)---

           Before the end of the day, Hyosung picked her phone and called her brother:

“Oppa …are you sleeping? I just sorted out my things and called you. How is Seoul…I miss it already!!”

Jaejoong: “Still the same …I’m at the hospital for a shift. ”Are you adjusting well? Did you meet your friend?”

Hyosung: “yes …she is so kind to me …she’s a sweetheart and the weather is really nice. I love it here but I miss you already and my friends.”

Jaejoong: “yeah me too. It is so quiet at home.”

Hyosung: “Oppa tell everyone else I said hi ad that I miss them like hell…I don’t want to disturb them now. Bye…I love you oppa.”

Jaejoong: “I love you too angel.”

         As she hung up she couldn’t help but feel a bit sad, she truly missed her brother, her friends and even the mixed smells of the streets of Seoul.

--- Couple of days later ---

Jane: “Hyosung-ahhh”, waving from the other corner of the street.

Jane: “We’re going to have fun this afternoon…I really want to show you something interesting.”, she said smiling.

Hyosung: “What is it?”surprised as she closed her book.

Jane: “I can’t really tell …we’ll see this evening.”

         Hyosung was looking out of the window observing the people outside and thought of how ordinary her life was. Sometime after, Jane entered the room with her hands filled with shopping bags.

Jane: “look what I’ve got here…come you have to change for our outing”, she screamed all excited.

         Hyosung quickly run over to her bed and grabbed the bag she gave her and went to change without asking any questions. She knew her friend too well to ask for any explanation.

        ---They went to this place where break dancers would gather down the central park for heated dance battles. Music was everywhere, groups of people surrounding the dancers and moving to the beat. They stood among a bunch of people as they watched a group of bboys for Hyosung was curious about that kind of dance it always fascinated her---

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SILLY.... RIGHT? SOMETIMES IT FEELS LIKE I AM JUST TALKING TO MYSELF AND NO ONE CARES BUT WRITING MAKES ME FEEL GOOD AND IT IS THE ONLY WAY I CAN RELEAVE MYSELF FROM STRESS AND LIVING SUCH  EXISTENCE. SOMETIMES I HOPE TO GO FAR AWAY JUST SAIL AWAY IN THIS FICTIONAL WORLD RATHER THEN DEALING WITH THE CRUEL REALITY BECAUSE EVEN WITH FANFIC PEOPLE ARE MORE INTERESTED IN GENRES OR ...i DON'T KNOW HOW IT IS CALLED BUT I PREFER THE INNOCENT CUTE WITH SOME DRAMATIC SWITCHES BETWEEN THE EVENTS. THERE IS ENOUGH VIOLENCE AND CREULTY IN  THE WORLD WHY ADD IT INTO FICTION BUT EACH HAS ITS PREFERENCE AND EVERYONE IS FREE TO READ WHATEVER HE/SHE LIKES BECAUSE AFTER ALL FANCY NEVER MENDES OF INTERFERS WITH REALITY. ENOUGH MEANINGLESS TALK LET US CONTINUE WITH OUR STORY. SHALL WE?