A day, a week, a month passed.

I became a fangirl of the group. Every single of free time, I used them to spazz all the way. I was a freak-beginner, I thought so. I would really want to move to Korea. Well, it was not because of them. Yes, I did want to see those boys in real life. But my dream was to study in one of the art institute there. Besides, I love their language, Hangul is fun. And I'm pretty sure that most fangirls like Hangul too.

School long holiday.

This wasn't the first time I sat down in front of my PC, just to see the boys dancing and singing. And I would go (o_o) when I saw their pictures and gifs. Quickly saved them all as if they're going to disappear.

My friends teased me because they said Korean guys are..... plastic. And.... always tried to act cutely. This was what they called 'aegyo', pardon me.

I always said to myself, they won't understand. They would go crazy for Westerns too. So why couldn't I?

"Hannah, please come hereee~! The lunch is ready!" Ok there she was, my mom with her loud voice. 

"OK MOM, I'M COMING SOOOOON~!" I shouted from my room. But my was still glued with the chair and my eyes wouldn't move anywhere except my monitor.

GEEZ. What kind of person are you? I wondered. 

I just... couldn't read his personality. I googled some of the group profile and yeah.

I remained silent, looking at those appealing pictures. You guys gotta be kidding me. I've n