"Hmmmm," I hummed while scrolling through my YouTube page.  I was a Korean American, but my dream was to become a Korean idol.  I had recently moved to Korea, and now lived with my grandparents.  It had been almost a year, and I hadn't gotten anywhere with my goal.  Every day, I recorded a song and posted it up on the internet.  No body had given me the time of day.

"Eunhye!  You'll be late for work!" my grandma called from the hallway.

"One minute!" I shouted while quickly shutting my computer off.  I ran to the cafe that was across the street from my grandmother's house.  I scrambled into my uniform and ran over to the counter.  A suspicious looking man wearing sunglasses was seated at the counter.  "What can I get for you, sir?" I asked.

"Iced Coffee, please," he said in a low voice.  I nodded.  It was our policy that we served anyone and everyone and we didn't pry into our customer's business.  I began to make his coffee.

I made his coffee while humming.  "That’s right, I… I have a dream.  I believe in that dream.  Just you watch me.  I can proudly confront that coldly standing wall called fate," I sang softly.  I finished making the coffee and placed it in front of the man.

"That... was great.  How would you like to star in one of my music videos?" the man said.  I looked up.  He lifted up his sunglasses.  I clapped my hand to my mouth.  Was this possible?  Was this a dream?  This could be my chance to make it big.

"Jung-Jung Yonghwa?!" I exclaimed.

Okay, this first bit was inspired by Yonghwa's love of coffee, kekeke.  The title won't make sense until later on... because they don't really know each other yet.  I'm actually not sure what I'll do with this one yet...  But anyways, I own my OC and ideas, nothing else.  Please look forward to the first chapter! (Don't worry, I'll find a poster soon ;D)

Thanks for our lovely poster and background~