“Are you Lee Yejun?” the guy asked in broken English.
“Yeah.” I replied, not turning away from my phone to look at him.
“Omo! Guys! Found her!” my head snapped up. There was one guy standing in front of me, and four others were running towards me. I put my phone in my pocket.
“Who are you?” I asked.

author note; aniong! i'm brie but you can call me by my korean name yang sohye~ um, this is my first story so it would be nice if you gave me constructive criticism, it would help me alot. quick disclaimer! i don't own anything, not SHINee or any other idols that will probably show up one chapter or another. and, um, I technically don't own Lee Yejun since err... I kinda stole my best friend's name. Honestly, most of the OCs I will make (if i make any more) will be based off my Korean friends because they're cool~ If you like the story please subscribe and comment, it will make me very happy kekeke.

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