„THAT LITTLE ER” I screamed and threw a pillow towards the television. Nowadays I could see nothing in the media but the new superstar of South Korea: Kim Sunggyu. He debuted less than a month ago but everyone looked at him like he was a God. But I AM the God. Nam Woohyun, the one and only, who has an angelic voice, a toned body and a handsome face. I can’t let him stole my fame, I deserve all the attention, I worked hard for it. But what had HE done? He sang a barely listenable song, made some cute faces and BAM he made everyone love him. What’s wrong with all the people? They adore someone who can't even sing! Not to mention that he has a hamster face what can’t be called cute at all. I’m a way better than him and I’m going to show it to the world!

“Calm down hyung” Sungjong said above his fashion magazine “You have a comeback next week and you will win the first place in every program”

“But that nobody has already nominated for that!” I kicked the air and groaned in frustration. It took me a year to be in the finals and he’s already there, after a few weeks. What is he? A close relative of a politician?

“Sungjong is right, you should switch off the tv and relax” Hoya appeared out of nowhere and managed to get the remote out of my hands. I didn’t have a chance against him so all I could do was crossing my arms in front of my chest and watching as the screen turns into black. “Now, come with me, you have to practice”

“I’ve already practiced today”

"Please, all you did in the last three days was cursing at Sunggyu” I heard Sungjong chuckle and my bag suddenly appeared in front of me. I glanced at Hoya and tried to use my aegyo  but I failed. As always.

“I hate you too”

It's my first fanfiction in english *ok the first i'm planning to finish* so please don't be too hard on me ;~~;
Anyways, thanks for readying~~! ♥