Hi. Actually I've written this about a year ago and stopped because of some private matters. The main idea will be about Taeyeon and a sone (just like the rest of us). I have seven chapters already written and as of the moment, the eight chapter is on the way. Though, this isn't the kind of fic that people most read and it might not even interest you but this is unique as unique can get. lol And I'll be posting more if the people are interested.

And to add, I'm not much of a writer. I'm not like all those genius writers that most of you know so don't expect for me to write like Dan Brown or J.K. or whoever, as I've said, this is my first fanfic, the first time I've tried my hand in writing. lol

Thank you.

                                                                        Prologue

When I was twenty years old, my life changed forever. Perhaps, not just the life that I lead on but also my perspective— on how I look at things differently from before— when naivety was still living in my heart and mind. Despite the course of five years, I won’t say, the lack of wisdom had gotten my way nor is wisdom the mere reason for what I am and where I am today. Somehow, I am thankful of how the things turned out, of how time had answered my haunted questions from the years earlier but I’d be lying if I say I’m happy. It’s a sad thing though, that the time may had answer my questions and took not just the sadness away but also, the real meaning of happiness— it’s something that I may have forgotten what it meant or even how it felt. But I’m thankful, somehow.

It’s January 9, 2020 and Cheomdangdong City hasn’t changed at all even though six years had gone by. I’m now twenty six years old but as I looked at everywhere, it reminded of that fateful year, 2014, I relieved the moments I had with her, every detail, that even the way she blink her eyes flashed through my vision. I promised to myself to never look back, but I think if I won’t, I wouldn’t pride myself of how far I’ve come. So from time to time I let the memories sink in for a minute then unknowingly I find myself smiling in return, although with sadness, always sadness.

I smiled as I stared past out my office window and peered to the Seoul city lights the view reminded me of the first time I came here. Lights glistening like diamonds from buildings and establishments— cars that crawl due to traffic indecency— its already late at night as I am still patiently waiting for my expected visitor— my lips almost touch the brim of my coffee when a knock pounded on the door. Ah she’s here. My confidante, my troublemaker, my partner who found success in London, England.

For six years I’ve never thought of visiting here, well I did… okay, once— three years ago when my client from France wanted to meet me over in South Korea and my mind was spinning these words oh no I can’t go… there’s no way I’m going there. I was a terrible boss to my employees— some were baffled why in the world did I chose Japan to build my own entertainment when South Korea is my easy access but some who were close to me know the reason. However, the people who I’m closest with had their own moments of scepticism— explaining things that I’ve been hearing almost all my life but not fully understanding it.

When my personal life gets involve I am truly remarkably stubborn, once my mind is set there’s no enlightenment that I can accept. No matter how hard you try, nope, there’s no way I’m going back in Seoul. No effin’ way. I’m the boss here— I pay you. I make the rules and in return, you follow it. No problem. So you wonder how I ended up flying all the way here when there was no one who could persuade me to— well reasons? No reasons. I mean, three years ago a friend of mine who’s my co-founder lectured me like my grandma’s style of lecturing because I had failed math for the nth time and so for three years I’ve been failing not just my company but also myself. And it took another three years for me to realize that. So one day I just woke up and considered signing the partnership contract with SM Entertainment and suddenly I felt something knocked on my head like a collision of a hammer.

So what happened?

My story is unexplainable even to myself as I begin to pick up the memories from behind, it cannot be summed up as simple and neat or it cannot be fathom with thousands of words. I’ve wondered why? But suddenly, I just let it be, letting the memories lingers through the years without explanation.  People around me, understood everything with no question ask, and I’m glad that they do. For if you ever ask me what could’ve happened from before if the circumstances weren’t present, I would’ve just walk away and wonder also? But fate must’ve planned that all along even before I was born and no one knows the purpose except time, itself.

Some of you might not believe that something like this could actually happen but it did and this could happen to you or to anyone else but fate chose me and I rather hated it because of the person that it brought to me. No, I’m not American. I’m not Japanese. And most of all, I’m not Korean. I’m pure blooded Filipino well, with titbits of Spanish blood. Surprising huh? I was born in the province of Cebu, southern part of the Philippines but I grew up in Manila. As much as I would like to jump into the part of the story where I’m pretty sure will interest you the most because I know my life story will just bore you down to the last minute but unfortunately you really have to know more about who I am, shall I say, an understanding of my inner personality, the kind of girl that will get involve with one of the brightest stars in this generation.

Who am I? I was a girl who had nothing, a simple girl who dreamed a lot, a brave girl who took all the risks. I’m your typical random girl who you see walking on the street and six years ago everything changed in the snap of my fingers. My name is Danielle Jamie Javier and I’m twenty years old, trying to get a life on my own but surprisingly something else happened, now this is my story.