“Miso, will you marry me?”

                        “Taejoon oppa, I’ve been dreaming of this moment in my entire life! I thought you’d never ask. I---”

            “야! 미수! (Yah! Miso!) Get out of your room! Breakfast is ready!”

What?! 어머! (Eomo!) I was daydreaming again. My name is Miso, Choi Miso. Know why? Well, you know how babies cry when they are born? Well, my mother told me that I didn’t cry at all. The doctors even suspected I was dead. Crazy, huh? When I was at the nursery, the nurses told my mother that I always smile. That’s how she got my name, since Miso is ‘smile’ in korean. I’m currently 16 years old and living with my mother Eunsa and my older brother Minsoo in a small neighborhood at Seoul.

            “야! 미수! (Yah! Miso!)”

Speaking of my older brother, that’s him right now. I just hate him. He always spoils my best daydreams. Well, he should spoil them or else I would go to school late. I just hate getting late. Because once I’m late, I get to be in detention, which means I can’t spend my free time with Taejoon oppa. I am schooling at Seoul Arts School or Seoul School of Arts. It is where most K-stars and K-stars to be studies. They usually take students that are really good. Good enough to be a Kpop star. Good thing I got in. That must mean I am really good. Hahaha. Best part? My Mr. Forever Taejoon also goes here. Ahhhhh, Kang Taejoon, the leader of the idol group Sonic. I loved him the very first time we’ve met. I still remember it like it was yesterday. We were at the school’s library that time, he wasn’t a star yet, he was still the ordinary Kang Taejoon. I was researching for a school work. I went to the shelves to look at the right book but when I saw it, it was so high that I couldn’t reach it. I was really having a hard time when suddenly a guy took it and gave it to me. It was Taejoon oppa. From that moment, I knew, he was my destiny.

            “야! 미수! (Yah! Miso!) Didn’t you hear what I said? 뭐하는거야(What are you doing)?”

My brother gets inside my room and looked at me like I’m some lunatic. There I realized I was biting Mr. Cuddles’ head. I quickly spit him out and apologized. Mr. Cuddles is my bests stuff friend ever. He was given by my dad, who is now gone, when I was 5.

            “Mr. Cuddles I am so sorry! 정말 미안해요(I’m really sorry)! I really didn’t mean to bite your head. I’m sorry.”

            “야! 그만! (Yah! Stop!) Breakfast is ready and it’s almost 6:30. Hurry up.”

Aishhh… I just can’t stand him bossing me around. I’m really sorry Mr. Cuddles! Well, I should better eat now. I still have to wait for my Taejoon oppa to arrive. I picked up my bag which I placed under my bed and went to the kitchen where my mother and older brother are.

            “Eat up Miso.”

            “내 엄마(Yes mom).”

            “Just so you know, I’ll be going home late today. So I already made you guys’ dinner. Just heat it up okay?”

            “Oh, yeah. I