The Hunters and their Prey || A Vhope story

My crazy little life

First Teaser for the story... (I made it myself, and it is the first time I am doing anything related to video editing..so I can't guarantee the best. But I would like to think that it is passable)

Hi guys, my name is Jung Hoseok, or you can call me Hope. Weird right? How can someone have a nickname like that? Well, it is a name given to me by my friends when I was around 10 years old. They told me that my smile is like a ray of sunshine which brings Hope into people's life. Well, I don't know how much of this claim is correct, but one thing for sure, I do love to make others smile. It gives me a warm feeling when I realize that I am the reason behind their smile. well, I am not at all sad about my nickname...In fact, I love my nickname more than my real name because I believe that Hope is essential for people to live a happy life. A hope that better days will come.. hope that you will smile again tomorrow.. a hope that you will meet your beloved ones again...a hope that the pain will go away. Because this Hope is the only thing that kept me going all this time.

I am 20 years old and an orphan. Completed graduation from school and currently starting my Junior year at Seoul National University in comparative literature. I always wanted to study literature, even though people around me expected me to choose something more professional. I love books, and I have a growing passion for writing and singing. The left side of my table is filled with books in which I have scribbled hundreds and hundreds of poems over the years. Well, I can't say that I am a great singer, but my vocals are pretty nice, and I love to rap also, but not as confident about it as my vocals. 

Other than singing and writing, there is one more thing that keeps my heart beating...dancing. It is my world. The moment I hear the beats, my body moves on its own...like a wind...like a flowing river. I never have to put much effort into learning steps or worrying about whether I will miss beats. Nothing can cure me better than the way dance heals me. Even though I started dancing in the streets in order to survive, it became a part of who I am from the very first day itself. It was like I was born to be a dancer. My dream is to start a dance school someday, and to teach all those people who have a passion like me. 

Other than this, what is there to tell about me...hm...I don't have a family...you guys must have figured out that by now. I don't remember them at all. I don't even know why they decided to leave me in front of the orphanage when I was just days old. Probably it must be a woman who got pregnant accidentally or a couple who wanted a girl but got disappointed at the end. Whoever they are, I am not at all angry at them. In fact, I am grateful because they brought me into this world and gave me life instead of killing me.

 I won't say that my life was easy or was filled with happiness. It was hard sometimes...I felt broken and felt like I won't be able to get up again. There were times when I felt so lonely that I wished desperately for someone to give me warmth. But no matter how hard it was there were times when I felt immensely happy, and there was days where I could feel my adrenalin rush and there was times where I could even run miles without feeling tired. 

The warden of our orphanage was strict but not cruel. She made sure that we don't starve and get our education properly. So my life till ten was a pretty normal one. Playing with the orphanage's fellow kids, exploring the surroundings, throwing little tantrums at the ladies who looked after us and being silly... I miss those days. However, life changed when our warden died, and our orphanage suffered a lot of problems financially. To solve that lot of us were sent to different orphanages. That is how I came to Gangnam from Ilsan. A growing district in Seoul.