SHINee World

Chapter One

Ally Freeman, an ordinary college girl who worked a job at a nearby coffee shop. The usual stress that comes with completing last minute assignments before a break from the daily life of boring classes plague her mind. It was like that most days. She would attend her classes then make her way to the small shop to work her hours. It was a tiresome schedule, barely time to fit in a full eight hours of sleep because she was busy studying for exams.

Don't think negative of her. She simply enjoys the career choice she is going into. Fashion Design. She loved to design her own fashion and even loves to look at the different designs on the internet. Her particular interest beginning with a certain someone from a certain Kpop band. She might be a broke college student but her shelves do have a few albums lined among them. She's even proud to admit that she owns a few pieces of clothing from Gucci. She puts her fascination to blame on Key from SHINee. His own fascination rubbing off onto her.

That's how she spent her free time though, listening to music or watching the new music videos that are uploaded. She tries to watch the other videos that are uploaded as well when she has time. ( Usually during her break at work. ) Other than that, her life is pretty normal.

Currently, she is making her way back from a class. She managed to get a day off from work so she figure she could go back to her dorm to get some homework done. She pulls her school ID out, scanning it over the ID scanner and pulls the door open to walk inside the dorm building. She makes her way down the hall, finding her dorm room. She managed to snag a room to herself, having her own freedom inside of the place. Even more luck on her side when she managed to get a bathroom inside the room too.

She unlocks the door, opening it up and sliding inside. It was simple. A twin bed with a desk and chair. A little lounge area under her loft bed. The best thing about it was that she got to decorate however she wanted as long as she stuck to the rules. That meant she had put her posters up, strung up some fairy lights and chose her own comforter set. It felt different, not like home, which was a good thing for her. That's why she came to the university. She wanted to escape from her home life and now she is. She sits her book down onto her desk chair and lets out a long sigh. The watch on her wrist reads a quarter after three in the afternoon.

Homework sounded so much like a bothersome task at the moment. The work was not due for a few days, so she had time. It's a Friday afternoon, maybe she could be an adult and go out for once. At that moment, her phone vibrates. A text message had come through. She grabs her phone from her back pocket, reading the message on the screen from one of her friends.

"Hi Ally! There's a party tonight. I know it's useless to try but would you like to join me and some friends?"

She reads the text once more, thinking she had nothing else to do so why not? She sends a response back, telling her friend when to pick her up. Once the message is sent, she puts her phone onto the charger. She goes to pull her closest door open, choosing an outfit to wear for the night. Since she wasn't a fan of showing off, she went with a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Something that was comfortable. She grabs a towel and heads to the bathroom to take a quick shower.

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The constant blurring of the music throughout the room wars quite annoying. That's expected of a party. She tries to stay close to her friends, not wanting to be by herself in the crowd of people. She slowly makes her way through, finding the kitchen were the drinks were being served. She grabs herself a can, already knowing this won't be the first of the night.

While the crowd of college adults party, a certain someone made his way into the house. His hair covers his forehead and he had a black mask covering the lower part of his face. He hopes no one notices him in the crowd, hopefully the alcohol they are consuming helps with that. His eyes scan the horde of people before him. He was looking for a certain someone, someone he hopes could help him.