《 " ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ɪ'ᴅ ꜰᴀʟʟ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ ᴀꜱ ᴄᴀʀᴇʟᴇꜱꜱ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ." 》
one year after his debut as an artist, Han Seojun falls for a free-spirited girl; together, the two overcome life's traumas and the idol industry
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#1 in Han Seojun 6/16/2021
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•this entire chapter will be a high intensity situation•
About Three Years Ago:
Ahn Sunhwa was a small girl with big dreams.
At 16 years old, the girl felt like she had the world.
Skipping along the sidewalk, her naturally dark hair flowing in the autumn breeze, she stopped to answer her ringing phone.
"Ah, Myungsoo!" Sunhwa chimed happily, fumbling in her pocket in an attempt to find the key to the music hall.
"Are you coming to the bonfire tonight?"
"No, I have to practice. The music director said I need to send in progress videos every month."
Sunhwa had finalized her decision to move to Seoul next semester and go to school there, while staying in trainee rooms as ST Entertainment.
"Please come!! Your boyfriend will be there~." Choi Myungsoo sang into the phone.
Sunhwa rolled her eyes, adjusting the phone between her cheek and her shoulder as she successful pushed open the door.
"I just need two hours. I can show up after that." The young dreamer sighed, stepping into the dark halls.
"Fine. Just know that I'm not waiting for you to start drinking."
Before Sunhwa could answer her friend, she hung up the phone.
"I see how it is." She replied to an empty school hall, her tone snarky but amused.
She had come to pick up some sheet music she'd forgotten, and work on a dance routine that she wanted to send into her communicator and ST rectuiter, Im Heekyung.
Sunhwa glanced down at her empty hand, realizing she had left the key in her door.
She groaned and headed back down her original path, stepping back outside into the setting sun.
Her school was old and a bit run down, but it had an endearing effect. It's paint was peeling and the bushes around the sidewalks needed trimming- but it felt like home.
She took a breath of air, adjusting her school's dark blue blazer and smiling. Life was good, Sunhwa was excited.
