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I was walking down the streets, holding a bag in my hand while I observe the busy lives of the people walking around.
It was late in the afternoon of Monday, and I was on my way to meet one of the most famous people in the music industry.
When I arrived at the building, there were lots of people already gathered, seated onto chairs that can accommodate almost a hundred people.
Banners were posted around the hall, printed with a picture of a girl who I was very familiar with.
After I took my seat, we all waited for an hour until finally, cheers erupted around and the person we've all been waiting for stood at the very front, waving at us with a captivating smile before sitting down the chair.
Everyone fell in line and took turns in sitting across the famous idol, and I patiently waited for mine.
"Next." the manager motioned me to take the seat, and I nervously did.
My heart beated fast as I stared up at her face, feeling heat spread across my cheeks when she smiled at me and asked my name.
"Im Y/n." I giggled and brought out an ice bear plushie from my bag.
She awed as I handed her the item, not forgetting to thank me in the process.
She signed the album placed on the table while I painted out a smile, although on the inside, I was a bit sad.
'She doesn't remember me.' I thought.
How can she, though? She's now a well-known idol and as for me, I was probably dumped down her memory as someone she doesn't want to remember.
But I'll never forget her.
Kang Hyewon, my first love.
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First Love (Kang Hyewon ff)
FanfictionNot all first loves are what you think they are. (A short story about one's own experience of first love.)