The Girl Aria (A Stray Kids Fanfiction)

Chapter 12

My lessons of learning the Korean language continued on a daily basis. Slowly, bit by bit, I was getting the hang of it. It was hard, no doubt, but I was determined to learn what my mother had refused to teach me herself. They were always helpful in each of their own ways. They would always give me encouragement and never let me give up. It was something that made me feel like someone actually cared.

Flashback...

"Now, why don't you try it?" Lee know said, pointing to the piece of paper that was already crammed full from my previous notes. I gripped the pen and bent my head down low until it was almost touching the table itself. My brain was twisting and turning, trying to remember everything he had just said. After a few minutes or so, I clicked the pen shut and slid him the paper, Han beside him. They both studied it for a minute or two before turning back to me.

"I already told you not to write it this way." Lee Know said, pointing to my mistake that was engraved on the page.

"Um, sorry, I forgot I guess." A stupid blush coming over my face from the embarrassment of messing up.

"Well, try not to forget this time." Lee know said, although his tone didn't bother me. I could tell he wasn't trying to be mean or rude or stuff like that. That was just how he came across, and I didn't mind.

"Don't rush. Take your time. Remember everything we said. You got this!" Han chirped in, his eyes widening as he spoke. I nodded, pressing my lips together in concentration.

"Just remember, when it knocks you down, don't be afraid to get back up." Chan hollered from across the room. The words hit me different. It was almost like a wake up call. A call of hope. I smiled, the corners of my lips just slightly rising. I bent my head down low again and got to work...

End of Flashback...

It was late January when Chan and the seven others decided to send me to school. I complained at first, saying that it was already deep into the school-year and I felt uncomfortable about it. He told me though that if I waited any longer, I would only become farther behind in the learning process. With that thought, I reluctantly agreed, my facial expression turning sour. Seungmin called the school and somehow arranged for me a spot in the main classes. He told me there would be a locker and everything else needed waiting for me when I began my first day. I was nervous. So nervous in fact, that my hands were shaking during dinner that night. They all had said that my Korean was good enough that I could attended school, but I had my doubts about that. Occasional mistakes were common when someone learned a new language, they informed me. But, I had my doubts. They told me I would adjust quickly. But, I had my doubts. They told me I would make some great friends. But, I had my doubts. Everything the told me, I would always question. It was my personality I guess, to question everyone and everything.

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I lay in bed that night, circling my two thumbs round and round each other over and over again. My brain was practically about to explode from all the things that could go down tomorrow morning. In just a few hours, I would be getting ready to head out for the new school. I glanced at my new school uniform that was illuminated in the soft moonlight streaming into the room. It had just come a few hours ago, and it made me anxious to even look at it. So I averted my eyes to focus on the window that gave me a clear view of the other buildings outside. After tossing and turning for over an hour, I finally decided to get up and go to the kitchen instead to sit an empty my mind. I felt the pajama shirt and pants untangle from my body as I stood upright and began walking.

Slipping out the door and shutting it in place quietly behind me, I then glided down the stairs, feeling the cool floor on the base of my feet. It was dark, but the kitchen light was already on, so it guided me like the bright light you see at the end of a tunnel. My mind wandered as I took a seat at the table. Somehow my thoughts came back to what Chan and Felix had discussed that night.