hong aeji lived a simple life in california with her parents and older brother.
however that simple living quickly changed when her brother was scouted to be in one of the world's next biggest kpop groups.
this is hong aeji's diary, where she keeps...
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just as adore u era was over it was already time to shoot the next mv.
i was laying on the couch, simply enjoying the peace and quiet i had until i was very rudely interrupted by 13 boys.
great. they're back from the hair stylists.
"we're back!" josh announced as he walked in, followed by the rest of the boys.
i turned my head, shocked to see a ginger haired joshua. "my brothers a ginger." i said, mouth wide open.
i was even more shocked when i noticed some of the other hairstyles, minghao's perm, jeonghan's long silvery blue hair, mingyu and hoshi had blue as well- and the best part, jihoon was even more pink than before.
as my eyes met jihoon's i immediately opened my mouth to announce it, before he put his hand up to stop me, "do not call me pinkie."
"mansae, mansae, mansae yeah!" hoshi started singing, immediately making his way to the kitchen. "mingyu-ah! can you make us some ramen?"
myself and some others laughed at the boys antics, as i went back to laying on the couch like i was previously.
"so... aeji." josh said as he came to sit on the arm of the couch.
"yea?"
"you know bumzu was talking to us today..."
i narrowed my eyes, turning my head to look to his direction. he was up to something.
"mhmmm" i hummed.
"look you really don't have a choice here because i maybe kind of already said yes for you-" he rambled in english.
english, interesting.
"joshua what?" i replied in english as well.
"you're gonna be in the mansae music video."
"JOSHUA?" i yelled, quickly sitting up from my position. "this is a joke."
"you don't want to?" he asked, kind of alarmed.
"well- no- i mean- yes? i want to! but what?!"
jihoon sat in the corner of the room, letting out a little laugh that caught my attention.
"he told bumzu..." josh said quietly, also letting a smile creep onto his face.
"pinkie you are so dead." i said in english, to which he didn't understand.
later that night i sat on josh's bed, finally submitting my college applications. Fashion Institute of NY, Savannah Fashion Institute, Parsons, and FIDM.
i sighed, gaining the attention of seungcheol who was laying on his own bed.
"what's up ji?"
i let out a small laugh, "you know usually josh only calls me that."
"cause you're his little sister. and you're ours now too!" he smiled, clearly trying to lighten my mood. "now tell your oldest brother, what's going on?" he said, emphasizing oldest.
he was right, seungcheol acted just like josh did towards me. it wasn't hard to open up to him before and even now.
"just college stuff and being in the music video. everyone finding out i can sing i mean, it was always josh's thing to sing."
he looked at me confused. "why is singing a bad thing for you?"
"i don't want to take away from josh. he worked too hard for his little sister to just come in effortlessly." i sighed.
"if shua didn't want you to do this he wouldn't of brought you here." he pointed out. "i've seen your guys relationship. you're closer than ever, am i wrong?"
i shook my head, "you're right."
"i think you being here really helps him, and all of us. maybe by including you in things like the music video... it keeps you here longer." he said. "he doesn't want you to go back to america."
i nodded, putting my hands on my head in distress. "that's another thing. he told me he wanted me to stay here full time. and it sounds amazing don't get me wrong i love being here!" i paused. "but college. fashion school! it's what i've dreamed about for years! and my parents. josh and i are all they have and he's already here..." i rambled on as i could feel myself tearing up a bit.
seungcheol looked at me with a sad look before hearing a knock at the door, "who is it?" he said.
"hansol!"
seungcheol looked at me, quietly asking if he could come in to which i nodded. "come in!"
he was about to say something before he noticed my glum expression. "aeji? what's wrong?" he panicked, rushing over to the side of josh's bed.
"too much." i pouted, falling back to lay down.
hansol put his hand on top of mine gently, to which i immediately intertwined our fingers. "you can talk to me, you know that." he said, i nodded slightly.
"i'll leave you two alone," seungcheol said with a small smile, "but this is my room! i'll be back!" he announced once before he left.
it was quiet for a few minutes as i stared at the ceiling, focusing on the feeling of hansol's hand.
"i never thought coming here would make me question so much." i said bluntly.
"what do you mean?" he replied.
i sat up, looking at him. "my whole life was planned out. for years. i was gonna go to fashion school and become a world famous designer! i just applied. but now... is that even what i wanna do?" i whispered at the end, voice breaking slightly.
hansol pouted, opening up his one arm to gesture for me to lean in. "come here. what's making you say this?"
i leaned my head on his shoulder, his arm wrapping around me and head leaning on mine. "coming here makes me never want to leave."
"so stay here, aeji. we all want you here." he whispered.
"i wish it was that easy. i don't wanna leave my brother..." i mumbled. "and everyone else of course. even pinkie."
i felt him smile against the top of my head. "even me?"
"of course you!" i laughed lightly, "you're my best friend."
he didn't reply for a little, just quietly rubbing my back.
