Our Confession - Han Seojun ff

Chapter 1 = First Love

Seojun's POV

I feel very lucky right now that I am able to wander around in public without covering my face and no one is recognizing me. I would have been buried between half of the Seoul by now if I were doing this back in Korea. I knew that it would happen eventually once I become an idol but it has been two years now and I still haven't gotten used to it.

I also feel lucky that my manager didn't catch me sneaking out. I am not the type to sneak out but I just couldn't stop myself today. My life as an idol is very precious to me and I never do anything that could affect it but you don't come to USA everyday in between such a busy schedule. Well except Suho, because he gets an opportunity to come to America every once in a while and the only time he isn't here is when I am. That's what we call fate.

Just when I finish admiring my luck, my phone starts buzzing in my pocket and I pull it out to see the last person I want to see right now. Sung Hoon. My group leader.

I sigh exasperatedly and receive it even after not wanting to. "Hello." I say and hear Sung Hoon's hasty and nervous voice in return.

"Seojun! Where are you? Manager is going crazy!" I peel the phone away from my ear at his final scream and then attach it back to my ear.

"I am at Suho's place, he has invited me over lunch," I lie. I've mastered the art of lying by now. "I'll be back before dinner."

"I don't believe you," he retorts, "Mr. Lee isn't in USA."

"He came back today," I lie again.

"Really has he?" He asks, really getting into my lie this time.

"Ask Suho if you don't believe me." I reply and make a mental note to text Suho immediately after the call ends. "And how many times I've told you not to call me by my name I am older than you."

"Then do something wise like elders, not childish activities like sneaking out." He retorts and my fists clench. This bastard.

"Don't call me again." I say and decline the call without hearing his answer. I go to my chats and immediately text Suho about my lie and I am sure he'll keep it. I have a clean record after all.

I put my phone back in my coat pocket and start wandering around again. It's very cold today, yesterday it was much warmer

I look around at the streets and see many white people walking around together. Some with their friends, some with their families and children. I see a toddler holding hands with his mother, passing by me and that really hits the nerve. I miss mom. It has been a while since I've last met her and I really need to some time soon. Her health has gotten better now as she sees her son reaching success with each passing day on her TV screen. She is the woman I love the most. And then the second woman I love the most, my sister. She is just as pretty as ever but she don't need to know this. I am glad that she's with my mom when I can't be. She is the best sister and the best daughter. And then the third woman I love the most......... I am over it you know but whenever I think back to my hometown and highschool......... Her face just appears in my head. Nothing can change my memory of her.

I am over it and she's very happy with Suho and even after confessing my feeling in front of her and her rejecting me, it never got awkward between us. I, Suho and Jugyeong kept meeting time to time until I made my debut and they made sure to keep a noticeable distance in front of me. I know that they do that considering my feelings but that just makes me feel more miserable about myself. I never got to meet her after debut. The last time I met her was when she did my makeup for my first show. Not to forget her immaculate makeup skills. She is a pro at it. No one can do makeup better than her in my perspective.