A Kim Seokjin Fan Fiction
Tahiri Baek: Beautiful , intelligent, successful, single and not looking to mingle! Taking a chance and moving back home to South Korea was not something she wanted to do. But after a much needed break from her career, she...
'BYE AMERICA, IM GOING BACK HOME!' I giggled to myself as I typed out the caption and uploaded the nine photos I'd taken to my instagram account. I yawned and sighed just at the thought of the long ass plane ride I was about to take back to South Korea. I couldn't be too upset about it though. I was flying private first class, so I'd at least be comfortable. Plus, I missed my mama and daddy way too much to be upset. Due to my busy work schedule, I hadn't seen them in person in almost three years. It wasn't that I didn't want to make time for them, but, it was exhausting enough to fly in, out, and around different countries for work business meetings, award shows, fashion shows and other activities. I was tired of that shit. I hadn't taken a day off in over three years. Hell, it may have been even longer than three!
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I loved what I did for a living. I was a content creator and model. Honestly, those were just my side hustles. I had three degrees that I put to use. Those are what kept my bank account fat!
While my mother wanted me to be a doctor like her, she was a Psychiatrist, I absolutely refused to do so. I'd heard from her and seen enough horror stories of not having a life through tv shows, books, and movies. HELL NAW! I liked my freedom too much for that. I don't knock the ones who do it though. I commend them, but Tahiri ain't and won't be stressed out bout saving someone else's life.
Instead, I followed in my father's footsteps and became an Architect. But I chose a different area to focus in. While he was an Architectural Technologist & Designer, I majored in Landscape Architecture. I minored in Interior Design. Although I minored in it, I enjoyed interior designing the most. The thought of giving old and new places extreme makeovers thrilled me. Still, no matter what I chose at any point in time, my pockets were laced with money. People say, 'Money can't buy happiness.' I beg to differ. Just about 90% of problems would go away if people had money. So in my case, money made me extremely happy. My third and final degree was a Masters in Business Management.
Anyway, when I recently complained about having terrible migraines and exhaustion to them, my parents both looked at me through our video call with worry etched into their faces. "Tahiri, baby I think it's time you take a break." My father, Baek Dal-Gi, spoke. It wasn't a suggestion either. It was more so of a 'You're going to take a break, and I mean take it now'. I knew he meant it too.
I couldn't refute what he'd said. I'd been working non-stop since I'd graduated college. That was seven years ago. I graduated high school in America when I was sixteen years old. I ended up moving back to South Korea when my dad got an offer for a high paying position in his field. I wanted to come back too. I applied at Seoul National University and got in on my first try. To say I was shocked and happy was an understatement. SNU was hard as hell to get into. I was glad I got accepted though. I finished at the top five my class too! I was number three.
We moved to America the summer after my freshman year of high school because my grandma on my mother's side was sick. She only trusted my mom to take care of her although she had my aunt and uncle in the same city with her. My mom wasn't really left a choice so my father agreed to move here for her. Transitioning schools wasn't bad, I got accustomed to it quickly. I didn't have a language barrier since my parents both spoke and taught me English and Korean as I was growing up. So I was pretty much fluent.
