YOU

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Han. Jisung. Hannie. Hanji. That's me. I am Han Jisung. Rapper, singer, dancer, one producer of three in Stray Kids. I may look like I'm this fun outgoing person that would be picking up girls left and right, but I'm not. There was one girl I wanted and she had no idea how I felt. We went to school together in Mylasia. She moved back home to America when I moved back to Korea to join Stray Kids.

We met on the first day of our first year, fifteen years old. She had this hot pink streak through her black hair and me being the clumsy person I am ran straight into her because I was running late to my next class. The classic all her books hit the ground kinda thing. She looked up at me and had the most beautiful light brown eyes I'd ever seen. They were like honey in the sun. Geez, now I sound like I'm obsessed with her or something. I swear I'm not, I'm just completely and totally in love with her.

Her dad was American and her mother was Korean, but she looked fully Korean. Not that it mattered, I'd be in love with her anyway. She had long dark hair that had a soft natural wave to it. Her name is Ember Eun-Ji Lee. Her parents gave their children their mother's last name because their father's last name was quite long and hard for most to pronounce.

"Hannie!" I heard Chan yell through the dorm tearing me out of my thoughts.

"What?" I yelled back not bothering to get off my bed or open the bedroom door.

"Do your dishes!" Chan yelled back as he stood in the kitchen.

"Aish" I complained pulling myself up off of my bed and walked out the kitchen. "Chan?"

"What?" He asked exaserbated. Taking a deep breath.

"These aren't mine." I said pointing at them, "They're Binnie's"

"Do them anyway please." He said throwing himself down on the couch.

"CHANGBIN!" I yelled loudly from the kitchen. "DO YOUR DISHES!"

Chan sat on the couch looking at me in shock "Really, Jisung?"

"Yes." I mumbled and went back to my room. I'd been waiting for Ember to call me for hours, but she was late today. She'd had a date and didn't know what time she'd be home. It was always hard for me when she would go on dates. I wanted to be the one to take her out and have fun. Every single time I was worried she'd find some guy she'd fall in love with and want to be with forever and I'd never get my chance. I knew I had to tell her someday, but I just didn't have the confidence.

Finally as I was just giving up hope that I'd hear from her tonight, my phone rang. I took a deep breath before answering.

"Hey, Em" I said trying to sound nonchalant.

"Hannie. I'm never going on another date. EVER." She sighed loudly into the phone. That made me happy to hear.

"Ha, that bad?" I laughed.

"Yeah, I'm done with dating apps."

"You? Dating apps? Done?" I said smiling just hearing her voice. I missed her. It'd been over a year since we'd been in the
same room.

"I do have some good news." She said suddenly. I could hear how happy she was.

"What's that?"

"What'cha doing next month around the 3rd?" She asked being cryptic.

"Um...I don't know. We're taking a break probably, promotions should be over by then." I said trying desperately to remember what schedules I had next month.

"Wanna help me move?" She said suddenly.

"What?" I was confused. How was I going to help her move from six thousand miles away?