A New Beginning to Today's End

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*5 years later*

South Korea has been a lot more successful after I retired from the CEO position in my later adult years.

Motivation, control and all these in power go to the government now, it was such a weird idea for CEOs to lead a country. Business seemed like it's own sort of game at that time too.

My brother, Yeonjun becomes known as the 4th Gen It Boy in his boy group known as TXT, Soobin, Beomgyu, Taehyun and Huening Kai all joined him becoming kpop idols and musical artists.

They offered for me to be their stylist, translator or musical show host but I declined.

I recluded to the peaceful lifestyle in this beautiful country known as Australia. The weather is just right in Australia, it's beautiful with wispy winds and sunny days.

I've now pursued my dream career, being a doctor. With medical textbooks beside me, life sized diagrams on my desk and a wonderful friend who was a reminder of it all...

I turn my head to the doorway.

"Mira, Mira! Come here precious!" I squeal. My pet cat who had white fur was getting old now, so she paws the ground slowly before hopping onto my desk, curling in a ball and anticipating my rubs on her back, she purrs softly.

I click on the livestream on my favourite streaming platform.

"ANNYEONGHESEO WELCOME TO INKIGAYO EVERYONE! WE HAVE THE ROOKIE KPOP BOY GROUP... TOMORROW X TOGETHER! LET'S SEE THESE STUNNING VISUALS" The show mc yells in my ears. I quickly turn the volume down on my laptop.

"FIRSTLY WE HAVE THE WONDERFUL LEADER SOOBIN!" The MC continues to yell.

"Hi! ~ I'm Soobin and I'm a lil bunny!" Soobin raises his pointer fingers to his head, doing aegyo.

"NEXT WE HAVE THE HEARTHROB YEONJUN!" THE MC shouts.

"Hearthrob..." I roll my eyes, straightening my blue hair. "Yeah right."

"Hi~ I'm Yeonjun and I love my sister Balleli!" Yeonjun does a finger heart. I smile at the video dumbfoundedly.

Pulling out my Iphone 14 Plus, I text Yeonjun.

I love you too Yeonjun, hopefully you'll become the greatest band of all!

My finger hovers on Send.

Cheers erupt as TXT introduces themselves smiling and waving at their fans known as MOAs.

I chuckle to myself and close my laptop.

From inside my coat pocket, there's a picture. It's Hyunjin. 

"I'm sorry, Hyunjin. I'm sorry you couldn't see my like this. I'm sorry you couldn't have been my side all this time. " I say bittersweetly and with a roll of tape, I stick the image of my friend on my wall.


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