Since arriving in Korea a few weeks ago, I have yet to record anything. I try not to complain too much since Namjoon constantly tells me that I should take care of myself first. In other words, just wait until my wrist heals. Also I've been given a lot of time to sightsee and meet up with the Boyz, Victon, and even some of the NCT members. I've gotten a chance to try new foods and get accustomed to life in Korea for the most part.
"I'll be back!" I yelled down the hall of the dorm as I attempted to slip into my shoes at the door.
"Where are you going?" Jungkook yelled back.
"I'm gonna run to the store real quick!" I finally succeeded in getting my shoes on and left. The walk mid-morning was very peaceful considering most people were at school or at work at this time. After a few minutes of walking, I stopped at this thrift store.
"Welcome in!" The shopkeeper greeted me.
"Hello." I walked over to this vintage racing jacket that caught my eyes from the window. It was black with a blue stripe around the torso and a bunch of random sponsor logos on it. I looked at the tag and the price was equivalent to about 30 USD. A steal.
"Excuse me, I'd like to buy this jacket." I said to the girl at the register. She scanned the tag then told me the total. I tapped my card while she bagged the jacket up.
"I know you." She said handing the bag to me. You would not believe the amount of times I'd gotten that since coming to Korea. Most people who stop me have not "seen me somewhere" but often compare me to Beyonce.
"You're Samantha, right?" She said taking me by surprise. I nodded, smiling kindly.
"Yeah, I am."
"My brother's a fan. What are you doing here? In Korea I mean." She inquired further.
"Just visiting some friends and getting inspiration for some new music." I grabbed the bag from her extended hand.
"Well I hope you find what you're looking for. Thanks for stopping in." I bid her adieu and continued to the store I originally left the dorm to come to. It was a large futuristic-looking electronics store. About two weeks after arriving in Korea, I broke my headphones so I wanted to find a good replacement.
I was looking at the new Airpod Max and comparing them to the Raycon Everyday headphones when my phone began to ring. It was from Yoongi.
"Hello." I answered it.
"Hey Samantha. Namjoon, Hoseok and I were working on the vocal guide for one of the tracks and I wanted to get your opinion on it. Do you think that you could come over to the studio?"
"Right now?"
"Yeah, if possible. I called over to the dorm and they're on their way too. You can meet up with them. Unless you're too far away, in that case I could send a staff member to pick you up. Wouldn't want you to get lost, again."
"It was one time! And I can mange on my own, thank you very much."
"Alright call me when you get here." I quickly hung up and chose the Raycons. I ended up buying them in black before heading out to meet the guys.
I walked back down the road making a few turns before arriving at the Bighit building. I whipped out my phone and called Yoongi and told him that I was here, making my way up the elevator to his studio. I knocked before entering at a small "come in". Inside all the guys sat with another woman.
"Hello." I announced my presence, closing the door behind me.
"Finally, it's about time." Jungkook jokingly complained. I reeled my hand back like I was going to hit him as he chuckled and threw his hands up in surrender.

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Curly [a Kpop Fanfiction]
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