Chapter 1: New school, new life!

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"Hi, I am Y/n Jackson. I am originally from California and moved to Korea to further my studies there only about a week ago. Honestly, if you ask me, I don't know how it will go. I chose Korea because of the impact of Kpop. Mostly the hope of getting to meet my K-pop idols. Funny, right? Besides that, I am just happy to be back at my mom's original birth country. Oh wait, I forgot to let you know about my family, oops!. I know I can be a bit forgetful at times. Any ways here goes nothing. My mom's name is Soobin Kim Jackson. A lovely woman all the way from South Korea. She was originally born here in SK, but for some reason, we still don't know about my mom's family. My mom never shares anything about her family. She always gets upset if a topic about her family is brought up. This is why my mom did not support this idea of mine pursuing my career here. Oh, I just realized I did mention that either. Oops. As time goes by, you will get used to my forgetful nuture."

"Crrr crrr crr" the sound of the alarm along my bedside rings. It's time to meet my new school.

I got up in bed and went to do my morning routine after I took my shower. That's when thoughts came to my mind. I really don't know how I feel about the first days of school in a new school. And being a freshman this year will definitely be nerve-wracking,  I can already sense it from afar. I am not really familiar with new schools. Even when it came to elementary and high school, I went to an all-grade school. So I never really went to a different high school with fresh faces. So this is definitely one I look up to the most. Anyways, back to reality!?

I check the time and it's only 06h30. I woke up early today so that I could go to college early and not spend my entire school hours looking for the right class. So, I want to spend my few two hours having to familiarize myself with the college. Anyways, let me make breakfast.

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After breakfast, I then checked the time, and it was 07h35. I took my bag, my phone, and all the necessities for today's classes.

My first class is at 10h45, so I still have a bit of time to check around the campus. But I first have to find my first class lecture room. Then go for the others.

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I got out of my Uber and walked inside the gates of my new school. "Wow!" A voice besides me gasps by the beauty of our amazing college exterior. Well, well, well, if the outside is like this, I am curious about the inside.

I turned my head towards the girl beside me. " Hi, first day as well?" I asked. "Ah- yes, it's my first day. I guess it is for you as well since we both look amazed by the buildings and everything." She exclaims. "Oh no, it's not my first day. I just haven't been here for a long time. I have been skipping classes for about 2 years now, " I lied. Her mouth fell open, and it seemed like she wanted to say something but stopped. " I am just joking. It's my first day as well. Don't take me seriously. I tend to make jokes quite a lot." I laugh nervously, but she laughs as well. " Well, I am Y/n, Y/n Jackson, " I brought my hand forward for a shake, and she accepted it and shook it. " Well, Y/n... I am Amelia Govendar. " Well, she does look like a foreigner here. But I think she also has bits of Asian blood in there.

"Well, Amelia, I guess I will see you around then. I have to move forward and search for my class, " I said, smiling at her. " No problem. I will see you. "

We both gave each other hugs and went into opposite directions. I actually did not want to walk inside the big building, which I assume to be the main one after just saying goodbye to her. That would have been awkward.

I don't even know what building I am in. Let me look for the map on my phone. After spending about 5 mins looking through my phone documents, I found the map. And I happen to be inside the art building. Well, I should just carry on and explore it. There are a few students walking past me, and I am assuming they have early morning classes. I am so thankful that none of my classes are between 7h00 and 8h30 for the entire semester.

As I walk around, I happen to find myself walking up the stairs to the first floor. On the wall, there is sort of like a poster or rather a guidance paper. Man, I don't know, but it's written,  dance practice room 14 with an arrow pointing to the right. I decide to go that side, and I hear music playing through the corridor. I decided to follow the music and when I reached the door was written "ROOM14," I did not want to seem rude and just enter so rather I looked through the window to see inside.

And when I say I am in gawk. I saw only one female dancing her emotions away. It seemed as though her body understood the lyrics and the rhythm and just moved along with it to express an emotion that couldn't be explained in words. I watched her and instantly fell in love... with her body movements. The more I watch, the more sad I become. Of how my "dad" deprived me of having to take dancing as a career. He never liked or supported that idea of mine. If only he could see my talent in dancing, maybe he would reconsider. But, he was never really interested. Oops, I did not mention my dad, right? Well, I would rather not talk about him, really. It's not like he is present in my life, honestly.

I slowly turned my head and body around as I looked at the time, and it was  09h45. Wow, time really does move fast. Well, I need to find my way out of this huge building and look for my next class in the health sciences building.

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After getting lost for about 30 mins looking for my next class, I made it in time. And there's still about another 30 minutes until the beginning of my next class. Well... I still entered the classroom and found no one, so I walked in and sat at the back of the lecture room. A few minutes went by, and around 15 minutes later, a group of students came in laughing and screaming around the building. Oh, I smell troublesome. There were about 6 of them and-. OMG!!! One of them is the same girl that I saw in the dance room. Wow! She is pretty... manly like. The way she's dressed, her walk, her smile, everything. But no, I sense trouble with these girls. I wonder what they are doing here because I am pretty sure this is a first year class.

Seconds after glaring at them,  4 looked at me, and they whispered something to each other. The girl from the dance room was busy on her phone until one of them poked her on the should and directed her eyes to me. That's when me and her made eye contact. It's a very much strong one. As we were staring at each other, two of her friends walked up to the back... well, to me. I saw them smiling at each other , when they reached to me one of them touched my face while the other brushed my hair with her fingertips.

I looked at them fearfully. And I think they saw that and started making fun of my scared face. " ohh, poor thing, she is scared. Don't worry, we won't harm you. We are just admiring your beauty." Girl 1 said while brushing my face. I felt disgusting somehow. " Leave her alone." someone said sternly to them. "But Bada, we're just loving what we see, it's not like we will harm her like we did with th-"... " I said leave her alone!" Her voice echoed through the room. More students started coming in as the lecture was about to start.

They then left my face and hair and went to go sit on the other side of the lecture room. And I was left with Bada standing before me, look at me. So her name is Bada. Mmmh.

I looked up to see her, and she lowered herself to my level as she was tall. She placed her hands on my desk, more like caging me. " I want to apologize for my friend's behavior," Bada said more carmly. "Okey," I said and shifted my gaze back to my phone in front of me, completely ignoring her presence. I swear I heard a chuckle from her, and she left and went back to her seat next to her friends.

Alot of stress for the first day. I wonder what the entire year has for me then.

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