Jejudo .

4

Two hours before bed, Hyunjin comes home late with bags full of stuff. He sets it by the door, and Sejeong walks in with him. "Oh, hey Jeong!" She sees me on the couch and runs over to me and hugs me. It's like she favors me and likes me better than Hyunjin, it always goes that way with siblings cause I'm just better in their eyes. "Hyunjin, I love your sister. She's such a vibe." "She's literally just sitting on the couch watching dramas..." I laugh and she watches with me as well. 

"Is this true beauty? Wow.. It's been so long since I finished this drama." My eyes kept on staring at the bags, they all had pink things in them. And knowing me, my room is fully pink. Sort of. And Hyunjin despises it. He says it reminds him of Changbin because he's zesty and a mix of a pig and rabbit. But it's all jokes I'm sure.

"What's in that bag?" "All presents for you and Mama Hwang. I forgot about your papa but I got that covered after Jejudo." I smile brightly, just KNOWING there are books and makeup and such. I stand up, walking to the bag as Hyunjin goes over to Sejeong, and they kiss or whatever. I go through the bag, looking for anything. "Hana, you aren't supposed to go through that yet." Hyunjin exclaims as he points at me, making me move.

 "What am I, a dog.." I mumble as I scoff at his action. "Whatever. I'm going to my room. Bye, ugly Hwang." He sighs out of pure anger, and yells at me as I run to my room with a smile on my face. "Yah! Hwang Hana! She's such a disgrace." "You're so mean to her," Sejeong says as she walks to Hyunjin's room with all the bags.

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2 texts from 'Hannieee'

'hannieee'
hey i didn't see ur txt
OH SHIT FR?? U BUMPED INTO FELIX?

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She immediately calls me with a shocked look on her face. "Hana no way. You're literally living in a K-Drama." It's true, maybe I am. But bumping into Felix after that stupid girl talked shit was the last thing I could want. 

"Aish, Haneul. I'm not living in a K-drama. If I was I'd despise every minute of it." She rolls her eyes and starts cussing me out in Korean. I lay on my bed, going through the unread messages between me and Sejeong from earlier. I hate the red notifications on apps, so I clear them all out and sigh. "Haneul, enough. I get you wanna be like me in my.. So called K-Drama life, but not when Lee Nari exists. Ew, no thanks."

"You can't be fucking serious Hana. K-drama life is the DREAM! What if Hottie Felix comes and saves you while you fall off a 6-foot ladder? That's the life.." I slap my forehead, scoffing. "You're so delusional it makes me want to slap you. Go all the way across my street, find your house, and slap you. A SIX-FOOT LADDER? Ah, seriously." I go on the camera, looking at Haneul and how her eye twitches. She's mad that I'm not enjoying life how I have it. 

"Hana. Listen. Just listen. What if he was shirtless, abs out and everything? Would you like it then?" "YAH, NA HANEUL? PLEASE BE SERIOUS!" I yell over the phone, getting stressed at her fantasies. This might be what my head sounds like every time I see a hot K-pop idol. I lie on my back, staring at my ceiling as she keeps on going on and on. She wishes she wasn't a side character in this messy K-drama.

 Sometimes I wish I was in the States, or a different culture, or in a different family, but when I look at my old cultured friends, it's like they live in solitary confinement. So I'm glad I'm not different at the same time. "What are you thinking so hard about? Are you finally considering my fantasies? Also, did they send you the plane seating pictures? I saw it, and they moved you next to me. I'm so happy!"