The Adventures of Sabrina and JaeJoong

Chapter One: Uh Oh...

Seoul was exactly what I imagined it would be when I moved here six months ago...AMAZING!! My officetel/apartment was as tiny and cozy, the food was spicy, the traffic was crazy...and I loved it all. As for my job, I work on computers and do graphics. It doesn’t occupy all of my time, which allows me to do whatever I want. Go to the sea. Hang out in a cafe. Sit in the park. Whatever!! However, sitting in the park drawing is what got me into some trouble…

Summer in Seoul is no joke. It’s hotter than hell and your water doesn’t stay frozen for long. But for some crazy reason I still insisted on going to the park across from the apartment complex to draw. Dressed in a cream lace skirt with a brown skinny belt, floral bustier, and a pair cream Litas I made my way to the park, tote fully equipped with my day’s necessities. Before sitting on the fresh grass I covered it with an old beach towel that still smelled of summers back home. On the comic-print towel I applied a bit of sunscreen to my exposed tan skin and glanced around. There weren’t many people out that day, well, no more than usual. There were the same young couples holding hands and the older gentlemen playing cards and drinking makkoli.

After I applied the sunscreen I pulled out my sketchbook and got to drawing. It’s what I do when I need to destress. The subjects of that day’s sketch was a couple sitting on a bench. The guy was much taller with light brown hair and large dark sunglasses. The girl appeared to be tiny and fragile with her pale skin and long dark brown hair. The chemistry between them was weird, as if they didn’t want to be next to each other. The guy didn’t look at the girl and she didn’t look at him. Only for a second did I regret choosing them as my subjects. I didn’t want to draw a scene where two people were going to break up at any second. But I kept drawing, making them appear as characters from an animated fashion catalogue.

When I finished drawing I looked up to see the couple gone. The only one who remained was the guy. He was still as calm as before. Looking back down at the drawing I decided to give it to him. It wasn’t one of my best works but it was pretty good. Gathering my belongings I took the stone path towards the bench where he sat. As I approached him I saw girls passing by, pointing and squealing. I shrugged my shoulders, assuming that they thought he was handsome. Getting closer to him he started to look familiar. Where have I seen him before, I thought. As I became inches closer to him he looked at me. He didn’t look away, keeping a lock on my every move. When I got to where he sat I greeted him before handing over the folded piece of paper, “I drew this and thought you should have it.” He received it with one hand, unfolding it before saying anything else. “You’re really talented,” he complimented. I bowed and said my thanks before taking my leave. However I was stopped by a hand on my wrist. I turned around to see the young gentleman taking off his glasses. “Shit,” I hissed as I realized what I had done.

I had caught Jaejoong, my ultimate bias, in a scandal.

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* Makkoli = Korean Rice Wine