Why, Mr Popular?

Regular Life

Eunji POV

"Jung Eunji , Jung Eunji!" My fans cheered. I was walking to the airport to fly back home. Wow, I seriously feel like I'm the most popular person in the world. No, I'm not. I'm the third most popular person in the entire world. The first is Cha Hakyeon, or known as N, from VIXX. The second is the adorable maknae, Sanghyuk, known as Hyuk from VIXX. And I'm the third...Jung Eunji...I was born into popularity, as my mom and dad are very popular. And, let's get back to reality here...I started walking to my plane. I boarded my seat, and looked outside. I looked out, and saw the beautiful sky. It was amazing. "Excuse me..." someone muttered, and sat next to me.

"Oh, sorry! Am I in your seat?" I asked, being polite. "No. Just, I sit next to  you." the man muttered, and looked away. "Oh, okay." I said, and looked back at the clouds. I just remembered, this was a 5 hour flight...Jezz...I looked at the man. He had dark brown hair, and was quite tanned. Ok then... I toke out a sketch book and a pencil, and started sketching. I started sketching Leo from VIXX. I had met him one day, and we became close friends after I met him. Me and him both have that cold/distant personality at first, but deep down, we are really nice. That's how people see me. They think I am distant, and very cold towards other people. It annoys me...

I kept sketching Leo, First the head, then the ears, eyes, nose, mouth, hair, and other stuff. I finally finished, and the man beside me looked at it. Of course, I didn't notice that the man next to me was in VIXX. I turned to the next page, and started sketching Cha Hakyeon (N) from VIXX. I noticed that man next to me looked like him, but I didn't care. I sketched him, and looked at my final results. It was outstanding. I stopped sketching, and noticed that we could go on with our phones.

I turned my phone, and stared playing games. I noticed that 2 hours had already passed. I shrugged, and kept on playing games. Then, I toke my earbuds out, and started listening to K-pop. I was listening to VIXX's Eternity. To me, it was a very sad song. I wanted to sing along with it, but then I noticed that I was on a plane, and I could be kicked off. I kept listening to the song, and sketched some more pictures. I started sketching a picture of myself. I wrote "Jung Eunji", on it.

Another 2 hours has pasted...Only 1 hour left. I looked outside to the sky again. I started listening to VIXX's Eternity again. I hummed softly, not wanting anyone to be disturbed by me. "Can you stop humming?" the man beside me asked, obviously aggravated. "Oh, sorry." I said, and stopped humming. I looked at the ground. That was a little harsh...Whatever, I'll just forget about it. Finally, a hour passed. Yes! Finally, the plane landed, and we were ready to get off. I got my stuff, and exited the plane. I totally forgot about the rude man that sat next to me on the plane.

I can't wait to get home! I walked to where my driver was, and walked outside with him. I saw fans crowding the entrance. Its either they are here for me, or someone else. I don't really care. I walked to the entrance, and my driver blocked the fans from getting to me. I walked to the car, and waited for my driver. He came back, and drove me quietly to my house. I got back to my house, and let the driver go somewhere else. I opened the door, and walked inside. I sat down, laid on the couch. "Today was exhausting..." I said, and moved around the couch. I heard someone ring the doorbell, and I got up and answered it. "Who is it?" I asked, and opened the door to see a guy.

"Who are you?" I asked, wondering who the guy was. He looked really familiar..."Don't you know who I am?" the guy asked, scoffing. I blinked, shaking my head side to side. "You really don't know me?" the guy asked, suddenly getting closer to my face. "No." I said, and stepped back. "Whatever. I'll make you remember by doing this" the guy said, and got closer to my face. "What are you doing? Get away from me!" I yelled, and pushed him away. He took my wrist, and we fell down, me on top of him, and he on the bottom. I quickly got off of him and pushed him out of the door. "Go away!" I yelled, and slammed the door in his face. Who was that? How does he know me? Does he know me? I'm so confused...