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"FINALLY I GOT MY OWN PLACE!!" I lay down on the pile of bags barely missing the boxes. Your friends just left, since it's already late. I need at least a bed. "Ughh I have too much crap!"

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The next morning I'm exhausted, ended up falling asleep at three. I change into something fast, brush my teeth. "Ahh! I look so bad." I need the keys, where are the keys? Found them! My bag, okay. I should've done a run through on how to get to school. I'll look it up, duh! "Seoul National University." I say smiling into my phone. "THIRTY MINUTES!" I yell, groaning and finally starting to walk. I'm already late, no point to rush.

Finally got to school. My friends greet me outside.

"Ara you look terrible."

"Jiki gee thanks." Woodbin rubs my hair.

"Let's go get some food."

"But I got to get class."

"Ara it's already noon."

"Oh. Uh then let's get some food." We get our food and sit at a table.

"You need some help still?"

"Yeah."

"I'll go after school."

"I've got work." He looks sad.

"Ara so when do you find out who's your roommate?"

"They're supposed to inform me a day before."

"Oo what if it's some older, sexier guy?" Jiki says smirking.

"Oh please don't let that be."

"I agree with Ara." Woodbin says.

"Woodbin everyone knows you like her, give it up. You're her not type."

"Jiki! Be nicer next time." We laugh.

"If that's how you feel." He sets down his head. "You want to go on a date?" Jiki hits him.

"Go talk to girls other than us."

"Yeah. Maybe I'll go talk to actual girls." We both hit him. "Gotta go."

"Bye!"

"Dang he's a pain."

"But we love him don't we?" Us three have been friends since childhood, with me being the smartest, Jiki next, then Woodbin.

"I still don't get why didn't you go to Yonsei University?"

"I didn't want to be with snobby smart people, rather be with you guys. And this is closer to my work."

"Little Miss Model." That's the crappy thing, my parents had me model since I was a little kid. Just because they're famous. I love it, but I don't want to do that for the rest of my life. And bigger companies are wanting me, my parents hired a close friend of ours to be my agent. He's cool, and nice. But lately getting on my nerves. "You're parents are rich Ara why did you move out?"

"I don't want -" Haven't really told anyone this. I don't want to follow my parents shoes. "Nevermind. I'm just stressed out."

"And you're working two jobs. I respect you." She smiles at me. "Don't work too hard. I got class soon. Text me if you need me."

Jin-hoo calls me.

"The shoot got moved to tomorrow, so you got the day off."

"Thank you." I still got the restaurant to go to work. People look at you, probably recognizing you. Over summer break, I did a shoot for SPAO, and some swim suit shoots, for magazines. Ahh that's embarrassing.

***

After work, I'm even more exhausted. The consumers love me, always saying I'm pretty, and nice. It's overwhelming. Walking home from there is five minutes. I hear someone inside the room, okay time to use karate on them. I laugh at that, shit I forget how to do some of the moves. Whatever. I unlock the door, a dude is moving my BOXES!

"DON'T TOUCH MY THINGS!" He jumps.

"OH SHIT!" He's got blonde hair, dressed very fashionable. "Where's my manners, hi I'm Choi Jun-hong." His hand is out. I'm pissed. "You're new roommate."

"Uhh. What the -"

"The landlord should've called you." I shake my head. "Oh." He awkwardly puts his hand in his pockets. I walk pass him, to my room. "Didn't catch your name.

"It's nothing." I slam my door. "Fucking little bitch not telling me nothing." Why does he look familiar? I'll use Google once again! "WHAT THE FUCK! AHH WHATT!!" I open the door. "YOU'RE IN B.A.P.?"

"Took you long enough."

"WHY YOU HERE!?"

"Why do you think?"

"I don't know, shouldn't like your managers tell you what to do!?"

"Stop yelling!"

"Answer me."

"I want to go to school. And live by myself."

"Don't you got dances and songs to learn?"

"Yes." I glare at him. "Why are you staring at me like that?" I pick up some boxes, that belong in my room.

"See you around." And I go back, I'm tired and in shock. I drop the boxes and go to bed.

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