Vernon (I Wish)

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Next Imagine! Here we go! I hope you enjoy. (I changed Vernon's moving to Korea when he was five part to: he moved to Korea by himself to become a trainee when he was fourteen. Sorry. I just couldn't fit the storyline properly if it wasn't like that.)

Y/N: Your Name

Y/N's POV:

You stared out of the small window of the airplane on your way to South Korea. To start a new life. You left everything behind, or at least you tried to. The memories kept catching up with you no matter how hard you tried to get rid of them. 

He moved. He moved far away. He left you, but your heart just couldn't accept it. Your heart still wanted him.

5 Years Ago~

You were confused at why Hansol wasn't at school that day. He never missed school. Never. As soon as school let out you ran to his house. 

As soon as you rang the doorbell, Hansol's mother opened the door. "Oh! Hello y/n," she said with a smile, "What brings you here?"

"Hello. Where is Hansol? He wasn't at school today." You asked her worriedly.

"Hansol? Oh. Oh no. He didn't tell you, did he?" She looked at you with a sad gaze.

"Tell me what?" Now you were very nervous about what was about to come out of his mother's mouth next.

"He moved. To South Korea. To become a trainee. He went to pursue his dream." Tears slowly started to pour out of your eyes. 

He was gone.

He left me. 

Back to Present~

Tears streaked your face from the sudden flashback of memories. You quickly wiped them away and told yourself to stay strong. No crying. You were getting a new life.

You had never done any research on Hansol. You had no idea if he was successful or not, the name of his group, not even his entertainment. Nothing. You knew nothing. You never wanted to know. Knowing would only cause you more pain. 

You loved him. You knew you did. You so wished you didn't it, would make everything so much easier. 

"Stop y/n," you whispered to yourself, "Stop thinking about him. He is gone." You sighed.

One Month Later:

You almost had everything you needed to start your new life. Your apartment was nice enough and today was the first day of your new full time job. You struggled for the first few weeks, not being to be able to support yourself with the few part time jobs you had. When you got offered a job at Pledis Entertainment as an assistant to the manager of a group called Seventeen, you immediately agreed. You were very excited. 

You walked into the building with confidence. You met the manager, your boss. It was a nice lady who you immediately liked. She gave you a quick run over on what you job would be. She mostly wanted you to help with the members of the group, Seventeen. She wanted you to do things like keep them in line and help them with their small needs. 

"Now, would you like to meet the members?" She asked you.

"Yes!" you said excitedly. She chuckled at you and led you to one one the many practice rooms. You walked in a was greeted with thirteen crazy boys. You smiled at them. 

"Alright boys, settle down and get in order," the manager said to the Seventeen members. "This is y/n."

"Hello. I'm y/n. Please take care of me." You bowed 90 degrees and smiled at the boys. 

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