My Melody || SUNGJOY

|| My Melody • Prologue ||

A/N:

Surprise :)

So, Hello folks! I'm back again with another story. Upon the request of @sjbbyu6, I made a story! (This ones dedicated to you! Haha, love you! *winks*)

So this story would contain only five to ten chapters in estimation at this time but we'll see ;) At this moment, I hope you enjoy this story! The plot won't have a lot of twist but I hope you'd love this one! :)

P.S : Let's assume that Red Velvet was not in the industry of entertainment and music at this story.

Without any further due, let's go!

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"Love's like a movie!"

A lady at her 40's screeches in surprise upon hearing a loud singing above her, assuming it was coming from the room of her daughter. "Park Sooyoung!" She yelled, thumping the broom she was holding into straight in the ceiling to send her signal to pipe down her noises.

A small giggle escaped the daughter's lips named as Sooyoung, placing her palm in her mouth as she landed into the bed, sighing heavily while the music plays. "Wah, it's been a lot of years being a melody." She sat down on the bed to check her phone for updates on her favorite boy group; Born to Beat (BTOB). "They're now going back to Korea after being a Jpop group." She jokingly murmured, about to tweet some random things about the group once again.

"Omo, @/OFFICIALBTOB. So glad you came back safely!"

She smiled, pressing the 'Tweet' button as she giddily dances all over her room while the music 'Movie' plays. "Park Sooyoung!" She heard a loud yell outside her room, stumbling over to open the door as she received a light slap on her shoulder. "You're too noisy, young lady. I already told you to tone it down!" She giggled, before stretching out her arms to hug her mother that was drenched in sweat because of the exhaustion from the household chores.

"Ah, molla. Stay away, I'm covered in sweat, eoh!" Her mom playfully scowled, as Sooyoung laughs. "Mom, you know that I love you even if you're smelly-", "This lady-" They both laughed out loud, before her mother muttered. "Ah, I forgot. I need to go to school!", "Wae!?"

She rushes down to fix herself, "I need to fetch my report card!", "Yah, shouldn't I be the one getting your card!?" Her mom yelled from upstairs, as she replied. "Aniya, you can go rest over there. Love you!" She yelled, plugging in her head phones to play some songs along the way.

Giggling, she escapes from the house before her mother could have the chance to tug along with her.

Sighing in relief, she stretches out her limbs before moving her head to the rhythm of the song playing in her phone.
Lightly skipping her feet into the beat, she haven't realized that she was already passing by the cake shop she intended to go into.

She lied about her report card, since it was a special day for her mother. She was always the daughter who focuses on her family and studies. She's disciplined enough, and she only had a maximum of three best friends in her campus.

She's the type to love only a small circle group of friends, for she believed that it would keep them intact and faithful. She always hated the attention of everyone on her even if she couldn't help it. She's smart enough to be recognized in her university, and beautiful enough to be chased by the boys. But, she never wanted a relationship. For her, she always put her studies and families first. The only thing that can make her happy at the moment was being a Melody in a fandom, along with savoring her last days as a student.