Amelia. She has always stuck to her motto "Simple life, simple dreams". And like every other teenage girl, she had a crush and was a k-pop fan.
But what if the two best things in her life collided and it turned out to be a nightmare? And who would...
I decided to call my best friend to ask what would be an interesting activity to do with Amelia.
"Hey Jun Ho. Mwohae?(what's up)"
"Hey Tae. Just asking...do you know anything interesting activities to do with a girl?" I asked hoping he didn't misunderstand my question.
"Why are you asking that? Do you have a date with a girl by any chance? My lonely friend finally has someone!" I knew I was wrong to believe he wouldn't misunderstand.
"Yah! It's just a friend I'm hanging out with. Don't misunderstand!" I fought back.
"But aren't I your only friend? Since when were you interested in socialising?" He teased.
"Who says I wasn't? I just didn't want to leave you alone that's all..."
"Lies. Anyways, I don't know much but girls like shopping and arcades don't they?" I thought for a moment.
"Amelia doesn't seem like the type who would enjoy shopping and we've been to the arcade once already," I replied after considering.
"Ah...so the lucky girl is Amelia. She doesn't seem like just a girl to me...arcades and stuff" I could almost feel his teasing smirk at the other end of the phone.
"You're no help at all. I'll just figure things out myself. Bye Tae," and I hung up immediately.
I spent a few hours pondering for possible ideas and came to a conclusion for a day at the amusement park. Although we would have little time, it would still be meaningful, wouldn't it? I got out my laptop and booked two tickets in advance.
Like every other morning, I prepared myself for school and slipped on my school uniform. I was a little lazy and didn't fell like grabbing breakfast so I just told my driver to send me straight to school.
When I walked into the classroom, I saw that Amelia was already in her seat. I wanted to go over and start up a conversation but Mr. Lee was entering from behind me.
Mr. Lee started telling us to settle down and was telling us about something not really important, which made my ears turn off. My attention was picked up again when some of the girls were squealing and screaming. My vision was diverted to a male student I didnt recognise walking into our classroom.
"Annyeonghaseyo! Naneun Seokjin ibnida, but you can call me Jin. Please take care of me!" He started to introduce himself to the whole class.
Ah....isn't he part of that BTS group or something like that? Is he our new classmate?
Mr. Lee directed him to sit beside Amelia, the only one with an empty seat beside her, and he did as pursuit. I saw Amelia with an opened jaw wide enough for a giant fly to fit in. Aigoo...that girl. They seemed like they got along well. Did they know each other?
I focused back on class and what Mr. Lee was teaching us, not bothering about them. The boring hours ended and as soon as it did, I saw Amelia springing out of her seat and out the door. I swear I could have seen smoke from her quick steps.
I headed home quickly as well so that I had more time to make myself refreshed from all those hours of sitting down in class. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• Amelia
"Amelia?" I heard a familiar voice from above. He held out his hand to help me up and I gladly took it.
"Hey Jin oppa...sorry for bumping into you. I should be more careful..." I apologised.
"It's ok Amelia. Are you okay? Are you hurt?" I shook my head.
My eyes were directed towards a red liquid that was slowly covering the surface of the hard pavement ground.
"Jin oppa, you're bleeding!" I exclaimed in horror.
"Really? I didn't even feel anything," he said, giving me a mischievous, reassuring smile.
"We need to aid to your wound. Let's go to the hospital," I gently grabbed his unwounded arm to help him slowly stand up.
"My wound isn't that serious. We can just go to my dorm, it's nearby," I didn't have the chance to say anything before I was being pulled by Jin who led me to the direction of his dorm. Turns out, the BTS dorm and my house was really close by, like about a few stops by bus.
When we stepped in, I found everything so fascinating. The place I had seen through a screen was finally seen before me with my own eyes. Jin headed into his room and told me where to find the first aid kit box. It was kinda hard as their dorm wasn't that tidy. I also prepared a bowl of water and a cloth to clean up the wound. It took some time to finally have his arm wrapped in bandages.
"Eotteohge?(what do we do?) You're an idol and you can't perform because of your injury, and it's all my fault," I was close to tears. What if ARMY comes after me?
"Gwaenchanha(it's ok). I know what you're worried about. I'll recover quick enough so that ARMY won't come chasing after you," he joked.
"Eotteohge.... You're clothes are stained in blood. You looked so pretty before."
Oh no. I forgot about Jun Ho! I checked the time on my phone and what I saw scared the life out of me. It was already 6!
"About that.... I'm supposed to be meeting someone and erm...." I vaguely explained to Jin so that I could be excused.
"Oh... Well, you best be off then. I'll be alright on my own. Just make sure you change before meeting that person. You don't want to freak them out with all that blood," he assured, although I felt a little pain in his voice.
I guiltily bade goodbye and ran back home to change to something else, though it wasn't as presentable as the one I was wearing.
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I ran towards the cafe without any energy spared. I tried my best to catch my breath while entering the cold cafe. All the running had made me a little dizzy but through my blurred vision, I scanned the room and my eyes met a familiar head rested on a table. Oh dear, Jun Ho.....
~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~° Hey people! I'm finally on time with my updates....well one day late but still! Who do you all ship? Amelia×Jun Ho OR Amelia×Jin ~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°
