Part 1

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PART 1

~~~~~Naeun’s POV~~~~~

Another ordinary day here in Daemin High School. The classes haven’t started yet so I’m sitting with my friends talking about our favorite Kpop groups. Yes, I’m a fangirl. And that explains why I don’t like someone or even a crush.

It’s so tiring to look good in front of others. Even though I look really pretty, my oppas can’t even see me so why bother? That’s my life. I look the prettiest during concerts and fan signing events, hoping my oppas would notice me or even just say that I’m pretty. I would really go wild! @____@

I’m on my 11th grade and I don’t even memorize the students from the other classes. Hahaha! But hey! I do well in my studies! I still get high grades even though I’m obsessed with Kpop XD

I was talking with my girl friends when they suddenly shrieked and whispered to each other and getting all excited. It looks like they’re looking at the hallway behind my back.

“Wae? Wae? What happening?” I quickly turned around to know what they’re whispering about and saw a guy passed by but didn’t see his face.

“Why? Who was it? An idol?” They didn’t even tell me! >_<

“Aniyeo. It’s Kim Myungsoo, the guy from the other class.” –my friend Chorong

“From our batch? Who is he? Does he have rumors or something?”

“Yaa! How could you not know Kim Myungsoo?! He’s really popular! He has killer looks! You don’t know?” –Chorong

“Why would I even care? He’s just any other guy.” So what? And if I know who he is? Should I flirt with him then? No thanks.

“Tsss. Wake up! It’s okay to love our oppas, but accept the fact that you can NEVER be with them. So unless you’d wait for them like an idiot, find someone you can reach. Okay?” I glared at her and was about to hit her but the teacher suddenly entered the classroom. Later Chorong. LATEEEERRR >_<

The teacher started talking but I’m not interested. Guess what the subject is? MAAAAAATH! TT_TT

He told us to take out our homeworks. OMOOOOOOO I FORGOT TO DO MINE >____<

He asked us to raise the hands of those who doesn’t have homeworks. Unfortunately, I was one of them. Huhuhu I was busy last night watching the videos of my oppas TT_TT

“Oh, Ms. Son? You don’t have homework? And why? Your drowning yourself with those monkeys again, huh?! See me after dismissal!” WHAAAAT?! I don’t care about people insulting me. But to call my oppas ‘monkeys’???!!! ANDWAAAAEEEE!!! You just look like their butts so don’t call them monkeys!!!!

And that ruined my day. I was down the whole day. I had no energy after that. What would be my punishment?! Please don’t make me clean the toilets!!! Please, anything but the restrooms!!!

Thinking about that lost my appetite. It’s lunchtime and we’re at the cafeteria with my friends but I didn’t buy anything. It makes me wanna vomit when thinking about toilets. EEWWW >_<

“Ya ya. Namjoo-ah, have you seen Myungsoo?” –Chorong

“No I haven’t. I don’t always see him though. And when I do, he’s always alone and he has his earphones plugged. Where is he hiding? Why would he hide his good looks?!” –Namjoo

“I don’t know. Maybe… maybe he’s a ghost! With that black hair almost covering his eyes, he might be a ghost!” -Chorong

“OMO that’s scary! Maybe that’s why Naeun can’t see him. Omo, Chorong-ah, maybe we have a third eye!!” –Namjoo

Then they both shrieked, both having goosebumps and shaking themselves. Tsss so childish XD

“Didn’t you say he’s handsome? Well, a ghost for me is fine as long as he’s handsome. Haha!”

“Yaaa Naeun, you’re so obsessed with handsome guys. Tsk tsk.” –Chorong

I just smiled. Everyone in the Kpop world is handsome and pretty. Someday, SOMEDAY! I will be one of them!!!

It’s really my dream to become an idol. I wanted to experience performing onstage, people cheering for me, people asking for my autograph, and people fangirling and fanboying over me. I want to be an inspiration to others that are just like me. That’s a dream near to impossible. But at least it’s just ‘near’ and not exactly ‘impossible’.

The classes began again and my focus is gone. I’m physically present but mentally absent. I’m just scribbling on my notebook. I’m in my own world now.

TIC TOC. TIC TOC. TIC TOC. TIC TOC. TIC TOC. TIC TOC.

And it’s finally dismissal. Ugggh. I hate punishments! Who loves them, though? Haha XD

I went to the teacher’s office and headed to our Math teacher’s desk.

“Oh, Ms. Son. I thought you already ran away. I have a very nice task to give you.” I just gave him a cold look. Seriously, how can this guy call idols ‘monkeys’? Has he even seen himself in front of a mirror?

“The floor in front of the teacher’s office is reeeeaaally dirty. And I want you to clean it. Simple, right?” I rather feel relieved than angry. At least it’s not the toilets!

“The mops are at the rooftop. Go get it there. You have to move fast!” I answered a cold “Ne.” and then walked away.

Seriously? At the rooftop? Why would they place the mops at the rooftop? Are they stupid? Psssh.

So I started climbing the stairs. UGGGGH. The stairs is my weakness. I can run fast for the first ten steps, and then walk slower than a turtle after that.

I’m about to run out of breath but finally I reached the rooftop. SUCCESS!!!

I opened the door and went directly to the corner beside the door where the mops are located. Ahhh now I know why it’s here. They dried the mops under the sun. Okay, okay. I was wrong about people being stupid. PEACE ^_^v

I was about to go back inside when something caught my eye.

There was someone sitting on the floor at the corner of the rooftop. He’s sleeping and has his headphones on. His head is leaned on the wall. I walked nearer to see him clearly.

OMOOOOOO. HE LOOKS LIKE AN ANGEL~    *___*

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