Am I Late? ~ Jungkook's Story Pt.2 [ON HOLD]

II

*five years later*

(y/n)'s POV

"HAHAHAHAHA! You've got to be joking! Actually?"

I looked at my roommates Payton, Inyoung, Quinton and Ryan and nodded while holding my stomach because I was laughing too hard. We all rented this apartment with like 3 rooms in downtown Toronto near Queen's University. I shared a room with Inyoung, the boys shared a room while Payton got a room to herself since she was the oldest out of all of us (by month).

I am so happy I met them. When my father had to transfer work from Seoul to Toronto, I was left with a huge barricade; language. English was not my strong point. I was more interested in sciences, especially biology. The first day at Queen's, I couldn't communicate with anyone. Luckily, when I was walking around in the courtyard, I bumped into Inyoung Park. Inyoung is Korean but she was born in Canada. She is one of the people who can look super nice if a bomb dropped nearby and she has to wear a garbage bag. The next person I met was Quinton Adams. Let's be honest, I first thought he was hitting on me when I sat next to him in my biology class but turns out, he just loves flirting with girls. Quinton is a nerd but he has the looks too. All the girls at Queen's swirl around him 24/7. I met Ryan Huang at a badminton tournament. We were paired to be mixed doubles partners but I had never met him nor talked to him. Somehow during that period, we became super close friends. Ryan is super sporty. He plays every sport you can imagine and to top it, he's very good at them. Like Quinton, Ryan is swarmed around many girls and he is usually a playboy. Lastly, Payton Jenkins. I didn't really start off on the right foot with Payton. The first day in the university cafeteria, I accidentally bumped into Payton and spilled my chocolate milk on her shirt. She wasn't too happy about that. After a quite a few ups and downs, we managed to become good friends; now we are inseparable. 

Now, we were in our third year. My dad finally established his own company along with Inyoung's dad and they created a computer company that is now top 10 in the industry. Even so, Inyoung and I detest using our parents' money. Last summer, my dad and mom went back to Korea to visit our family friend but I didn't come along. My last memory in Korea wasn't that memorable...

"I am actually not kidding. I was on the subway home and at Finch Station, two squirrels somehow got in. They were running up and down the corridors. Everyone was screaming. Some teens were laughing."

I shook my head. Ryan always has good subway stories to share with us. I glanced up at the clock and the hands read 10:00 pm. 

"Hey guys, there is movie starting now on Channel 7, wanna watch?"

"AY!" The boys chorused.

"I'll go make some popcorn," Payton said.

"I'll go grab some pillows, sleeping bags, and blankets!" Inyoung said, walking towards each of our rooms.

I turned on the flatscreen TV set and flipped to the channel. The words Slasher appeared on the screen. Looks like we will be in for a scary night. 

The movie ended around 12 but since it was a Friday night and we didn't have anything to do tomorrow, we stayed up until 2:00 am, watching another show. Afterwards, we got too lazy to go to our rooms so we all slept on the living room floor. I didn't mind because we got a new rug and it was super soft and fluffy. We had a debate over who got the couch but Quinton won the argument and got to sleep on it. The next morning, I found Payton's leg on my stomach and somehow Inyoung and Quinton were lying in each other's arms on the floor. I couldn't find Ryan anywhere but as soon as I heard water running in the kitchen, I knew that he was making breakfast for us. I forgot to mention, Ryan is legit the best cook for a guy. He can literally make anything delicious. From simple scrambled eggs to chocolate souffle, he is a cooking legend.

"Morning, lazy," He greeted me handing me a plate of buttered toast and deliciously smelling waffles topped with maple syrup. These past five years, I've learned to adapt to famous Canadian things such as eating poutine, maple syrup, saying eh once in a while, and learning to play hockey and lacrosse from Ryan. My English, as Inyoung says, has improved greatly. I literally sound like a native speaker except for some difficult words, my Korean accent slips. 

"Morning, Ry," I said smiling, hugging him as a way to say thanks for making us breakfast."

"Is anyone else up?"

"Nope, but Inyoung and Quinton ended up on the floor together. It's kind of cute. I always shipped Quinyoung."

"Hey, me too. Plus, Quinyoung was a name I thought of. It sounds Korean too!"

I made a poker-face at Ryan and carried my plate to the bar table. I was about to pick up my fork and dig into my food when my phone rang. Looking longingly at my food, I debated whether to take a bite first and call the person back later or be a nice person and answer them right now. After a much-heated debate in my heard, being the nice person I was, I walked into the living room to grab my phone. I looked at the caller ID and a flood of relief that I had decided to answer instead of eating released within me. What was my dad calling this early in the morning? Okay, it wasn't that early. It was 9:37 am already.

"Annyeong, appa!" I greeted in Korean. 

"Annyeong, (y/n). I have a favour to ask you. Since summer break is almost here for you, would you go to a special business gala for me in Korea next week? You can bring your friends as well. I've contacted a person to pick you guys up."

"Um...ok. Are we staying with halmeoni and hal-abeoji?"

"Ani, you will be staying with the Jeons."

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Hello everyone! I hope you enjoyed this update! This chapter is just (y/n) talking about what has been happening ever since she left Korea five years ago; who she met, what she does, etc. Anyways, remember to vote and comment! Love you all! ~Until next time!