I pulled my shoulder-length hair up into a bun as I waited for a text from Heeyeon. Looking over towards the window, which was half reflective, I tried my best to check if my hair looked good enough. The view of Gangnam-gu was nice to watch as I tried to fix my bun as much as I could. My phone buzzed as I looked down at it.
The text was not from Heeyeon, it was from my mother.
Mochi, are you doing alright down there? Have you met your father yet?
I smiled. My mom never forgot to text me even with a troublemaker like Mingyu as my brother. But her nicknames were a little embarrassing sometimes.
Don't worry, mom. I'm fine. This place reminds me of Tokyo a little
I texted her back. As I smiled at my phone, a notification came from Kakao. I switched over to the app I had only downloaded because of Heeyeon, to see her text.
Hey, Minjae.
I showed your story to my sister and she told me that it was really good.
She wants to see you
My eyes widened as I read the messages over and over again. It was my dream come true. It really was a nice decision to come here after all!
Now that that is cleared out...
I texted, not able to contain my excitement.
You wanna do some Karaoke?
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A Messed Up Dream
RomantizmAe Minjae comes to Seoul to live with her father after having lived with her mother for most of her life. But right as her dreams become reality, the actual reality comes crashing down on her. How can she stand it? Rewrite and prologue of S.O.S., 민재...
