"Bye, mom. I love you." Haneul whispered softly in her mother's ear before letting go of the hug and walking away.Her mother smiled sweetly, wiping the tear that rolled down her cheek.
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The cold breeze of Seoul sent a shiver down Haneul's spine. Her nose immediately turned reddish pink.
It was so cold that every breath she took looked like she was using vape. Shaking the thought away, Haneul continued to walk.
She was able to find her luggage a few minutes later, then proceeded to find her uncle.
Unfortunately, she didn't see him. So she took out her phone to contact him. But a tap on her shoulder stopped her.
"Hi. Are you Park Haneul?" A woman, probably in her early 40s, wearing a casual office attire, greeted Haneul with a smile.
She nodded, not sure if she could trust a stranger.
"Don't worry. Park Jinyoung-nim asked me personally to take you to your dorm." She said, clearing the suspision Haneul had. "He's currently in a meeting so he wasn't able to see you. He send his apologies."
"Oh, that's fine." Haneul said. "Just take me to my dorm, please. I'm quite tired."
The woman nodded. "This way, miss." She said taking atleast one large bag from Haneul.
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Haneul stared in awe outside the tinted car window. Seoul looked a bit different the last time she was there.
Surely, there were a lot more buildings, signs, and stores. People walking here to there, couples sitting lovingly on benches, and kids playing around.
She missed this. She missed her old friends; whom are older than her by years and now are superstars.
After a long ride full of turns and stops, they parked in an underground basement.
"Here we are." The woman, whom Haneul learned to be named Minji, said. "Most trainees and current active idols under JYP stay here."
"Ahh.. is that so." Haneul said as she excited the backseat, walking towards the trunk to pull out her luggage.
Minji helped her carry them to the elevator, where they rode 'till they reached the nth floor.
"This is your floor." Minji stated before walking out first, Haneul quickly following behind.
"And this," Minji stopped in front of a wooden door. "Is your room. You live alone. JYP thought you'd like some peace and quiet."
I smiled before taking the key she held out for me. "Thanks Minji. I really appreciate it."
Minji shook her head. "It's just work." She replied. "Anyways, do you want me to wait for you so we can go to JYPE together or can you find your way there?"
"I can go there on my own, thanks." Haneul said as she started to open her door.
"Then, I'll be off." And with that, Minji was gone.
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Haneul sighed in content as she laid on her bed after an hour of arranging her stuff. It was only 11 in the morning, and she had nothing to do.
With a grunt, she hoisted herself up from her position and grabbed her phone out of her bag. She typed a quick message to her mom saying that she had arrived safely before turning her phone off and walking out of her room.
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《•Freedom•》//▪Kim SeungminFF▪
FanfictionPark Haneul, a Youtuber, though not famous but rather well-known, moved to live with her uncle, Jinyoung Park, JYP for short, during summer break in hopes of getting away from her psycho ex-boyfriend, Zach Reynolds. She gets close with the group St...