A Korean K-Pop idol.
An American street rapper.
A story of rags to riches mixed with a burning love - it all seemed impossible, until you met her and your worlds collided.
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Jennie Kim x Male Reader
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Your first week in Korea you felt like you were on another planet. You couldn't read any of the signs or understand what anyone was saying. Thankfully there was Teddy who spoke English, and could show you around and get you acquainted with the company.
The YG building was massive and luxurious, especially compared to your old neighborhood. It had 8 floors, 4 recording studios, 10 dance studios, a high-end cafeteria, a pool, a gym, countless offices and lounges, and a hall of fame with pictures of YG's artists and their awards.
One of the pictures caught your eye: a group of 4 girls that were absolutely gorgeous. "BLACKPINK" it read. You wondered if you would get to meet them.
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Teddy was a lifesaver, but soon he was busy so you were left trying to figure out things on your own. You got to the cafeteria for lunch and were trying to order food, but you couldn't read the menu or even recognize any of the dishes. The lady working there was trying to explain to you but you had no idea what she was saying.
"Hey, need a hand?" you heard a voice say behind you. You turned around to see a pretty Korean girl who spoke English.
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"Please."
"So this one here is the beef ramen, this is the pork belly, and this is the kimchi stew. I'd recommend the stew, that's what I'm having."
"Thank you so much."
You took your food and went to find a table. Everyone else was sitting in groups, but you didn't know anyone so you sat by yourself. You saw the girl about to join one of the groups. She saw you sitting alone and frowned, walking over to you.
"Is it ok if I join you?" she asked with a sweet smile.
"Yeah of course" you said. "I'm so glad to meet someone who speaks English."
Up close she was really pretty. She was a different type of pretty than the girls back home - she was more the cutesy Asian girl type. She looked kind of familiar - could she have been one of artists in the hall of fame? You wanted to ask, but you couldn't find the words to without sounding awkward.
