Rose Gold *A Johnny Suh Story*

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*Olivia's Point Of View*

Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to Olivia
Happy birthday to you

Today is a very special day for someone in the world, but not me. It's just another in my life to be reminded how much my family wants nothing to do me.

Why?

Well, imagine being the granddaughter of the most powerful lawyers of Korea. So powerful that people try not to make an enemy out of them. However, the number one enemy they have was born twenty one years ago, today.

If you didn't get it, I'm talking about me.

My grandparents wanted pure Korean grandchildren so they can be heir to the throne of the firm. But they didn't get that wish. Instead, they let got an American and Korean baby.

But not just and American! An African American.

When my mom came to America for school, she met a guy and fell in love. Secretly, they got married and tried to produce a child. But before that could happen, my grandparents forced my mother back to Korea and banned her from seeing my father again.

Little did they know that I was already brewing up in my mother's stomach.

So, once I was born, they kept me in Korea until I was five, so I could learn the language, and banished me to America to live with my father.

If you could call him that.

He didn't want to set me up for adoption in case my mom ever came back to see me, but she didn't. So every day, he blamed me saying it was my fault she left and that no one wants me. Not even my family wants me, so how could I ever expect anyone to want me. I should just end it all because that's truly the only option I have.

But he's wrong! Because if anyone doesn't want me, I want me. I have something to prove not only to this world, but to my family. So, since I could, I've worked hard everyday at work to save up some money so that I can go to college. Not just any college!

Seoul University.

It's the school my grandparents forced my mother to transfer too. So I made a pact with myself that I would go there, be the top of my class, and hopefully, get the approval of my grandparents. That's all I want in this lifetime.

In my next life, I want to be wind so I can live carefree.

"I can take next in line."

Yes, I am working on my birthday. The hustle never stops. My "father" isn't going to help me with anything so I have to pay for everything myself. Hopefully, I can get a scholarship and transfer from this community college to a proper university.

There isn't anything wrong with community college, just me being in community college. You know, Grandparents standards. But it's all that I can afford right now.

"Hello. Can I get a medium black roast coffee please?"

"Sure! Any creamer or sugar with that?"

I look up from the computer to see a brown haired Asian boy who looks around six foot standing in front of me. He looks like he can be in his early twenties and very attractive. It looks like something is bothering him but it is above my pay grade to ask.

"No to both."

Really? Wouldn't the bitter taste be too mature? Mostly older men order this to drink. He's too young for a drink like this. This drink will put hairs on his chest. I can't help but chuckle at the thought.

"Excuse me?"

"I'm sorry. I said, would you like any creamer or sugar with that?"

"No, after that."

Did I say something after that? I don't remember saying anything else. Maybe someone around here said something and he thought it was me.

"I didn't say anything."

"Yes, you did. You were talking about my drink choice."

I said all that in my head. Unless I said that all out loud on accident? I'm pretty sure he could just read it on my face because it is sometimes hard to hold back what I'm thinking if I'm confused.

"Oh, it's nothing. I just thought it was an odd choice for someone so young. But everyone has their preferences. Can I get a name for you?"

He looked at me with slight disgust before answering my question.

"It's Johnny and you don't know me."

"Trust me, sir. I'm not trying to get to know you. Your total is $5.76."

Mr. Johnny pulls out his wallet, taking out his card to pay. I glare a hole into his face as he completes the transaction. I don't know who he thinks he is, but being cute doesn't get you anywhere in life. That personality is something serious.

Once he finishes, he shoots me one last glare before walking to the other side of the counter, waiting for his drink. All I can do is roll my eyes and take the next person in line. I don't have the time or the energy to deal with him or his attitude.

But what did I expect? It's my birthday! It's been a curse upon me from day one.

It's okay. I just have to save a little bit more and then I'm out of this place. I hope I never see this man's face again.

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*Johnny's Point Of View*

As if I needed anything else on my plate, the company decides to add extra things for us to do while on this supposed vacation.

We still have to film, go to interviews with people who don't really know who we are or what we do. They just saw that we are trending and wanted ratings.

Someone told me my english is really good. Of course it is! I'm from America! I'm from Chicago, where I am now. But only for a little bit because the trip got shortened due to extra scheduling.

I would like for one week of a solid vacation but I know that won't happen anytime soon.

But, hey, I have one thing that never lets me down.

Coffee.

I decide to walk down the lovely streets of Downtown Chicago to get a little bit of nostalgia but to also buy some of my favorite nectar.

Look! There is a coffee shop right there. I haven't seen this one before. Must be from after I left to go to Korea. It seems pretty popular. So I walk inside, and oh boy!

Isn't she stunning?