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Oppa! You’re My Everything 💖
[A Ko-rean Love Story]
💗 Episode Eleven 💗
💋 Hyuna’s POV 💋
{Daegu, South Korea}
10:30AM
After Chaeyoung and I got to school, we met other students talking about Oppa’s concert. We joined in and we all talked, laughed and squealed about it. Then clas-ses began and we all went back to our normal routine of pretending to listen to our teachers.
Final exams were coming up and the teachers were trying to prepare us for it. I just couldn’t wait to finally finish high school, then I would have more time and I would be able to take up longer shifts at the restaurant or better yet, get an even higher paying job. I still haven’t decided if I would go to college or not. I just want to make money and save to buy myself a phone and other stuffs that I nee-d. That, is my major priority now, university can wait.
First period ended and it was time for P.E and sports activities. Gosh! I hate P.E, all the running and jumping around in the name of sports. So exhausting 😫😫
We all moved to our locker room where we keep our sports wears. The boys had their own separate locker room and we girls have ours.
I finished putting on my sports wears then I tied my hair up in a bun to avoid any disturbance.
“C’mon girls! Hurry up! You have 3 minutes left to get out here!” Our gym teacher yelled and we all quic-kened our pace. I gr@bb£d my sports shoes and sat down to put them on. Chaeyoung, who was alre-ady dressed up and re-ady, walked over to where I was and stood glaring at me
“What? Why are you glaring at me?” I asked
“You know why” She sneered
“Umm……Ani(No), I don’t” I argued and she gro-an ed
“You said you would show me something after first period……. and I haven’t seen anything!” She yelled and I chuckled
“Oh, yeah. I totally forgot, Miahneyo (I’m sorry)” I apologized and brou-ght out my backpack from my locker
“Are you re-ady to see it?” I tea-sed
“Ughh, just show me before I die of curiousity” She gro-an ed and I laughed
“Arras-seo (Okay)”
I di-pped my hand in my backpack and carefully brou-ght out the folded shi-t
“Ta-da!” I sang after I had unfolded it. Chaeyoung g@sped and covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes wi-de.
“Omo(Oh My), Hyuna, where and how did you get it?!” She g@sped breathlessly taking the shi-t from my hands
“I met this really nice girl at the restaurant and she gave it to me” I said smiling
“For free? She gave it to you for free?” Chaeyoung asked and I nodded excitedly
“Aigoo! (Gosh!), It’s so beautiful, you’re so lucky” She g@sped running her hands slowly over the shi-t
“That’s not all” I said and she looked up at me
“There’s more?” She g@sped again and I nodded. I took the shi-t from her and turned it around, showing her
“Aaaaaaaaaargh!” She screamed and everyb©dy turned to us, staring at us. I hid the shi-t behind my back
“Nothing to see here, you can all go back to what you were doing” I said to them and they all returned to their business.
I gr@bb£d Chaeyoung who was still in shock and pu-ll-ed her to a more pri-vate corner.
“Hyuna……O……Oppa Ba……ekhyun signed the shi-t” She stammered
“Ne(Yes), but you have to calm down” I whispered
“Omo(Oh My), I can’t believe this. You’re holding a shi-t that was signed by Baekhyun” She whispered back and we held hands and squealed, jumping
“I can’t believe it either, it’s totally mind-b!owing” I sighed dreamily
“Okay girls, your time is up, get out here and do some drills!!” Our gym teacher yelled again and we all scurried out but not before I had carefully placed Oppa’s shi-t in my backpack.
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💝 Baekhyun’s POV 💝
{Seoul, South Korea}
(🕛 The next day 🕛)
I was dreaming and I knew it, but I didn’t care because I was dreaming about home. My home, I was sitting in the living room watching a soccer game with my dad. He was smiling and saying things, he seemed very happy. My younger sister was sitting on the floor close to us, busy with her computer. Then the kitchen door opened and my mum walked in, carrying a tray with plates. She looked young and beautiful, she placed the tray before us and looked at me smiling, her eyes filled with joy.
She turned off the TV and told us to gather round so we could eat and we did. She placed our plates in front of us and just when I was about to put the food in my mouth, my eyes opened.
I sighed and sat up in be-d, ru-bbing my eyes. I looked around, I was definitely not home but I was in a house. My house, the house that was given to me by the agency I was signed to.
The door opened and Sihyeon walked in carrying a tray of food
“Good morning” I greeted yawning and stretching
“Morning, how do you feel today?” She asked handing me the tray
“Much better” I replied digging into the fried eggs
“Do I have any appointments for today?” I asked sipping the coffee
“Ani(No), the agency gave you a free day to rest because the doctor prescribe-d it. So you have the day to yourself” she said and my eyes brightened. I definitely nee-ded the rest. Being a K-pop idol can be very demanding and stressful. My schedules are always ti-ght and sometimes I ba-rely have enough time to sleep.
“That’s great” I said smiling and she nodded
“I’ll be leaving now, I just c@m£ by to make you breakfast. Enjoy your day and call me if you nee-d anything. But remember that tomorrow, it’s back to reality again” She said and I sighed
“Arras-seo, Kumawoyo ( Okay, Thanks)” I nodded and she gave a quic-k smile before walking out.
Well, I might as well enjoy this free day while it lasts cause tomorrow, it’s back to work.
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Oppa! You’re My Everything 💖
[A Ko-rean Love Story]
💓 Episode Twelve 💓
💘 Baekhyun’s POV 💘
{Seoul, South Korea}
🕛2:30PM🕛
Free day, free day, what to do on a free day 😳
After having breakfast I had gone back to be-d and sle-pt for about 2 hours more. Then I lazily dragged myself out of be-d and had my bath. After bathing, I had raided the fridge, gr-abbing anything edible and then moving to the hvge living room where I Netflix and chilled for 3 hours.
I got tired of watching movies so I left the living room, st©pped at the refrigerator again and gr@bb£d a can of soda. I went back to my room and sat down at my computer table. I turned on my computer and pla-yed online games for an hour before I got bored of it too.
I went to the bathroom and showered again, washing the grey dye out of my hair this time. I dried my hair, which was now back to its real colour- black, and trimmed the edges. Normally, it was Sihyeon’s job to take care of my hair and my appearance but I was just doing it to kill time.
After I was satisfied with my hair, I pu-ll-ed on a casual shi-t and sweatp@n-ts and wandered back to living room. I thought of watching movies but I decided against it. There was only one thing I could do that would keep my mind busy and occu-pied. I got up and walked down the wi-de and long hallway. Then I st©pped in front of the music room, I stared at the door for awhile before opening it and walking Inside. I looked around, everything was the same way I had left it the last time I was here. I sighed and walked over to the grand piano that was standing right in the middle of the room.
I sat down before it and began pla-ying a slow melody, I noticed I was a little rusty because I hadn’t pla-yed in a while, but I didn’t st©p, I closed my eyes and allowed my f!ngersto move freely over the keys.
I know I haven’t really told you all a lot about myself. I was born into a middle clas-s family, my dad is a retired English professor and my mum is a doctor. As you can see, I come from a family of intellectual people. Although my dad had wanted me to become a lawyer, I had always known that I wanted to do music for a living. My mum knew it too, cause she said she had noticed that as a toddler, I had loved listening to music and that I only fell asleep when she sang to me.
As soon as I was able to talk, I began singing. Infact my mum had said that I sang more than I talked. My mum, being the smart woman that she is, immediately hired me a music teacher when I was just 7 years. I started learning how to sing and pl@ythe guitar when I was 8 years old. As I grew older, I took up new instruments, from the guitar I learnt how to pl@ythe piano, trumpet, Violin, the harp and even the drums.
So music isn’t just something I do, it’s what I AM.
I pla-yed the last keys and st©pped, opening my eyes. I still wasn’t satisfied or relaxed enough so I stood up and carefully unZi-pped the guitar case and carried the guitar out. I settled down on a couch in the room with the guitar on my l@ps. I pla-yed a few strings to make sure it was still good and not out of tune. Then I started pla-ying, with my eyes closed.
My dad who had wanted me to become a lawyer, later gave up and decided to let me do what I wanted when he saw that I serious about it. Today, he is one of my biggest fans, he attends most of my concerts and br@gs about me to his friends.
My mum even told me that he had gathered his friends at our house on the day I debuted and they had all watched my first music video together. She said my dad never st©pped smiling as he watched and kept on saying to his friends; “That’s my son right there, my own flesh and blood” .
I chuckled and st©pped pla-ying. I really miss my family, I haven’t seen them in 7 months and I miss my mum’s cooking the most 😳😳. I returned the guitar to its case and walked out of the music room. I know that I won’t be here again for a long time to come. I checked my phone for the time, 8:45PM, wow, I had pla-yed from afternoon till night. I yawned loudly as I walked to my room and flopped down on my be-d.
Before 10PM I was alre-ady sound asleep 😴😴
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