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I run through the airport, filled with fans of Big Bang.
I manage to dodge everyone and got into the private waiting area.
"Yah! You shock me!" Daesung put his hand over his heart.
"Noona, what are you doing here?" Seungri hugs me.
"Yah, Jae Eun ssi." Ji Yong stood in front of me
"Oppa—"
"I told you not to come." He cuts me
off.
"My little punk!" Seung Hyun ruffles my head, "she's a punk alright..." Youngbae murmurs.
"I just want to see you guys as soon as possible!" I say excitedly, with a bright smile on my face.
"How are you gonna get out?" Seung Hyun points out to the crowd. "I will find a way, don't worry. I will meet you back at the house!" I wave goodbye to them and rush out.
I'm a singer, I was born in Korea. Jiyong and I grew up together, when I was 18 I got send to America to be with my father.
I was busking on the streets, and slowly I was signed to a company. I have a manager, I have so far made two albums that went double platinum.
I won a grammy recently, I acted in a movie that won an Emmy.
Life has been great, so I decided to fly back to Korea and be with the boys. We have collaborated about a few times over the two years.
I am staying at the boys' house too, I all along always have stay here as my Mom lives in Thailand.
Therefore, I do not have a house in Korea.
My parents are divorced when I was 17, they sold the house away and it was also the day I bid goodbye to the boys.
It was painful for me to part with them, because it felt like we're never gonna meet again.
But through the power of technology, there's skype and everything... We still talk and see each other, but it's not the same.
The boys came over to America once, I showed them Los Angeles and I can't wait to bring them to other places.
Since I am an American singer, my stage name is Chelsea.
The boys call me Jae Eun.
Sometimes they just call me, Eun-nie.
"Are you cooking?" Young bar took his coat out when he walks past me.
"Yeah, you all go rest. I will prepare dinner and wake you up." I told them, "thanks, punk." Seung Hyun smiles.
"Yah," Jiyong stood next to me.
"Be nicer to me," I frown at his as I prepare gimbap.
"I am always nice to you," he mutters. I roll my eyes at him, all he does is tease me.
"Do you want ramyeon?" I ask, "yes." He then went over to the cabinet to prep.
"I will help you cook," he says.
"Ah... Oppa, go rest." I frown at him, "I do not need rest." He claims.
i let out a groan and just let him be, "yah, don't ignore me." He then kick my lightly in the leg.
"You're asking for it!"
"You guys are so noisy." Daesung stood at the kitchen.
"We have thin walls." He reminded us and went to crash on the couch.
