[mature] She didn't know who she was texting.
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Jae is a twenty-one year old Korean-American university student whose life is just ordinary. Struggling through the confines of cultural differences between her lifestyle and ethnicity, Jae finds her...
After I gathered all my courage to post the video, I didn't dare to look at it. I closed my laptop after tweeting and spent the rest of the day attempting the garden again just to keep myself busy.
I even went as far as walking in the heat to pick up a quality meal from a restaurant. It was delicious. Auntie Miyoung didn't praise me or anything, but I could tell she was grateful from her expression.
The only exception that I allowed was Jungkook.
After a successful FESTA, I couldn't help but check my messages when he started to spam me with screenshots of almost everything in the vlog just to roast and laugh at me. We spent two hours discussing the video over the phone until he was too tried to keep talking.
Jungkook couldn't believe that I managed to edit together a whole twenty-two minute video— but, you could say I was highly motivated.
It's been about 19 hours since the video went up. I am so anxious to check on the video that it is only 4am when I do.
I'm impatient to check on my account, but decide to look at my email first— YouTube has contacted me!
It's a congratulations, but also seems like the beginning of some business deal that my mind is too crazed to think of right now. I click the link of my profile and it sends me to my home page.
Oh my God.
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"No way," I whisper to myself as I check the statistics.
I'm stunned and completely shocked. My vlog is trending #1 in the United States and #2 in South Korea. It has already gathered over 9 million views! I can't catch my breath properly as I scroll through the comments— there are 3 million of them. I've gained almost 2 million subscribers also.
I scramble for my phone; The amount of notifications I have is unreal. I've already made over $72,000 in 19 freaking hours from the advertisement revenue.
My heart is beating uncontrollably as I read the comments.
Overall, I'd say there are positive responses. The lack of Korean feedback makes me uneasy, and also slightly confused. I suppose they may have been drowned out by the mass of English comments getting likes and replies so quickly.
I still can't catch my breath because so much is going on. Even as I'm staring into space in my thoughts, the notifications keep appearing. The tiny numbers spiral out of control— doubling in size: 400, 800, 1600. In a matter of seconds I have almost 50,000 little notification markers pinned to all my applications.
"Yah!" Auntie Miyoung slides open the bedroom door.
I don't jump this time. She abruptly appears too often. Why is she awake at 4am? How did she know I was awake? Maybe she doesn't know what time it is.
