thirteen

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buckle up cause you all on a long ass ride

"Okay, let's wrap up this class. You're a speedy learner. I'm sure you'll be fine. I don't think vocals are the same as consonants. They're a lot different." The teacher said as he continually put his stuff back into his bag. "Don't forget the alphabet too. I know it's hard at first."

Hanbyul nodded her head, listening to whatever he said, "The Korean alphabet looked all the same, I gotta admit." She chuckled, which made the male teacher giggle as well.

"See you next time Hanbyul. I expect you to study everything I gave you, alright." The little girl quickly bid him goodbye.

The rain poured crazily as she was waiting for one of the Bighit staff to come and get her. Luckily there were no thunders.

Hugging her own body, Hanbyul waited, waited, and waited until an hour later, and there was no one to fetch her. Hanbyul started to shiver due to the clothes. She didn't wear anything thick or what. The weather wasn't helping either. It was raining heavily.

Hanbyul didn't know what to do. The worst thing is that she didn't realize the Bighit staff's phone numbers or even have a phone. The team didn't allow the trainee to have a telephone for specific reasons. 

She sighed loudly as she looked around. There was no sign that rain was going to stop soon. Hanbyul didn't know if this was the right decision, but she tucked her hands into her pockets. Fortunately, she knew how to bighit entertainment, and it was about a kilometer and a half from where she was. After that, Hanbyul took a deep breath before readying herself to walk or run through the pouring rain. She began to run one way, ignoring weird stares from people on the side road or the shops.

Her breath hitched, rain hitting her body crazily as she kept running and running.

As she was running, tears running down her cheeks, she thought she was raining, not rain, since she wore a cap. She chuckled darkly, looking at herself, realizing how pathetic she was. A foreign girl who wants to be a singer in a different country. She was struggling with another seven boys with dreams. They all do these because of their goals.

For anyone, it's maybe nothing but not for her, Hanbyul found her dream, and she's not going to let it go. Even she has to let her childhood memory go just like that. She is pretty sure that everything is fair. She had rough times now, but soon she will have good times.

"No! I can do this!" She yelled as she continued running down the street until the girl saw a small sign in front of the building where she had been living for months.

Hanbyul stepped into the building, and some staff stared at her in disgust. Hanbyul just walked towards the lift, ignoring all the stares. Nothing too surprising. She used to believe that they would treat her the way she treats them, but now, no matter how kind she is toward them, they sometimes ignore her and don't even care about her. It doesn't matter. She's not losing anything from that. All she knows is she will keep treating them how a person should be treated.

Stepping into the lift with another two girls, "Yah, do you heard that there is a girl .. get into that bangtan group; I don't know why she does that .. plus I heard she's a hidden member." One of them said, however, Hanbyul couldn't understand what she said entirely, "Exactly, she's 14 .. is she a sick pervert? Seven boys around her .. omg, even supreme boi left them. I don't think they can debut soon. A bunch of useless kids anyway." They keep talking to each other, and ironically, they don't even realize the one they were badmouthing is in front of them. Hanbyul also didn't understand anything, so she couldn't reply and kept staring at the lift buttons while hugging her shivering body. 

They both laughed loudly, ignoring that Hanbyul was in the same lift as them. "PD Bang keeps saying that we must debut them in whatever it takes. Did he gets paid for this? Even after glam did nasty on him, that old man is still thinking of debuting those boys."

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