Happy Birthday, Baekhyun! ❤️
City Lights: 1/6
Aaaah! The last one, finally! I really did have to do some research about UN Village (the place) because I ain't someone who lives in Korea to actually see it. Sooo I only wrote the facts I've read.
Enjoy reading! ^^🍓
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"What?"
I raised a brow at my mom. She told me about working as some idol's manager because I've been jobless since the car accident I got into. I was injured of course I'd be jobless!
"You've recovered. It's time to go back to work and to your apartment."
I pressed a palm on my chest and acted like I was hurt. "Are you tired of me that much that you want me out of this house?"
"Y/n," mom sighed. "You have a life. You just need to find it and working for this idol might help you."
I didn't understand what she meant by that. I need to find my life? But I'm alive though.
Later that evening, my parents brought me to my apartment that I couldn't remember was mine. They toured me around for a bit and told me that they just bought it for me maybe that's why I can't remember. But from the way interiors were arranged, it didn't look new. It was like someone had live before.
"So this is the address of where you are going to work for tomorrow." my dad handed me a piece of paper. "We're going now, honey."
"Bye." I waved at them as they walked back to the car and waited for them to drive away before turning back to my apartment.
I swear it isn't newly bought. Mom said earlier that I have to go back to work and into my apartment and now that we've been into my apartment she said it was newly bought? There's something fishy with everything since the accident. It's as fishy as how are we in Korea right now when we were just living peacefully in our country with me studying in one of the most prestigious universities in there. And then suddenly I woke up as an adult and living in an apartment I own and a job as a manager of an idol? Something is not just clicking.
I looked around the place. It was clean but I can feel something familiar as I inhaled the sweet scent coming from the scented candle that mom had lit up earlier before they left.
"You like it? The smell reminds me of you. It's sweet."
My heart started beating in a strange way as soon as I heard that voice of a man. I tilted my head, in hopes to see someone speaking behind me. But none. What was that? Am I hallucinating? Creeped out by that, I ran towards the bedroom and hid myself under the sheets until I fell asleep.
Morning came faster than I thought and since it's my first night in this new place, I didn't have enough sleep. As much as I wanted to just laze around the apartment to familiarize the whole place, I needed to lift myself off the bed and get ready for my alleged work as an idol's manager. How did I get such job?
I had the small piece of paper that my dad had given to me as I went out of my apartment to hail a taxi.
"Uh... At UN Village in Hannam-dong? Does this place exist?" my brows furrowed while reading the address written on the paper. I'm not sure if I heard such place exists since I'm not from Korea, duh?
