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Summer

The hot and sticky climate that somehow many people look forward to and enjoy.

Since that day I had become a new person, the evil world was shut out, foreign to me.

I moved on from my old self, no more crying, no more feeling sorry for myself.

God I was pathetic.

But that wasn't me anymore.

I had spent countless weeks crying myself to sleep, reading over the messages I never responded to, tempted more and more by each one to just respond.

I liked....loved the attention.

It was sick to think, but they kept me feeling alive, I wasn't just some stupid teenage girl with no friends and no will to do anything with her life. I was y/n, the one that somehow caught the eye of bts.

I was characterized by them, instead of myself.

So, I decided to forget that girl and become someone new.

To become y/n.

And so far, it was going well, the numbers that I used to anticipate popping up on my screen each hour, soon faded away.

I had little doubt that they had stopped, but just in case I made sure each and every one of those numbers were set onto do not disturb...and some...individuals...blocked.

I couldn't say my life was any more interesting than it was before, but maybe that's what I want.

A normal, boring life.

I want to meet a normal boring boy whom I love enough to have a few normal kids with. I want to work a normal job and come home to him and have him ask me "how was your day?" just to answer, "good, just like any other day" with a smile on my face. I want to have a painfully normal life. Not anything extravagant or risky, I want to be content.

My life after the boys was like any other teenagers life, I got into college, I committed to one and I began to get ready to take off for a new journey.

I wanted to get out of this bubble, I wanted to leave this old life behind.

I wanted to leave.

"We do have a sistering school in Korea and Australia, it's usually odd for someone to study abroad so early in their college career so you will need to spend a semester or two in the US and you would need to take Korean as your language if that's what you decide." She looked at me with her icy blue eyes

"And this won't just be a study abroad trip, this will be your permanent place of education, unless something happens and you wish to return to the school in the US"

My guidance councilor's voice rang in my head.

Despite the fact that bts resides there, I had become extremely interested in Korea.

Since I had sort of become friends with them I invested a good amount of time researching and watching videos about the country.

What are the odds I would ever run into them or have any interaction with them anyways.

I had been studying the language ever since.

I have to say, I have an odd tack for picking up languages, not like I suddenly became fluent in Korean, but learning a new language is like meeting a new person.

It takes a while to get to know someone, words are just words until you put meaning into them. Learning just the words and what they mean won't help much in the real world. You need to be able to translate what they mean in certain contexts. Just like you need to learn how people act and proceed when first meeting them, every word, every person, has a different meaning and a different story to tell. All the words in the world and each person could express infinite meanings with those few jumbles of letters and characters.

Granted, if you threw me in the middle of Korea, I would last maybe a day or two.


Late August came around and it was time for me to start "a new chapter" in my life.

Which included me taking a 20 minute subway ride to a local college...what...I'm moving in a few months across the world, might as well spend time at home while I can.

My life was pretty stereotypical from that day on, I went to classes, got a little too intoxicated here and there (I do not condone nor do I encourage underage/excessive drinking), did some stupid things, all in all, I was an average college student.

Average.

So wonderfully average.

And then, came the day to pop my bubble and leave.

I am so sorry for not updating and that this is extremely short :|

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