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"Default" = spoken in Korean
"Italic" = spoken in English
"Bold" = spoken in Chinese
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"Default" = spoken in Korean"Italic" = spoken in English "Bold" = spoken in Chinese ——————————————

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2019•
Canada, Vancouver

Yoon Taeah shivered, wrapping her arms around herself as the cold breeze hit her skin, fast walking to the nearest korean restaurant.

The ahjumma greeted her warmly, welcoming her with a tight hug and gently telling her off for not wearing more, Taeah reassured her she was fine and the ahjumma tapped her head disapprovingly, "You're literally freezing right now, wear more next time or I'm not letting you in,".

"I will," Taeah smiled sweetly and the ahjumma sighed in defeat, knowing she will probably be this careless again, but of all the customers that came to the restaurant it was undeniable that Taeah was her favourite.

"So the usual?" Taeah nodded at the question, she came here too many times that the ahjumma can memorise her orders like the back of her hand. The restaurant was opened by the ahjumma, her husband and her 18 year old son, looking at the sight of the three having fun as they cooked made her smile unconsciously, she missed home too.

Yoon Taeah is korean as most can judge by her name, but she goes by her English name Angel here in Canada, she was born in Hong Kong and stayed there with her family, but she decided to study abroad due to the stress and here she was, studying in one of the most expensive boarding schools for her last two years of high school.

Her family wasn't exactly perfect but she went along with it, her parents divorced when she was little and things were complicated. Thats why she always longed for a complete and warming family, just like the three inside the kitchen.

"Taeah-ya, here you go, be careful when you leave okay?" the ahjumma said as she handed her her food, Taeah nodded, "I will, see you,".

The ahjumma smiled fondly as Taeah jogged out, humming her favourite song highway to heaven by nct 127. Yoon Taeah had that power, making everyone feel strongly fond of her.

Taeah hummed out soft tunes as she walked back to school, it wasn't very far but the cold weather seemed to have made the ten minute walk more torturing than normal. A few feet away an old woman was struggling to open the door as she was holding bags of groceries that looked too heavy for an elderly, Taeah walked up to her and offered to help with a smile, "Here, I'll help you with that,".

The old woman left out a relieved sigh when the door opened, smiling up at Taeah, "Thank you dear I was having so much trouble,".

"Glad to have helped, is there anything else I could help with?"

"Oh its okay dear I'm okay, thank you,"

Taeah beamed in happiness as she waved goodbye to the old lady, helping others was something she found fun to do, to others it must have looked pretentious but at least she tried, after all a bit of positivity won't hurt.





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On the other side of the road a group of boys nudged each other playfully and talked about random stuff that they found funny, the boy with a black beanie and cute messy bangs hugged the tall boy beside him for warmth, looking around for a decent restaurant they could eat in.

The two spotted the girl with a blue hoodie and skirt that didn't look warm at all helping out an old lady, Johnny only remarked that he would have froze in those skirts but Mark can't help but look at her more times than he wished.

Acts of kindness always attracted him, simple actions in their daily lives are easily forgotten but it actually means more than it looks , maybe that's the reason he gave himself for staring at the girl, not in a creepy way of course, just a glance that lasted longer than it should have.

He was back talking to the boy next to him, Johnny was tall, really tall, so he had to look up at him when they spoke, out of habit Mark always holds onto Johnny's sleeve just in case he crashes into a pole for not focusing.

Taeah shivered again before pulling the hood of her hoodie over her head, keeping her head down as she walked, one of the many habits her mom had told her off for, but she found it comforting and safe, blocking out everyone else. Also there weren't anyone walking on her side of the road the last time she checked, but she was wrong, the group of boys just crossed the road.

Taeah pulled out her hand that was stuffed inside her pocket to check the time, she lifted her wrist closer to her face and squinted to see better, she forgot to wear lenses today so she was basically seeing everything in 240p.

Mark was just as immersed as she was with her watch with Johnny, the later kept his eyes on Mark as they immersed themselves in a conversation about aliens and it was no surprise when Mark crashed into something, or someone.

So much for trusting Johnny Suh with his life.

Taeah rubbed her head in pain, mumbling a small ouch under her breathe, but she was quick to look up and apologise, at the same time Mark looked down, locking gaze with her hazel eyes.

Her eyes were pretty but that wasn't something he should be thinking right now, frantically apologising, "I'm so sorry I didn't mean to crash into you, oh my god are you okay? ".

Taeah was too shocked to say anything, covering her mouth with a hand, tears welling up so fast that she didn't even know she could do that, she was a nervous wreck and she felt so guilty even if it wasn't something that big, "I'm so sorry oh my god, I --I wasn't looking I'm so sorry Mark,".

Mark wasn't quite sure why she was tearing up and had mentally panicked over it until she stuttered out his name, "You know me?Us?".

"Yes I'm a fan," Taeah rubbed her eyes and tried not to well up again in front of her idol, it was difficult though, not when they were right in front of her. Jaehyun in the back poked his head out and  smiled sweetly at her, "Are you Korean?".

Taeah nodded, glancing back and fourth between Mark and the other members, they were all smiling at her and looked amazing with their casual clothes, Mark panicked a bit when she started tearing up again, gently patting her shoulder, just barely touching, "Hey, its okay don't cry,".

Taeyong handed a tissue to her with a smile, she took it gratefully, groaning out supposedly quietly to herself, "Oh my god I can't believe I cried in front of nct, oh god I'm so embarrassing,".

Mark chuckled softly, a sign that told her they all heard it, the others looked amusingly at her making her even more embarrassed. They all reassured her it was okay and offered to take a picture with her, Doyoung was quick to ask, "So who's your bias?".

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