One Shot to Success (B.A.P)
Chapter 6
***JiHae’s P.O.V***
“Ahhhhhhhh! Dorm sweet dorm,” sighed Youngjae who we found had been ambushed by sasaeng fans and had to make a big detour. Thanks a lot Youngjae. In fact, I’m sincere in this thanks. Know why? The photoshoot director just happened to be the director for the video teaser, but that’s not the worst part. Apparently, he was B.A.P’s official photograph and video director, meaning I will be stuck with him until either one of our contracts are terminated. And so, with Youngjae’s delay, I was able to stay away from Creepy (I shall call him that from now on) for a little while longer.
Just as all of us had finally settled in, Daehyun announced that he was hungry, which was not a surprise for any of us. Surprisingly, he didn’t leave towards the kitchen to start his magic, as he did yesterday evening. Instead, he said ‘Maknae, go cook some food.’ Oh, so because I’m the maknae I have to be the slave, now? I don’t think so. Being as stubborn as I am, I slouched on the sofa crossing my arms on my chest, hopefully delivering the message. He repeated his ‘order’ and I slouched even more on place, and this continued until I was practically lying on the floor and he was sending me daggers with his eyes. None of us really noticed the other members watching us with such interest as if we were a movie and they were the audience, or if we did notice, we just ignored them.
I stood up, fatigued from our constant quarreling, and also because I was hungry as hell. Sadly, what I didn’t tell them was that I could only make sweets and instant food. Sweets were my forte and they were almost always really delicious to the point of having sold out at a bake sale in no time. However, give me vegetables and a knife, and you’d probably find a finger or two in your salad. Being new to this dorm didn’t really help with my extraordinary kitchen-destroying talents. I ended up only picking up 7 bowls of instant ramen, in spite of the fridge and cupboards being full of healthier food.
I set the water to boil in a random pot I found and just waited. I finished pouring the last drop of water inside the cardboard bowls just as Jongup made his appearance in the kitchen. Our conversation was mostly composed of our love for dance, but after we finished talking about that, we suddenly stopped talking like a robot would if the mute button were pressed. Beep, beep, beep!
“Oh, I think that’s the timer. The food must be ready. Can you tell the others that it’s lunch time?” I said while walking towards the counter looking for mits in order to handle the hot bowls. He nodded awkwardly and went out of the room screaming what I had asked him to tell the other members. I cautiously lifted the lid so that the steam could get out of the way and so that I can finally serve them. I started towards the table and laid down all 7 bowls gently and waited for the boys’ arrival. One by one, they marched into the room and sat at the table, looking at their instant ramen with disinterest, yet they took their chopsticks and took a bite. No one complained about the taste which made me think I was on the bright side and that the food didn’t taste so badly. That is, until Daehyun slammed his chopsticks on the table and left. I stood up from my seat and peeped into the still full bowl and neared my chopsticks to my own.
“Is it edible?” I murmured loud enough so that the whole group could hear me. Everyone was still not saying anything and it was a very creepy moment, that is, creepy for me because I was about to try my own ramen, which I haven’t tried yet. As soon as I slurped up my first batch of ramen, I stood up as quickly as possible and ran towards the bathroom as fast as my legs could go. Daehyun was still there, rinsing his mouth with mouthwash when I got in, so I shoved him out and locked the door behind me, taking away the minty substance to rinse away the horrible taste the ramen left in my mouth. How can the others, not counting Daehyun, eat this?!
“Yah, maknae! When I asked you to make food, I didn’t expect ramen, but I let it pass. But making ramen taste horrible… Are you trying to poison us or something?!” Daehyun screamed from the other side of the door. I don’t blame him, I know my cooking skills are under bad, and I think I would’ve done something worse to myself instead of just screaming if I were him. However, I will not allow him to rub it in my face and blame me for trying to kill my own members.
“Yah! You’re the one who told me to make you something to eat, so blame it on yourself for trusting my cooking skills! If you want to eat my cooking, ask for a pastry next time!” I spit back at him, opening the door. I pushed him aside and stormed off towards the table and grabbed every bowl that was now half-empty and emptied them in the sink and garbage. “How can you eat that?! I couldn’t even eat a half-mouthful and you idiots eat almost all of this shit! I consider you tell me next time, because I do not want to be the cause of your trip to the hospital and not debut at all!”
“JiHae, don’t be s-,” started Himchan.
“NO! You listen to me, mister! I will never make you guys food again because of this! You could’ve done just like Daehyun hyung and scream at me or just walk over to the sink and pour out all the ramen, but no! You just continued to eat this and- and- I just don’t want to hurt you guys. I know we’ve only met for one day, except for Himchan hyung and Zelo hyung, but I care for you all and I couldn’t live with myself if I ever hurt you…” Without notice, I just broke down on the floor and fell to my knees, weeping like crazy. It was not often that I cried, but when I do cry, it’s because I’m serious and mean it.
I felt an arm go around me and rub big circles slowly on my back. I couldn’t see who it was from all the tears, but I didn’t really care who it was at that moment. I was just really embarrassed to have made a horrible impression. I don’t know if it was the same person or if it was someone else, but they brought me to my room and left me alone. I ended up sleeping on my bed.
“-ae! -aknae! MAKNAE!” I was shaken back and forth by my mood ruiner, aka Daehyun. “Wake up, lazy. We’re going to be treated to GOOD food by Manager-nim to celebrate your arrival in the group.” Well, something tells me that he still didn’t get over the fact that I can’t even make ramen. I barely caught what he then mumbled as he left the room. “Even though I don’t think it’s a celebration reason, at least there will be food…” Well thanks a lot, jerk. Hmph!
I saw my phone on Zelo’s bedside table and picked it up, only to see around 200 messages from my brother. Messages like ‘Yo yo, yo! You there?’ ‘Why aren’t you answering?’ ‘HEY! Answer your brother!’ ‘You no love me?’ ‘JIJI!!’ ‘I thought you loved me! D’:’ ‘When I get back, I won’t give you any presents!’ ‘JiHae!!’ Aish, that annoyingly overprotective brother of mine is once more spamming my phone with ridiculous messages. I tapped away and sent ‘Hyung, calm down. I was sleeping. I’ve had a hard day, ok? I’m perfectly fine… =.=’. I locked it and found myself a few minutes later under a shirt and pants that were thrown at me by Himchan being all cuddly again. He didn’t say anything and just signaled me to put on the given clothes as he started rummaging in the closet for his own.
Suddenly, he just took of his shirt leaving him half-naked. I mean, it’s not the first time I see a half-naked man, I saw tons of them at the swimming pool and at the beach. However, this was Himchan, apparently changing COMPLETELY, in front of ME, a girl. I started screaming like a crazy person and just kicked him out of the room, not forgetting to shove his shirt back on, not caring if it was well put on or not. I slammed the door and yelled through it: “You better not show me your face until you’re all dressed, you shameless Leech!” Oops, I sort of let his nickname slip out of my mouth. Hehehe!
Well, if you’re wondering what we are doing here and now, we are literally dying of hunger in traffic. On our way to the restaurant, there was apparently a car crash and there was this whole moment when police officers, ambulances and firefighters were coming at the speed of light, while we starve to death on the benches of a car waiting for already an hour and a quarter!
“We’re sorry everyone, but this street is closed for the rest of the evening. Please, one by one, slowly make a U-turn and exit the street. We are terribly sorry for all inconvenience we have caused tonight,” said an officer through a voice amplifier.
“Food… food… Not Maknae’s cooking… Good food...” Those were the words Daehyun was mumbling in his sleep in the backseat of the mini-van. Well, now I know that he even thinks about my horrible cooking in his sleep and that he wholeheartedly despises me.
Around 75 minutes later, we finally arrived at our destination and walked into the restaurant and into our private room. Manager-nim asked me a few questions about if everyone was nice to me and stuff and I decided to not answer that question honestly, mostly because Daehyun was eyeing me like if he were going to kill me in the near-future if I let manager-nim know anything about the past events. However, Youngjae didn’t notice Daehyun’s death glare and spoke up, telling Manager-nim pretty much everything that happened that afternoon, skipping the part where I broke down into tears like a madman.
I felt a vibration in my pocket and took out my phone to find yet another message from MinSeok. ‘Where are you?’ Questions started flowing into my head, like, why does he want to know? Is he stalking me using Han Bin as the camera? What is he up to now?! And so, I answered ‘Why?’, such a simple word that I still wonder why I wrote it. A few seconds after having sent that message, he called me.
“JiHae-ya! Where are you?” was what he asked me. You know, he never even waits for me to say ‘Who is it’ and he never bothers to say ‘Hello’.
“Why would you want to know?”
“Because I’m your older brother..?”
“That’s not a good enough reason. Tell me,” I said harshly in order to make him spit out the truth. Don’t get me wrong, I love my brother, but he is not as manly as he looks until something bad happens to me.
“I want to know that you are safe, you know, uh, that’s what big brothers do?” That sounded more like a question than an affirmation, but I let it slide, not wanting to get into another one of our weird fights in public infront of my new bandmates.
“I’m at a restaurant,” I answered plainly.
“Which one?” Man, why does he ask so many questions? If I didn’t know better, I’d say he were stalking me! Well, knowing he wouldn’t hang up until I answered which one, I told him and he hung up immediately, without saying ‘Bye’. Sigh.
“Who was that?” asked Yongguk. Should I answer the truth? Or should I make something up? Nah, I’ll tell the truth, he’s a nice person, and I doubt lying will be of any help for anything.
“My brother wanted to know where I was, but I don’t know how him knowing where I am is of any use to him who is in Canada…”
And so, the rest of dinner went by quickly, even though we were far from finishing. The food we were eating was way better that any food I’ve had in the past few weeks, which was mainly takeout or instant food from the department store. In fact, the food was so good that we were all still eating like pigs after 20 minutes. That is, until we heard a few people saying something that none of us could make out until the voices came closer. Stuff like ‘But sir...’ and ‘busy… told us not to bother...’ and ‘WHAT IS SHE DOING THERE!’. Wait a second… Is it just me or did I just hear my brothers voice? Just then, the door slammed open and all of us turned around to find a freaked out and sweaty MinSeok… All eyes were on him. The young woman who was next to him whispered what was clear to us ‘You see sir? There is no girl here...’ Well, at least, that is what everyone here thinks other than me and my brother. Speaking of which…
“YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE IN CANADA, YOU DOOFUS! GO BACK TO WHERE YOU CAME FROM!” I yelled as I stood up and walked up to him with closed fists. You cannot imagine how happy I was to see him, but letting him say that I was a girl to others was not acceptable. I had to remain a boy as long as possible. Everyone was still at the table behind me, watching me with eyes as big as bowling balls. I, however, ignored their stares and grabbed his collar with one of my fists and pulled him closer to my face. “I’m a boy, remember that and don’t blow my cover!” i said in between gritted teeth to him and let go and sat back at the table, wiping my hand on my shirt from touching a sweaty person.
“JiHae-ya… Could you please explain who this is?” asked the manager. Great, he just had to come and I just had to get mad at him…
“This is my older brother, MinSeok hyung. But I’m still wondering what he’s doing here, since he is supposed to be back in Canada studying.
“Ah, I see… And that’s why you went up to him and grabbed his collar? Not only can’t he cook, he’s also impolite to his hyungs… Not really a surprise seeing how he’s treating me,” Daehyun murmured. Nevertheless, my hyung heard him and he had to say what was on his mind, as usual…
“Insult my sister and you’ll regret it. I’ll let you off the hook because you’re her friend… But just for today!” I widened my eyes at what he said and whipped my head at him. I made various signs to him that he was in deep trouble. I swear, I was so red of anger that you could mistaken me for a tomato. I threw various discreet death glares for him to not utter a word more.
“Sister?” asked Jongup cautiously, glancing at me as he said that. He is so going to get it when we’re alone. Quick JiHae, think of a lie! Think of a good, credible lie!
“Yeah, MinSeok hyung sometimes says that I would look like a girl back in Canada compared to the guys over there and would often call me his sister to make fun of me. Right, hyung?” I turned my head slowly and glared once more, signaling him to just go with what I was saying. He nodded and Yongguk invited him to sit next to me. “So, hyung, why are you in South Korea, instead of studying?”
“Well, I got a 5 month break from school because of a certain problem they won’t tell us, so I thought of visiting you in this time. Perfect timing, right? Now, I can be with my perfect and amazing BROTHER whom I care for a lot!” Yes, of course, I just NEEDED a second Leech to stick to me everywhere I go… These two leeches are sucking away my soul real slowly and I hope I will survive. Wish me luck, because I doubt I will live long this way.
“Ahhhhhhhh! Dorm sweet dorm,” sighed Youngjae who we found had been ambushed by sasaeng fans and had to make a big detour. Thanks a lot Youngjae. In fact, I’m sincere in this thanks. Know why? The photoshoot director just happened to be the director for the video teaser, but that’s not the worst part. Apparently, he was B.A.P’s official photograph and video director, meaning I will be stuck with him until either one of our contracts are terminated. And so, with Youngjae’s delay, I was able to stay away from Creepy (I shall call him that from now on) for a little while longer.
Just as all of us had finally settled in, Daehyun announced that he was hungry, which was not a surprise for any of us. Surprisingly, he didn’t leave towards the kitchen to start his magic, as he did yesterday evening. Instead, he said ‘Maknae, go cook some food.’ Oh, so because I’m the maknae I have to be the slave, now? I don’t think so. Being as stubborn as I am, I slouched on the sofa crossing my arms on my chest, hopefully delivering the message. He repeated his ‘order’ and I slouched even more on place, and this continued until I was practically lying on the floor and he was sending me daggers with his eyes. None of us really noticed the other members watching us with such interest as if we were a movie and they were the audience, or if we did notice, we just ignored them.
I stood up, fatigued from our constant quarreling, and also because I was hungry as hell. Sadly, what I didn’t tell them was that I could only make sweets and instant food. Sweets were my forte and they were almost always really delicious to the point of having sold out at a bake sale in no time. However, give me vegetables and a knife, and you’d probably find a finger or two in your salad. Being new to this dorm didn’t really help with my extraordinary kitchen-destroying talents. I ended up only picking up 7 bowls of instant ramen, in spite of the fridge and cupboards being full of healthier food.
I set the water to boil in a random pot I found and just waited. I finished pouring the last drop of water inside the cardboard bowls just as Jongup made his appearance in the kitchen. Our conversation was mostly composed of our love for dance, but after we finished talking about that, we suddenly stopped talking like a robot would if the mute button were pressed. Beep, beep, beep!
“Oh, I think that’s the timer. The food must be ready. Can you tell the others that it’s lunch time?” I said while walking towards the counter looking for mits in order to handle the hot bowls. He nodded awkwardly and went out of the room screaming what I had asked him to tell the other members. I cautiously lifted the lid so that the steam could get out of the way and so that I can finally serve them. I started towards the table and laid down all 7 bowls gently and waited for the boys’ arrival. One by one, they marched into the room and sat at the table, looking at their instant ramen with disinterest, yet they took their chopsticks and took a bite. No one complained about the taste which made me think I was on the bright side and that the food didn’t taste so badly. That is, until Daehyun slammed his chopsticks on the table and left. I stood up from my seat and peeped into the still full bowl and neared my chopsticks to my own.
“Is it edible?” I murmured loud enough so that the whole group could hear me. Everyone was still not saying anything and it was a very creepy moment, that is, creepy for me because I was about to try my own ramen, which I haven’t tried yet. As soon as I slurped up my first batch of ramen, I stood up as quickly as possible and ran towards the bathroom as fast as my legs could go. Daehyun was still there, rinsing his mouth with mouthwash when I got in, so I shoved him out and locked the door behind me, taking away the minty substance to rinse away the horrible taste the ramen left in my mouth. How can the others, not counting Daehyun, eat this?!
“Yah, maknae! When I asked you to make food, I didn’t expect ramen, but I let it pass. But making ramen taste horrible… Are you trying to poison us or something?!” Daehyun screamed from the other side of the door. I don’t blame him, I know my cooking skills are under bad, and I think I would’ve done something worse to myself instead of just screaming if I were him. However, I will not allow him to rub it in my face and blame me for trying to kill my own members.
“Yah! You’re the one who told me to make you something to eat, so blame it on yourself for trusting my cooking skills! If you want to eat my cooking, ask for a pastry next time!” I spit back at him, opening the door. I pushed him aside and stormed off towards the table and grabbed every bowl that was now half-empty and emptied them in the sink and garbage. “How can you eat that?! I couldn’t even eat a half-mouthful and you idiots eat almost all of this shit! I consider you tell me next time, because I do not want to be the cause of your trip to the hospital and not debut at all!”
“JiHae, don’t be s-,” started Himchan.
“NO! You listen to me, mister! I will never make you guys food again because of this! You could’ve done just like Daehyun hyung and scream at me or just walk over to the sink and pour out all the ramen, but no! You just continued to eat this and- and- I just don’t want to hurt you guys. I know we’ve only met for one day, except for Himchan hyung and Zelo hyung, but I care for you all and I couldn’t live with myself if I ever hurt you…” Without notice, I just broke down on the floor and fell to my knees, weeping like crazy. It was not often that I cried, but when I do cry, it’s because I’m serious and mean it.
I felt an arm go around me and rub big circles slowly on my back. I couldn’t see who it was from all the tears, but I didn’t really care who it was at that moment. I was just really embarrassed to have made a horrible impression. I don’t know if it was the same person or if it was someone else, but they brought me to my room and left me alone. I ended up sleeping on my bed.
“-ae! -aknae! MAKNAE!” I was shaken back and forth by my mood ruiner, aka Daehyun. “Wake up, lazy. We’re going to be treated to GOOD food by Manager-nim to celebrate your arrival in the group.” Well, something tells me that he still didn’t get over the fact that I can’t even make ramen. I barely caught what he then mumbled as he left the room. “Even though I don’t think it’s a celebration reason, at least there will be food…” Well thanks a lot, jerk. Hmph!
I saw my phone on Zelo’s bedside table and picked it up, only to see around 200 messages from my brother. Messages like ‘Yo yo, yo! You there?’ ‘Why aren’t you answering?’ ‘HEY! Answer your brother!’ ‘You no love me?’ ‘JIJI!!’ ‘I thought you loved me! D’:’ ‘When I get back, I won’t give you any presents!’ ‘JiHae!!’ Aish, that annoyingly overprotective brother of mine is once more spamming my phone with ridiculous messages. I tapped away and sent ‘Hyung, calm down. I was sleeping. I’ve had a hard day, ok? I’m perfectly fine… =.=’. I locked it and found myself a few minutes later under a shirt and pants that were thrown at me by Himchan being all cuddly again. He didn’t say anything and just signaled me to put on the given clothes as he started rummaging in the closet for his own.
Suddenly, he just took of his shirt leaving him half-naked. I mean, it’s not the first time I see a half-naked man, I saw tons of them at the swimming pool and at the beach. However, this was Himchan, apparently changing COMPLETELY, in front of ME, a girl. I started screaming like a crazy person and just kicked him out of the room, not forgetting to shove his shirt back on, not caring if it was well put on or not. I slammed the door and yelled through it: “You better not show me your face until you’re all dressed, you shameless Leech!” Oops, I sort of let his nickname slip out of my mouth. Hehehe!
Well, if you’re wondering what we are doing here and now, we are literally dying of hunger in traffic. On our way to the restaurant, there was apparently a car crash and there was this whole moment when police officers, ambulances and firefighters were coming at the speed of light, while we starve to death on the benches of a car waiting for already an hour and a quarter!
“We’re sorry everyone, but this street is closed for the rest of the evening. Please, one by one, slowly make a U-turn and exit the street. We are terribly sorry for all inconvenience we have caused tonight,” said an officer through a voice amplifier.
“Food… food… Not Maknae’s cooking… Good food...” Those were the words Daehyun was mumbling in his sleep in the backseat of the mini-van. Well, now I know that he even thinks about my horrible cooking in his sleep and that he wholeheartedly despises me.
Around 75 minutes later, we finally arrived at our destination and walked into the restaurant and into our private room. Manager-nim asked me a few questions about if everyone was nice to me and stuff and I decided to not answer that question honestly, mostly because Daehyun was eyeing me like if he were going to kill me in the near-future if I let manager-nim know anything about the past events. However, Youngjae didn’t notice Daehyun’s death glare and spoke up, telling Manager-nim pretty much everything that happened that afternoon, skipping the part where I broke down into tears like a madman.
I felt a vibration in my pocket and took out my phone to find yet another message from MinSeok. ‘Where are you?’ Questions started flowing into my head, like, why does he want to know? Is he stalking me using Han Bin as the camera? What is he up to now?! And so, I answered ‘Why?’, such a simple word that I still wonder why I wrote it. A few seconds after having sent that message, he called me.
“JiHae-ya! Where are you?” was what he asked me. You know, he never even waits for me to say ‘Who is it’ and he never bothers to say ‘Hello’.
“Why would you want to know?”
“Because I’m your older brother..?”
“That’s not a good enough reason. Tell me,” I said harshly in order to make him spit out the truth. Don’t get me wrong, I love my brother, but he is not as manly as he looks until something bad happens to me.
“I want to know that you are safe, you know, uh, that’s what big brothers do?” That sounded more like a question than an affirmation, but I let it slide, not wanting to get into another one of our weird fights in public infront of my new bandmates.
“I’m at a restaurant,” I answered plainly.
“Which one?” Man, why does he ask so many questions? If I didn’t know better, I’d say he were stalking me! Well, knowing he wouldn’t hang up until I answered which one, I told him and he hung up immediately, without saying ‘Bye’. Sigh.
“Who was that?” asked Yongguk. Should I answer the truth? Or should I make something up? Nah, I’ll tell the truth, he’s a nice person, and I doubt lying will be of any help for anything.
“My brother wanted to know where I was, but I don’t know how him knowing where I am is of any use to him who is in Canada…”
And so, the rest of dinner went by quickly, even though we were far from finishing. The food we were eating was way better that any food I’ve had in the past few weeks, which was mainly takeout or instant food from the department store. In fact, the food was so good that we were all still eating like pigs after 20 minutes. That is, until we heard a few people saying something that none of us could make out until the voices came closer. Stuff like ‘But sir...’ and ‘busy… told us not to bother...’ and ‘WHAT IS SHE DOING THERE!’. Wait a second… Is it just me or did I just hear my brothers voice? Just then, the door slammed open and all of us turned around to find a freaked out and sweaty MinSeok… All eyes were on him. The young woman who was next to him whispered what was clear to us ‘You see sir? There is no girl here...’ Well, at least, that is what everyone here thinks other than me and my brother. Speaking of which…
“YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE IN CANADA, YOU DOOFUS! GO BACK TO WHERE YOU CAME FROM!” I yelled as I stood up and walked up to him with closed fists. You cannot imagine how happy I was to see him, but letting him say that I was a girl to others was not acceptable. I had to remain a boy as long as possible. Everyone was still at the table behind me, watching me with eyes as big as bowling balls. I, however, ignored their stares and grabbed his collar with one of my fists and pulled him closer to my face. “I’m a boy, remember that and don’t blow my cover!” i said in between gritted teeth to him and let go and sat back at the table, wiping my hand on my shirt from touching a sweaty person.
“JiHae-ya… Could you please explain who this is?” asked the manager. Great, he just had to come and I just had to get mad at him…
“This is my older brother, MinSeok hyung. But I’m still wondering what he’s doing here, since he is supposed to be back in Canada studying.
“Ah, I see… And that’s why you went up to him and grabbed his collar? Not only can’t he cook, he’s also impolite to his hyungs… Not really a surprise seeing how he’s treating me,” Daehyun murmured. Nevertheless, my hyung heard him and he had to say what was on his mind, as usual…
“Insult my sister and you’ll regret it. I’ll let you off the hook because you’re her friend… But just for today!” I widened my eyes at what he said and whipped my head at him. I made various signs to him that he was in deep trouble. I swear, I was so red of anger that you could mistaken me for a tomato. I threw various discreet death glares for him to not utter a word more.
“Sister?” asked Jongup cautiously, glancing at me as he said that. He is so going to get it when we’re alone. Quick JiHae, think of a lie! Think of a good, credible lie!
“Yeah, MinSeok hyung sometimes says that I would look like a girl back in Canada compared to the guys over there and would often call me his sister to make fun of me. Right, hyung?” I turned my head slowly and glared once more, signaling him to just go with what I was saying. He nodded and Yongguk invited him to sit next to me. “So, hyung, why are you in South Korea, instead of studying?”
“Well, I got a 5 month break from school because of a certain problem they won’t tell us, so I thought of visiting you in this time. Perfect timing, right? Now, I can be with my perfect and amazing BROTHER whom I care for a lot!” Yes, of course, I just NEEDED a second Leech to stick to me everywhere I go… These two leeches are sucking away my soul real slowly and I hope I will survive. Wish me luck, because I doubt I will live long this way.
Notes
Is it just me or is my humor fading away with my age? Well, sorry it took so long for the update to finally appear, and I won't make any promises for a fast update, because I have to study super hard for the end of year exams (the studying has become more intense...) That's what happens when I go to a school that offers IB... Sigh... Anyway, I hope you're not getting bored, and I hope you could tell me in the comments what to make better and what is good as it is. Also, what you would like to see or something like that. Thanks for reading and see you soon!! <3Author-nim!
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I usually keep plugging on this method of chapter installments, then when it's all done, I then go back and rewrite it and post it to another site. And vice versa. Like a rough draft & final draft. But do what your heart tells you to.
8/20/15