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It was 8:00 am when the limo arrived to pick me up from my house and whisk me off to SM TOWN as they call it.
My name is Namja Chang. (But my friends call me Red) Pretty wierd name, right? Well, you see my parents are kinda wierd too. My dad is a Chinese/American and my mum is PURE Korean. And I mean PURE. That's why I have a Korean name but a Chinese surname. Get it? Well, the kids at school sure didn't...they bullied me because of it...and because of my red hair...and because my grades where horrible. Well it's not my fault my dad has red hair,which in turn gave me red hair, right? I mean most people LOVE my blood-red hair, and when i tell them it's natural and not dyed, they get kinda jealous....maybe that's why I was bullied...yeah, maybe that's why...the fact that I was a bad student was my fault, though. I never really liked calculations and I was never good at writing stories. Instead of working I used to run of into the field or the allies in Seoul and dance with all the street dancers and kids I could find. When my parents found out..they weren't very happy...they banned me from going outside for a month. I fell into depression. At just 7 years old and I fell into depression. When my parents finally noticed a week later, they decided to help me, instead of punish me. They asked what I wanted and I simply answered...
"I want to...DANCE!!!!"
That was it. The next day they enrolled me to the best dance school around: The Seoul School Of Arts And Design. That was possibly the best decision they ever made. I've been living my dream ever since then.

Mee-Yon

But, then a couple years later, my parents had a baby girl. They named her, Mee-Yon. That means Beautiful. And tell you what, she deserves that name. My sister really IS beautiful. She has dark eyes and beautiful long red hair...just like mine. But because goddamn kids NEVER seem to change, she got bullied too.
Well, my parents decided to enroll her in the same school as me...well I didn't know why, because my sister can't dance, draw, record, film, or ANYTHING...or so I thought. Right when my parents were about to give up and pick another school for her, they decided to try one last thing : Singing.
And let me tell you, that was probably the 2nd best decision they ever made.
The second she opened her mouth and started singing part of Adele's Roling In The Deep...the teacher's jaw literally FELL to the floor like those LooneyTunes cartoons.They immediately enrolled her, and from that day on, I've been studying Advanced Dance and Choreographhy with my group, and she's been studying Advanced Vocal and Singing. I dream of becoming a Choreographer and she wants to become a Singer.
That's how life's been these couple of years...I've been choreographing and performing to songs for the school with my 6 best friends : Green, Blue, Purple, Yellow , Orange and Pink.

Front Page Of The School's Magazine

Wierd nicknames right? Well, it's not my fault we all have colorful hair!!! And because of that, our group's called the Color Project. We're undinyably the one the school's BEST groups. If not THE BEST, if I say so myself. We've done everything from BIGBANG to SHINee to Beethoven and Mozart. Seriously, whatever you give us, we'll dance to it, film it or record it. Did I say Record? Stupid...we don't RECORD dances!!! But we DO record songs...did I mention they sometimes force us to sing songs for audio ro sometimes to perform live...it's not my fault...it's principal's. She knows that we're studying Choreo, but apparently she wants me to use my voice because it is so beautiful...and it will pull others to school in the advertisments...she seems to have fallen in love with it...well, I don't think it's that special. But everyone else does...even the guys who have been studying Advanced Singing for YEARS, think that my voice is something else...well can't deny the principal, or the people who WANT me to sing, right? So, I've done covers of songs all the way from A-Z. What can I say...they like my voice.
I personally think my voice is a bit TOO deep for my age. I mean, I'm just 17, and I sound like a 20 year old or something...well that's why they like it I guess...anyway, enough about me and MY voice , let's talk about the ACTUAL singer here. My sister. She's just 15, but she has a voice kinda like Adele's and BoA's mixed together. It is beautiful. Seriously, she's won like...60 trophies I think, from national and INTERNATIONAL competitions. International. Seriously, that girl is gonna be something when she grows up. I love her to bits and I sometimes ask her to sing for me when I'm practicing at home, because honestly, I'd rather listen to HER voice than my Ipod's or Laptop's...her voice is as good as it's gonna get...

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Im snapped out of my thought when a tall handsome man in a suit comes out of a limo and stands in front of me. It takes some time for me to realize what is infront of my eyes exactly, and so he clears his deep throat. When I look up, I nearly jump out of my skin. He's so pretty...I mean HANDSOME...that it suprises me. It suprises me so much, that I just sit there and stare at him for like 1-2 minutes...maybe 3...or 5...I lost count...

"The Man"

"Hello. Are you Namja Chang?" he asks in deep, manly, but friendly voice.
"Y-Yes. Hello." I answer while getting up from the steps of the garden. I feel kind of embarassed. But I haven't figured out why yet.
Oh yeah, it's probably the clothes. He's dressed in this expensive-looking violet suit with lace and silk embelishments and black leather shoes...and here am I, in my old black ripped jeans,my favourite black Doc Marten's that reach to my knees and my favorite Bright Red jacket...oh, and of course my 'favorite' EXO Overdose Logo t-shirt, that my sister kindly gave to me.
More like beat the living hell out of me till' I desperately agreed to wear it...under my jacket of course...Isn't it enough that she made me sit in her room for 5-7 hours listening to EXO's songs on repeat and practicing their names over, and over...ISN'T THAT ENOUGH TORTURE!!!??? Apparently not, I also have to wear their rediculous Illuminanti-Maze-Logo-Thing...why? If I didn't love my sister, I wouldn't have even discussed about going instead of her...
Well, I knew there was no other choice..mum won't let her go...because the last time she went to an EXO concert...
She passed out from the excitement and stayed in the hospital for 2 weeks straight. That's when we learned she has a heart problem. She can't handle major excitement because then her blood pressure goes up and she passes out...she would've loved to go, but she knows it's dangerous....that's the only reason why I agreed...I can't stand to see her miserable...
"Hello?" the man asks curiously, while waving his hand in front of my face.
Did I blackout again?? I need to stop doing that.
"Sorry..I was just thinking..." I look at his face some more..I know this guy from somewhere.."have I seen you somewhere before?" I blurt out my thoughts...idiot...
The man just chuckles. His voice is actually pretty nice to hear.
"You might have...I'm Choi Minho, but you can call me Minho." he says will stretching his hannd with a friendly smile.
Choi Minho...I heard that before...I shake his hand limply, smiling,but deep in thought...Who is this guy? I swear I know him!!!
"Bro!!! You forgot you're ba-" at that moment sis ran outside carrying my red backpack...oh yeah, I forgot it in the house- ...Why is she just standing there with her mouth agape???
I follow her gaze and see that she's staring at MInho...why? Did she recognize him?
"Sis? Do you know him?" I asked worriedly...she looks like she's stopped breathing...oh crap..
"It-it-it's...Min-" she doesn't get to finish her sentence, or word rather, because she starts to fall backwards...
"SIS!!!" I dash for her, but MInho was faster than me.
He catches her just before she hits the ground and helps her stand up.
"Hey- What's her name?" He asks calmly.
"M-Mee-Yon...." I answer in COMPLETE shock. Is she ok? Why did she faint? "Get her inside,quickly!!!" I yell at him frantically.
"Mee-Yon...that's a beautiful name..." he says, while staring dreamily and enchantedly into her eyes and at her face. HELLO? MY SISTER HAS PASSED OUT HERE!!!
"DUDE!!!" I scream. "GET HER INSIDE!!!" I scream, furiously. My sister is passed out in his arms,and what does he do? He stares at her face...what is wrong with this guy???
"Oh! Sorry!!!" He bows apologetically and picks her bridal-style and then carries her into the house.
My mum nearly had a heart attack when she saw a complete stranger carrying my fainted sister inside and laying her onto the red couch of the living room. I had to explain that this is the guy who came to pick me up for the competition and that when sis saw him she fainted...I still don't know who he is...judging by the way sis reacted, he must be an idol of some sort...

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"...Are you a..idol???" I ask as we sit in the back seat of the huge black limo on beautiful black leather couches...they match his shoes, I notice...
"Yes, I am...wait, you didn't recongnize me?? I'm Choi Minho...from SHINee...?" He asks, a very puzzeled look on his face. "Are you sure you're an EXO-L??" he asks kind of worried now. He must be wondering if he picked up the wrong person and that i'm actually an assassin sent in to kill him or something...so THAT'S who he was...I knew I recognizes his face from one of my sister's posters...
"...of couRSE!!!" I slightly raise my voice, pretending to be insulted, I am pretending to be a fan after all...I don't really know HOW to be a fan of k-pop groups,so I just do what my sister does...she gets angry if we insult her 'oppas', throws tantrums when my dad doesn't give her enough money to by a new album, and so she comes and eats my soul until i relactantly, give her some of mine...and when I say some I mean ALL. She also cries when she watches music videos...wierd...fan girls are wierd...but I guess I have to pretend to be one from now on....great...
"Then why didn't you recognize me???" he asks suspisiously.
"uh...well..." I start to say..but then my brain freezes...I look around for an excuse... and then i spot his sunglasses on top of his head...perfect.
"...Well, it's not my fault you were wearing those thick dark sunglasses! I could barely see your face...hyung.." I exclaim, while giving him puppy eyes. Hyung? Is that what fangirls say?? I don't know...whatever...
For some reason, he averts his gaze from my eyes really akwardly and with an embarrased face says, "Oh..t-that's ok then..." he's starting to blush...My puppy eyes always work...ever since I can remember...

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The limo stopped in front of a tall, window filled building, that looked like it was made of complete glass. It had a big metal plaque on the front, that read: SM in big metal letters and on the bottom it read in smaller writing, SM. ENTERTAINMENT.

"The Building"
So this is it...we're really here...
NOW, I'm starting to panic. My heart suddenly started beating fast, I start getting clammy hands, and my throat tightens. I wonder, if I have the same heart problem as my sis...I hope not...I probably don't, because I dance and tire my heart out all the time, and i haven't passed out yet.
Yet...it certainly feels as if I will...
Minho gets out of the limo and comes to my side and opens the door. I walk out shakily. I'm nervous. And it must show, because Minho asks worriedly :
"Are you ok, Namja??" He reaches out and steadies me , just in case I fall...just like my sister...this is all for her. Don't dissapoint or embarass her and the family...stay calm, Namja...you can do this...
"Yes, I'm ok, thank you." I answer honestly. After thinking about my sister and family, I feel calmer and more determined...
Come on Red, they're just a bunch of boys they're not gonna eat you or something...calm down...and try to have fun...
I take a deep breath and begin to walk inside the building...but I'm suddenly stooped by Minho.
"Umm? Where are you going??" He asks cheekily.
"...inside? Aren't we going to meet EXO?" I ask completely lost and confused. Aren't we going to meet EXO?? What...I look at Minho with a lost expression.
He starts laughing. What's so funny? I start glaring at him...answer.now...
"..WELL OF COURSE, YOU'RE GOING TO MEET EXO!!!" He says through his laughter...then why are we standing in front of the building..I don't get it...
When he calmed down, he wipes the tears from his eyes and announces " EXO will come and meet you outside like proper gentlemen, and then lead you to your room inside the building..." He bows and then starts getting back inside the limo with a smile. Wait...is he leaving? Is he going to leave alone with them?
"W-Where are you going!??" I frantically scream.
He stops midway inside the limo and turns around to tell me, " Bucheon. I have work to do. They don't call me an Idol for nothing you know...Well, I hope you enjoy your time here, and I'll probably see you around...Goodbye for now...Red.." he gives me one last beautiful smile, and then gets in the limo and drives off, without a second glance....
Ok....all alone...waiting for a bunch of guys I don't know, to come and pick me up...calm down..calm down...can this get ANY worse?
Well, I guess I have to wait... I get my red briefcase and lay it on the street so it acts like a small stool, and then sit on it.

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I wait for approximately 10 minutes..and then I feel a light tap on my shoulder.
I jump, because it literally came out of nowhere.

Chanyeol (?)

When I turn and look up to see who it is, I feel relieved...I think it's... Chanyeol?? Is that his name? Well, I remember sis told me the really tall one with the sticky-out ears and goofy smile is Chanyeol, during our 'EXO Lessons'. Let's see: Really Tall. CHECK. Goofy Smile. CHECK. Sticky-Out Ears. CHECK. Yep, this guy is Chanyeol.
"Hi!! You must be Namja, right?" He asks excitedly,while never losing his smile.
"Y-Yes, I am..and you're Chanyeol...?" I ask, hoping I got his name right.
"Yes!!! I found you!!! You know how I knew it was you?? I recognized your gorgeous red hair from the pics you sent us of you~!!!" He says, while lightly ruffling my hair. Ok, this guy is wierd. He has a EXTREME baby-face, but a voice as deep as mine..if not deeper. " Guys!!! I found him!!!" He screams while running to the glass door and shouting inside.
"Chanyeol!! What are you trying to do man?? Crack the glass or something?? We're not deaf, we could hear all the way from the inside!!" shouted a boy with bleach-blonde hair that was short on both of the sides but long in the middle. It made look like he had a mohawk going vertically across the top of his head, all messy and uncombed. It looked amazing though. He playfully hits Chanyeol on his forehead.

Kai

That's when I realized who that was...that's Kai!!! He's the ONLY member's name whom I know, because I had to follow his choreo. whenever we were tasked with EXO songs...He is a really good dancer....It was kinda hard to follow his steps, but because I was the only one brave enough that volunteered to do him ONCE, I got stuck with him forever...oh well..it's fun learning his gestures and stuff, makes me feel more advanced that I can actually pull HIS dance skills off..
"...HELLO!!!??"
I jump backwards, as I finally realize that he's been in front of my face, trying to get my attention for the last 2..maybe 3 minutes...DAMMIT!! I NEED TO STOP THINKING AND BLACKING OUT ALL THE TIME!!!
"...whew..It's ok, he's alive!!!" He says with relief in his voice, to the other worried members.
"I'm Kai...do you need a glass of water?" He goes to shake my hand, but instead the second he took a good look at my face he holds my right shoulder, in fear I might faceplant on the to the pavement any second.
Do I look that sick?
I don't know what to say...They're all staring at me...
I finally blurt out stupidly, " I'm sorry, I was too distracted by your face..what did you say?", and immediately regret it...
Kai immediately goes from worried, to completely embarrased and red, while everybody falls on the street laughing.
No literally...some of them fell on street and rolled over from laughter. Suho(?) actually started banging his hand on the street while he laughed,and everybody else clapped their hands together.
"SHUT UP!!!" Kai shouts angrily. Poor guy...I know what it feels like to be made fun of...
I reach out to his shoulder, and turn him round , look him right in the eyes and say : " I'm sorry...Let's start from the beginning... Ok? I'm Namja Chang. But please call me Red. It's a pleasure to meet you." I give him my best smile and shake his hand.
He goes a soft pink instead of red and smiles shyly while shaking my hand. "I'm Kim Jongin. But, they call me Kai. Nice to meet you. I hope you enjoy your stay."
"I probably will..." I say jokingly and Kai chuckles. He then fixes his clothes and clears his throat before telling me:
"Well then...Red..Let's go meet the others and get you to your room,ok??" His smile is really pretty...DON'T BLACKOUT!!!
"Yes! I'd love too!!!" I say happily, before my brain wanders off again.
The,now calm,EXO members line up one by one in front of me and introduce themselves.Some of them joke around,some of them bow respectively,others just straight out hug me (Chanyeol) and when I started talking to the Chinese members in their native language they went INSANE!!! They started hugging me, asking me questions and never ONCE spoke to me in Korean. It must be awesome to have another Mandarin speaker with them.I don't blame them . It must be really hard to have to speak your Second instead of your MOTHER language all the time. It must get tiring and HARD.
After Tao was done hugging me, it was time for the last member to introduce themselves...OH NO.
The last member was...
Kris.
Now, I don't know if it's true, but my sis told me that Kris, is ONE COLD GUY. He looks like it. He has a beautiful, and handsome face. He's tall and skinny, and he looks amazing in blonde...but there's just one problem...his EXPRESSION. He doesn't HAVE ONE....and that's the problem. How am I going break the ice with this guy?
Can he even laugh?

Kris

All these thoughts are going through my head, while Kris gets closer and closer, with every step.
Come on...think, think!!! And then it hits me.
Sis told me that her theory of why Kris is grumpy and cold, is because no one speaks English to him.
OF COURSE!!! Kris is Canadian, right? He speaks English! I bet the poor guy has been dieing to hear someone, ANYONE speak English from the day he got here. So that's what I'll do.
"Hello. I'm Wu Yi Fan. But you can call me Kris, it's a pleasure to meet you." he says in a deep expressionless voice, his face not changing one bit.
Here goes nothing...I take a deep breath and answer...
"Hi. I'm, Namja Chang. But my friends call me Red. It's nice to meet you Kris." I say in my all American accent, in complete English.
The second he heard what language I answered in, his expression COMPLETELY changed. HE HAD ONE NOW!!!

First, his eyes went wide, and by the time I was finished he had a mesmerizing smile going from ear to ear on his, now, handsome face. That did the trick. YES!!!
"Y-You...speak ENGLISH!!!??" He answered back in English, with slightly American\Korean tinged accent.
"Yes, I do!!!" I smiled while flailing my hands in the air.
He froze for a second, but then immediately wrapped his arms around me in one of the most heart-felt hugs, I've ever experienced. I could FEEL the happiness coming of his warm body against mine. We stayed like that for a good 2 minutes. Then my bones started to hurt. And when I looked over his shoulder,I realized the other members were staring at us with utter SHOCK written on their faces.
"...Kris...can you please let me go..?" I asked stranly (In Eng).
But instead of letting go, he actually hugged me TIGHTER. At that point I felt the breath being squished out of my lungs.
"Kris...Seriously..." I barley managed to say. How strong is this guy?
When he finally noticed I was turning slightly blue, he let go. I took a deep breath and steadied myself against his chest.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!!! I'm just so happy that I finally get to speak English with someone, other than my parents!!!" He said happily his smile even bigger now...
Whoever the hell said Kris was cold...has MENTAL ISSUES.
"Now, come on let's show you to your room!" he said, while picking my red bags and briefcase up with a smile....with his one arm...his other arm was around my shoulder and was leading me inside the building.
The statue members finally unfroze and starting shouting at us, because they didn't understand a thing we said and they want explanations and blah, bla,bla...
I lost insterest in what they were shouting about, because...i'll admit, I was too busy staring at Kris's face and chatting with him cheerfully (in English) as we went up the stairs to find EXO's Dorm.
I might have more fun than I expected...

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Notes

What would you do, if you had the chance to meet your favorite idols? Would you be calm like Red, or pass out even before you get to the meeting place? xD Hope you enjoyed the first chapter~ There's a lot more to come~ x3
Thank you for reading! <3
Here's some Red for you :


















Oh ma god, I'm actually fangirling over my own character... XD
But come on, HE IS GORGEOUS, am I right? x3