My Idol Boyfriend's
3. Cursed Day
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Bilyana Athena Queen, a third-year student at Seoul National University majoring in business management, was running towards her classroom. Today she woke up bad luck, her roommate Jieun had woken her many times but so tired, Yana's body did not respond. It was not Song Jieun's fault that Yana was late, Yana was indeed hard to get up early when she got odd jobs at book printing. Part-time work at the book printing press was a considerable salary, but sucked up almost three-quarters of Yana's energy. Not every day Yana works part-time there, Yana will work on weekends only. So at the beginning of the week, Yana must not be able to wake up so tired.
Fortunately, when Yana entered the class, the lecturer had not yet arrived. If Yana is caught late again, the story can be finished. The scholarship will definitely be revoked, and automatically Yana has to work extra to find money to finance
college and his life in Korea.
Three years ago an 18-year-old girl set foot in Incheon Airport by dragging a pink suitcase. His determination was rounded as his nose breathed in the air of Seoul City for the first time. Yana with her determination left for South Korea to go to college with the savings she had accumulated since she was still Junior High. Starting from her interest in watching Korean dramas to idolizing Rain in the drama Full House, Yana is determined to come and conquer a land full of idols and top artists in Asia.
Now this is where Yana, in the classroom with the lecturer who is explaining the material today. One more year Yana will complete her studies in the land of ginseng. Really Yana did not think she would be able to survive this long with her own income. When Yana expressed her intention to her parents to study in Korea, her parents were only able to give pocket do’a to Yana. The Yana family is family
in simple terms, her father is a factory worker while her mother is a tailor, Yana's parents' income is only enough for daily needs, what else Yana still has three sisters. For school fees his sister sometimes borrow neighbors, especially to finance Yana's college abroad, his parents certainly can not afford. Well capitalize on a little savings and strong determination to leave Yana to South Korea.
“Hah..tired.” Grutu Yana dropped her head on the table. The last course is no longer able to be responded by Yana's brain. His body is very tired.
“Hai want to eat together?” The voice resuscitated Yana, as she turned her head.
“No thanks. I have to go home soon, my magazine editing job is not done yet. The deadline is two days away.I'm so tired.. Taejoon.. I just want to die.” Yana said to her best friend in Park Taejoon's class. Taejoon even though he is a boy, he is the first person who wants to be friends with Yana. Yana's classmates looked at Yana with cynicism when they first entered college, they did not like her presence. I don't know..
“Hai come on. It's only 7 o'clock, after eating straight home appointment. invite Jieun as well.” Persuade Taejoon.
“Take Jieun alone. I have to go home soon.” Yana refuses Taejoon's invitation. Taejoon likes Jieun, but Taejoon is afraid to express his feelings to Yana's roommate. Though if you look around, Taejoon sanngat matches Jieun, but Jieun only considers Taejoon as an ordinary friend.
“Come on Yana, Jieun won't want it if there isn't you.” Taejoon's persuasion turned into a whimper.
“Don't today, next time I want. I'll take Jieun, promise.” Answer Yana. He really can't today. His work piles up at home, in addition to working at a book printing shop during the weekend, Yana is also the editor of a business economics magazine. Although the salary is not much, this job makes Yana like studying business without having to go to college.
Hard table like a premium king size mattress for Yana, her eyes really want to be closed for one minute, but her heart said another. His brain moved his body by itself, his feet walking away from the classroom that had been deserted by the occupants.
The last bus was a few minutes ago. Yana was bemoaning her own fate, why did God give her such a severe ordeal. Though Yana just wants to quickly get home then finish her work and immediately go to sleep.
“Ah shit!” Yana breathed an annoyed breath. “Cursed monday days!” It's in the heart. Yana really hates Mondays, Mondays are the days when she has to get up early and go home at night because of the busy lecture schedule that day.
Because the last bus has passed, inevitably Yana has to walk to go home. Why not take a taxi? Yana's too poor to pay the taxi fare.
His eyes were round staring at the streets of Seoul like he had never slept. She sat for a while at the bus stop. He just kept staring at the huge screen above a building. There is a new album from the rising idol boygroup in Korea, DAMN!. Their flagship song title is ‘sorry’. Almost every street corner in Seoul is plastered with DAMN posters! Which has three members. Their songs are played every day on radio, television, or electronic billboards in the city. Just incredible!
“Their so they, just sell looks can be a lot of money. Whereas I have to squeeze out a night's sweat just enough to pay for college and a meal. Huft.” Go for Yana again. “If being an artist girlfriend how does it feel? Hmmm..” Next lirih.
“It's Yana, self-conscious. People like you will not be glimpsed by anyone. boro-boro so girlfriend artist, have a boyfriend ordinary people is impossible.” Yana said as she got up from her seat.
Yana ran towards the zebra cross which time crossed is only a few seconds away. He spurred on his run when he heard the counting machine flashing, which meant that his time was running out. Yana's gaze was a little blurred as she accelerated her footsteps, her breathing was irregular, the faster she ran the faster she also ran out of breath. The sound of the horn and the look of the car lights made Yana's head swirl, all of a sudden..
Bruckk
Yana's body collapsed, everything went dark.
“Hei wake.. hey..”
Male voice. The voice was faintly heard by Yana, but her consciousness completely disappeared afterwards.
Seriate....
