Kryber met before during their childhood days in the US but recognised each other again years later at Sm ent . It’s my second training day here at SM building. I’m one of the lucky people who got casted at the SM Global Auditions in L.A. Being away from your home is sickening, I feel like I’ve been thrown away in some unknown planet. “Whatever, Jinri! I command you to get my shoes!” a tiny yet cold voice loomed from behind. I turned my back and saw the owner of the voice. She has this icy stare that could freeze anyone who comes near. Her hair was flowing down like the waves in the ocean. “Excuse me?” The girl must have caught me looking at her strangely. I bowed my head to greet her “Sorry. I just thought you’re familiar. I’m a new trainee here.” She bows back in response while scanning me from head to toe “Oh. You must be Amber right? I’ve heard about you from an oppa. I’m Soojung. Jung Soojung.” That name. Jung Soojung. At the mention of her name, my mind drifted off into space. Having flashbacks of the day I met a certain girl. The day I had my first crush. “Everyone, bow to the princess!” a loud, authoritative voice echoed in the day care center. My mom took me to this place since she had to do something at work. No one wants to take care of me either. My eyes lead me to the girl in a white dress. She doesn’t look American, must be Asian like me. All the kids in the place were bowing at her, as if they were her slaves. She noticed me looking at them with confusion, “HEY YOU! WHY ARE YOU NOT BOWING TO THE PRINCESS!” Is this kid crazy? She looks younger than me though, but not that much. “I’m not playing your games.” I replied bravely. “Besides, a princess should have a prince. But you don’t have one, so don’t call yourself a princess” I said while sticking my tongue out at her. The girl thought for a moment and rushes towards me “Fine, then can you be my prince? Since you’re the only one who dared to oppose me.” her face was just inches away from mine, I felt my heart skip a beat. She’s actually cuter up close. I grabbed her wrist, leading her to the “servants” and says “Okay then but don’t treat them like that. It’s just plain rude” she easily obliged but judging from her actions, I knew it’s out of her will. “What’s your name?” she asked with her signature icy stare. “Yiyun. I’m Chinese. And you are?”. “Jung Soojung. Korean”. We played the whole day and as I get to spend more time with her, the more I understand her attitude. Soojung isn’t cold at all, once she smiles, it gives me warmth. “Hey. Are you listening to me?” Soojung’s voice brought me back to reality. I scratched my head and utter “Sorry, what was it?”. She rolled her eyes, “I said my name is Jung Soojung”. Yes I know, I mentally answered. I took out my hand for a handshake “Amber Liu. Nice to meet you……” she shook it lifelessly “Again” I added. Soojung glared at me, demanding for a quick explanation of what I just said. “Yiyun. My chinese name is Yiyun.” I could see the confused look plastered on her face. She doesn’t seem to remember me. An idea popped out of my head “Oh come on, PRINCESS. Don’t tell me you can’t remember your prince at all?” Now that got her mouth dropping. cr.krystalscenarios
Posted on: Thu, 22 Aug 2013 23:41:14 +0000
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