| Fan Fiction |
by Ohri
I kept staring at the picture I had in my hand. It was a picture of me sitting on a piled up quintet of boys. I was probably 6 years old then so all I remembered was me playing with a bunch of boys and PWN-ing. I giggled as I admired the triumphant girl standing on the pile of boys. If it wasn’t for my mom labeling the boys in the picture I’d never had known who each of them were, not like I would know what they look like now. I mean, it was 12 years ago. I knew I lived in Korea for a while before moving to America but I didn’t remember anything. Ok, I think we’ve established that I did NOT remember anything.
Anyway, mom thought it would be a good graduation present for me to send me away to Korea for the summer. So I dragged along my two best buddies JungRi and HyunRa, who still aren’t here yet. I looked around the boarding lounge for my two best friends hoping they didn’t accidentally board a plane to Honolulu or something. I looked down and read my ticket information:
Ms. Song SungMin
New York to Seoul
Bla bla bla….
“SUNGMIN!!” I heard a familiar voice and I looked up to find JungRi running into the lounge with HyunRa in tow.
“Finally!!” I slapped her hard on the arm, “the plane’s almost leaving!”
“Miss, please hurry, the plane will taxi soon.” the flight attendant ushered me through the door and the two followed suit.
I entered the plane and was instantly pushed further behind to economy class I managed to steal some dude’s chicken wing.
“Way to go Mr.Song,” HyunRa said as she reached behind me. “Free seating.” she took a seat next to this old man reading an ancient novel.
“HyunRa, what are you doing?” I asked, “he doesn’t look normal.”
“It’s the closest seat to the exit and I want to be the first one out.” she said as she stuffed her carry-ons into the compartment. JungRi shrugged and went a couple of rows behind where she sat between two French ladies. The only seats I saw were the furthest to the back and I was seated next to the barney on crack.
“Hello,” she said swallowing half a packet of skittles at once.
“Hi,” I replied, god I hate ADD kids.
“I’m sugar high,”
“I think I know,” I slipped my headphones on and blasted my usual devil praising music.
For the past 3 hours this kid just wont stop pulling my arm. You could tell by the lack of movement that I was in a possible coma, leave me alone, kid! She kept making me watch Winnie the Fucking Pooh on her pink iPOD or she would pull my headphones off and started screaming until the stewardess had to calm her down. But she would go back to pulling my hair and other parts of my body. I let this go on for another hour.
“Look!” I said taking her by the arms, “If you don’t stop this right now, so help me god, I will tie you up and lock you up the smallest place I could find on this airplane.” she gave me one wide eyed look and sat quietly.
I went to sleep and was woken again up by the little freak after a while.
“We’re here! We’re here!” she pulled me by my purple streaked locks.
“Let go you little rascal!it's a 14 hour flight, didn't you get any sleep at all!?!”
“We landed!” she screamed,
I looked out the window and she was right it was bright outside. HyunRa and JungRi had been waiting for me at the exit. From there we went through the immigration together.
“Alright girls,” I said “this is it, where in a foreign country.”
“I don’t think we’re in a foreign country,” HyunRa sounded, “our ancestors were from here.”
“Yeah,” JungRi agreed, “ feels like home to me!”
Honestly, I wasn’t really sure about how to react to coming back here. Like I said I didn’t remember much except for the winter. It was pretty and pretty cold. HyunRa and JungRi suddenly got really excited and started pulling me by the arm to the arrivals gates. They started looking around and so did I. I didn’t exactly knew why we were looking around since we didn’t know what or who to look for. Everything was in Hanggul. Everyone were putting up signs written in Korean. I cursed my parents for being too busy to teach me hanggul. How embarrassing is it to be a non-Korean speaking Korean.
“Who exactly are we looking for here?” JungRi asked me.
“Mom said someone is bound to pick me up.” just then I heard a few voices shouting. It took us a while to realize the voice was calling out my name.
We stared around to look for the owners of the voices. They sound like boys. I looked around more eagerly, really hoping they were calling out my name.
“THERE THERE!!!” HyunRa shouted pointing to a group of boys waving a cardboard saying “WELCOME SUNGMIN AND FRIENDS!”
“aww that’s adorable!” JungRi said.
“They look obnoxious,” I scrunched up my face as we walked up to them.
They were all staring at us like we were some country fair prize or something. One of them were holding a live size Doraemon doll, one had spiked up hair a square black rimmed glasses and was a little shorter, on looked like a boy version of the barney on crack that sat beside me, one was smiling shyly under his trucker hat behind the rest and the tallest…whoah.
“Kyopta!” the one with the glasses exclaimed and pinched my cheeks.
“Huh?” I looked at him despite my face being distorted from him pinching.
“You don’t speak hanggul?” he said and a shook my head in reply, “Oh what a shame,” he smiled, “I just said that you looked cute.”
“You’ve grown!” the one with the Doraemon crushed me in a hug and left the doll in my arms.
I laughed and said, “of course, you’re bound to grow after 12 years.”
They took us into a black van and started to talk.
“I can’t believe you still remember us after 12 years!” the one with the glasses said.
“Actually I don’t” I looked down.
“Oh why didn’t you say earlier?” he patted my shoulder, “I’m JiYong, the Doraemon freak is DaeSung, the one with the hat is YoungBae, the kid is Seung Ri and the tallest is Seung Hyun.”
I started to remember them a little bit after being introduced.
“Didn’t I used to call that one little Seung Hyun and the other big Seung Hyun?” they all started to laugh when I asked this.
“I remember that!” DaeSung who was sitting at the back said and started to laugh with JungRi and HyunRa who were sitting on either of his side.
“We just call them Hyung and SeungRi now.” JiYong smiled.
“Is YoungBae still scared of girls?” I looked behind me to where he was sitting next to the window beside SeungRi.
“Want to find out?” SeungRi smirked.
I leaned over my seat really close to him and quietly lifted his hat and said, “Anyong?”
He looked up and screamed. I fell off my seat on to JiYong and laughed very hard. I started to remember how he was always so loud and would suddenly become quiet when I was around.
We reached a tall building and were told to get off and grab our things. But the boys already took hold of it before we could touch it. They took us up and showed us an apartment we were to stay in for the summer which was opposite theirs. The three of us got settled in and rested for a while.