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A complete, Young Adult K-Pop Romance

The Idol Who Became Her World (Zodiac 1)

Why did he have to say "Hello" when it could only ever end with a "Goodbye"? Lucinda Of all the summer dance programs in the world, Lee Minhyuk enrolled in mine. I was in New York; he was from Seoul. I may have only been thirteen, but I'd fallen in love with him from "Hullo". For three years, we had seen each other at a handful of dance programs or written each other a dozen letters. This was the summer I was going to tell him. Sure, there were usually 7,000 miles between us, but I had a plan… Minhyuk My dream was to become a K-Pop idol. I was going to audition with my best friends, join the same agency, and debut together. I'd only gone to New York to get some more dance experience, but I’d met her and I couldn’t help but fall in love. Then I got accepted into Atlantis Entertainment. With my dream of being an idol in my grasp, the only thing I needed to do was let go of the beautiful American girl I loved. At least it was a sure bet she didn't feel the same way about me…

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The Idol Who Became Her World Chapter One

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Luna

 The June before Luna’s Sophomore year

 I fell in love with Lee Minhyuk three days before my thirteenth birthday.

My sister, Scarlett, tells me that it’s impossible to fall in love that young, but she’s only ever loved one thing all her life, and that’s soccer.

My first love was dancing. From age four I had been learning ballet, tap, jazz, street and even a bit of ballroom. Okay, the ballroom and street came later, but I’ve spent most of my life in a leotard. Three days before my thirteenth birthday I started at the New York Dance Academy’s summer dance program. That was where I met him.

Minhyuk had also been accepted, only he had come all the way from Seoul to participate, even though he was only thirteen himself. I’d only travelled from upstate New York for about an hour, but I couldn’t imagine being that far away from my family, especially in a country where I barely spoke the language.

I was short for my age, and he had been too, so naturally, Ms. Patton, our street dance teacher, had been the first to pair us up. He had beautiful brown eyes which reminded me of the dark Cherry wooden floors in my living room back home. I actually think it was the color of his eyes, rather than his smile, which put me at ease.

“Hullo,” he greeted me, softly. His voice had been so quiet, I hadn’t heard him at first. It wasn’t until later I discovered he was really shy at speaking in a language other than his own. “I’m Lee Minhyuk.”

“Hi Lee,” I returned. “I’m Lucinda, but everyone calls me Luna.”

He gave me another smile. “Minhyuk,” he said. “Lee is the family name.”

I tilted my head and frowned. “Then why did you say it first?”

Minhyuk shrugged. “It’s how we do it in Korea.”

I nodded, but in reality, I had no idea where Korea was. Judging from his golden toned skin and oval eyes, I was guessing it was somewhere in China. I didn’t pay any attention in geography, but let me tell you, when I’d discovered the truth of that one, I had been mortified. Thankfully, I never said that aloud!

“Ms. Robbins, Mr. Lee,” Ms Patton called. “I find it quite remarkable that the two of you have learned a routine I have yet to teach you. Would you care to perform it for the class?”

My eyes went wide and I shook my head. “Sorry, Ms. Patton.”

It took nearly three days after that to get Minhyuk to speak again.

When the program had finished that summer, Minhyuk had returned to Seoul but he had promised to write. I’d thought he was giving me a brush off – I was just a temporary friend. Who on earth didn’t have a Facebook account? Or an email address? I’d given him my home address, not expecting anything.

Six weeks later, a letter arrived in the mailbox.

The address was written in English… Some of the letter was written in English. The rest of it? It was all strange shapes and symbols.

The little English there was in the letter apologized for lack of it, and said he was writing in Korean. That made me smile. In the days of the internet, I was willing to bet I was the only one at my school who had a pen pal and wrote regularly. But oh, how I would look forward to the days those letters would arrive.

So, I wrote him back in English and a bunch of hand-drawn emojis. The letters were starting to come a little less frequently now, but he’d explained he had been busy and would tell me all about it when we met.

One more summer academy, as well as one Easter enrollment, and I was learning Korean – Hangeul, as the shapes and symbols were called.

“Dad!” Scarlett hollered, the sound almost a shriek. “I need to go!”

“Scar!” I yelled back, rubbing at my ear. Me and Scarlett were now the same age. I had been born ten months after her (I was the unexpected one) and so we were in the same year at school. But because she spent all her spare time playing soccer, and I was dancing, we had very little in common with each other.

“Bite me, brat,” Scarlett hissed. She ran to the stairs, her running shoes making hideous squeaking noises on the marble floor. “DAD!” she bellowed.

Dad appeared at the top of the stairs, sighing. “Scarlett, how many times do you have to be asked not to shout in the house?”

“I need to get to school!” Scarlett informed him, bobbing side to side, impatiently.

“We still have plenty of time, Scar,” he assured her. It was an important game. The summer signaled the soccer tryouts. The private school we went to was a combination middle school and high school, so all the coaches knew who she was. She had been playing soccer as long as I had been dancing, and when she grew up, she wanted to be a professional. She as good enough: she was going to get on the team, even if she was late.

I was rolling my eyes when Dad caught me. “Where’s your car?” he asked me.

I shrugged. “Late.”

Dad frowned and pulled out his phone, checking the app. Because Scarlett’s game was sooooo important, Mom and Dad were going to that. As a compromise, they were getting me a car service to me into the city.

The New York Dance Academy’s summer program had rolled around and today was enrollment day. I, unlike Scarlett, was able to contain my excitement. Mainly because I was nervous. After just over two years of writing letters to each other, along with the occasional dance academy, I knew I was in love with Minhyuk. And this year I was going to tell him.

“It’s at the gate,” Dad informed me.

“Good, now can you please go get your shoes on?” Scarlett asked him.

Dad shot her a look. “Scarlett,” he said, his tone low and full of warning.

After saying goodbye to my family, including listening to the lectures from my mom and dad about not going far from the academy, and how, under no circumstances was I allowed to use the subway, I was finally in the back of the car. My cases were safely stowed in the trunk, and I was on my way into the city.

We lived about an hour outside of New York, but in the part of the state that sat above New Jersey. In some ways, I was surprised that my parents had let me go by myself. Dad played for the Jets, (although the MetLife Stadium was in New Jersey) and Mom owned a company which managed various athletes, based in Soho. It would have been easier for both of them to live in the city, but because they thought it was safer, we lived in a big house in a gated community, upstate.

When my eldest sister, Amy, had graduated high school and gone to Columbia University, and then Columbia Medical School, my parents had bought an apartment in Harlem. My mom used it occasionally, but they had never been convinced to live in the city, instead letting Amy use it instead of living in the college dorms.

They hadn’t even given me the option of staying there with Amy. I had to be in dorms. But that was okay, because Amy is even more strict than my parents and if I was I the dorms, it would mean I would be able to spend more time with Minhyuk.

The blur of green and brown finally gave way to concrete, a brief blur of bluey-gray as we crossed the Hudson, then the bright lights and colors of the city. I could smell the pretzels at the stand on the corner as driver pulled my case out of the trunk. I grabbed a cheese one, nibbling at it as I waited for my room assignment, then took my case up to the eighteenth floor.

My room was a double. I was sharing with a girl who had been to the previous summer academies with me, but she had yet to arrive. Feeling restless, I headed back downstairs to the lobby, saying hi to the faces I recognized as I crossed the street to the academy.

I had a dance academy I attended upstate, and I had won so many awards that I had boxes storing my ribbons in the attic. The New York Dance Academy was somewhere I was only allowed to attend during vacations when they had special programs running. Much as I had tried to convince my parents to let me transfer here so I could continue dancing after school, they weren’t able to take me here because of their jobs and I wasn’t old enough to do it by myself. I was fifteen!

I loved this academy. It wasn’t Julliard, but a lot of dancers here had gone on to Julliard. I was hoping I could one day too. Unfortunately, they didn’t accept dancers as young as me. I could only hope that the NYDA and my hometown classes and competitions were enough to get me through the auditions in a few years’ time.

In the meantime, NYDA was a great dance school and the studios were recently upgraded. I headed into the basement where the smaller studios were. These were the ones you could practice in, rather than the bigger ones where the classes were held. The one I had chosen had sun streaming in through the high window so I didn’t bother with the lights.

I switched the stereo on, syncing my phone up with it, and selected the latest Taylor Swift track to warm up to. I didn’t know what time Minhyuk would arrive and the nervous energy I had been mocking Scarlett for had been threatening to make an appearance, so I decided to use it productively.

I had previously learned a Shake It Off routine for fun, and I settled into that. I was midway through a high leg brush into a split leap, when I realized I was being watched.

I stopped, thankfully with grace, but felt my face heat up. Lee Minhyuk was standing in the doorway, grinning at me like an idiot. I froze, mild panic setting in. I didn’t dare look in the mirror. I had spent hours that morning with the flat iron, straightening it, wishing it would lie flat naturally like Scarlett’s did. I was sure that wasn’t the case now seeing as how I hadn’t even bothered to pull it back into a ponytail.

My eyes, bright blue, were ringed with eyeliner and I’d found a nice pink lip gloss for my lips, but I knew the lip gloss would have worn off by now, and my face felt warm and damp from the dancing.

“Luna?”

Snapping out of my trance, I darted over to the stereo, killing Taylor Swift and allowing silence to take over the room. “Minhyuk?” I asked, surprised by the person looking at me. Gone was the puppy fat from Minhyuk’s face. It was thinner making his face look longer and somehow older. Or maybe that was just the time that had passed. He still had the heart shaped lips and eyes that disappeared into crescent moons when he smiled.

The smile he gave me made my shyness melt away and I leaped over to him, wrapping my arms around him. “It’s so good to see you,” I squealed at him.

There was some awkward patting on my back, then I stepped back.

“Hi, Moon Princess. How have you been?”

I grinned. “I have been well. How have you been?” I responded, in Korean.

Minhyuk’s eyes disappeared into those crescent moons. “You’ve been practicing your Korean!”

“You’ve been practicing your English!”

We smiled at each other, then suddenly, I felt shy again. I ducked my head, slipping my hands into my pockets for something to do. “I take it you got your room assignment?” I asked. “Do you want to go look for a place to have a drink?”

“I’d much rather look at you,” he grinned, cheekily.

I blushed. “I’ve changed a bit.”

Minhyuk nodded. “I nearly didn’t recognize you.”

“Oh,” I muttered, chewing at my lip, finally turning slightly to check out my appearance in the mirror which adorned one of the walls. Did he still think I was the same uncool kid from last summer?

Minhyuk gave me another bright smile. “Your hair is longer, and you’re taller than me,” he pouted. “But you’re still just as pretty.”

That sent a blush spreading over my cheeks. “Let’s go get a drink,” I suggested. I hurried to put my running shoes back on, aware that he was following close behind me. Despite many long letters between us, I suddenly couldn’t think of anything to say, instead remaining silent as we left the academy.

Outside, the streets had become busier as the evening traffic hit. It was a hot June and every bit of concrete was acting like a radiator. “How are you not bothered by the heat?” I asked, giving Minhyuk a sideways look.

Minhyuk shrugged at me. “I guess I got used to the humidity in Seoul. New York is drier.”

We didn’t go far before we came across a coffee shop. The NYDA was in the eastern part of Upper West Side, just off Broadway. Armed with an iced Americano each, we carried on walking until we were in Central Park, finding a patch of grass to claim in the shade. I sat down beside him, stretching my legs out in front of me, mimicking him.

Minhyuk pulled his sunglasses up to look around. “Central Park is always a lot bigger than I expect it to be,” he told me. “Every time I come here, I have somehow forgotten that.”

“How is your dancing going?” I asked him.

Minhyuk didn’t answer, taking a sip of his coffee. “I’ve been looking forward to dancing with you again,” he said, not quite answering my question.

I set my cup down beside me, running my hands over the grass. My hands were sweaty and it wasn’t because of the heat.

“Are you okay?” he asked me.

I nodded, chewing at my lip. My heart was pounding faster than it had after I had spent four hours dancing. “I need to tell you something,” I admitted.

“Me too,” he muttered. He took in a deep breath, crossing his legs, then lifting himself so he could turn and face me. “You first.”

His deep brown eyes were fixed on mine as he waited patiently. “I like you,” I blurted out.

I’d been rehearsing how to tell him this for months. Not once had that scenario come up.

I winced, closing my eyes. Smooth. It was a lot harder when the person was in front of you rather than your own reflection. I sighed, shaking my head, and then opened my eyes to look at him. “I like you,” I repeated, stronger.

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