you only live TWICE | twice

1: Encounter

Jae-geun Park:
[Age: 23]
[Birthday: August 15]
[Weight: 63 kg/138 lbs]
[Nickname(s): Li (no one can remember how he got that name, but people still call him that anyway), Jae]
[Character Traits: Tall, slightly broad shoulders, decent jaw line, attractive]
[Personality: Chill, friendly, casual, good with technology, a role model, mature, smart]
[Random Facts: He has a girlfriend named Krystal Yun, he can handle problems pretty well but gets frustrated when nothing makes sense, he is taking a course in business and technology, he likes reading, his favorite food is ramen]

I walk home, tired and hungry. My boss's voice still rings in my ears: "you mess up one more time, boy! One more time is all it takes until I fire you!" And even worse, it wasn't even my fault.

I was finished mopping up the little kids' play area (who puts that in a cafe?) and was about to leave, when I spotted some random kid hiding behind a part of the play structure. He suddenly ran away when I came over, and I saw that there was a big wet puddle in his place. Of course, it didn't take a genius to figure out what it was, but I helped the kid find his parents before I cleaned up his mess. And when I came back to clean it, my boss came over and thought I was slacking. Explaining my story did me absolutely no justice, and he said my lack of work was inexcusable. What lack of work? I had wanted to say. But I can't talk back to my boss. I want to quit, but that's not much of an option because that's the only place that's actually hiring in my area. But at least now I know why: because no one wants to work in an environment where the boss is always complaining about you trying your best. Plus, he's so damn one-sided about everything.

My phone suddenly buzzed in my pocket, scaring the sh*t out of me. I take it out and check who is texting me. It's my girlfriend, Krystal Yun.

kyunnie:
hey babe can u come
hang out l8r?

I personally hate the word 'babe'. There's something about it that just doesn't sit well on my tongue. And that 'l8r' just throws my whole day off. I quickly type my reply.

jawline:
sorry long day at work,
too tired

That's mostly true. But the other reason is that these days, I'm just not feeling our relationship anymore. I'm not sure what it is, but the spark is gone. So even if I do go over, it's going to feel really awkward between us. She texts back.

kyunnie:
aww, ur never around
anymore! I miss u（；＿；）

Honestly, I just want to turn my phone off and sleep. But I manage to squeeze out a little 'miss you too', turn off my phone, and shove it back in my pants pocket.
I notice I'm finally at my apartment. It's been such a long day, that I actually almost forgot I was still walking. I laugh to myself at my stupidity, and go in the building. My plan is to use the elevator, but when I go there, it's out of service.

Typical.

I sigh, and start climbing the stairs. I finally arrive at my door and turn the key. I'm so tired that when I open the door, I think I'm dreaming. I close back the door and rub my eyes.

"It's not real, it's not real, it's not real," I repeat over and over again.

I even check my room number, just to make sure I'm at the right place. An old couple walk by, and I even take the opportunity to see if I'm at the right apartment building. They nod, and continue walking down the hall. I take a deep breath, and open the door again.

It's not a dream.

This is my place, but it's not me inside.
There in my room, are 8 girls. But they're not just any girls.

Those, in my very own living room, are the members of the kpop girl group Twice.

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A/N: This is my very first time writing this kind of story, so please keep me updated if this story is not good. Also, I know that there are actually 9 members of Twice, but it's just part of the plot of the story. Please continue to enjoy the story either way!
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