RageParadise

"Sincheon...Dance studio..." I read the small note Yuri gave me to the cab driver, he then spouted a bunch of Korean I couldn't understand, so I just nodded to avoid the trouble of explaining to him that I am not a native Korean. The studio was surprisingly close because I arrived in exactly 20 minutes. I payed the cab driver with the allowance uncle gave me before he went off to meet with his co-worker. I thanked the nice driver after and made my way to the dance studio's door. The door was made out of glass with "Sincheon Dance Studio" imprinted on it in white cursive. The door was nicely polished so I could see the people inside, and from

im not perfect i know that you think that i talk too much or sometimes i can be a little weird but sometimes i hope that when i catch you looking at me it wasn't just out of curiosity or when our hands brush it wasn't just an accident because i want to do all those things that couples do like getting food together late at night just because you felt like it and letting me stand under your umbrella because i forgot to bring my own but even if i've got it wrong and all you're looking for is a friend that would still be cool because even just your company is perfect.

"Fucking hell.." Karina murmured as she looked at her college application. On the paper was something never wanted to see, writes in big red letters: "FAIL". At that point her life started to fall apart. She studied so hard to be able to take the entrance exam for this goddamn college. She worked her ass off to have enough money to be able to sign up for the exam, but she failed badly. She honestly didn't know their grading criteria was that difficult, but it was her fault she didn't do her research properly, she was more focused on earning enough money and study for the exam. It's not like failing that college will get her nowhere, she alrea

"Makeup, makekup.." Yuri hummed while looking inside a large bright pink handbag that auntie brought in for us. I was watching her in silence, while eating the food uncle bought for me and Yuri. After finding the makeup product that she was looking for in her bag, she turned to me with a smug grin on her face. "I'm gonna make you pretty~" she sang evilly and giggled, I only returned a force smile. After giving me a makeover, Yuri gave me her small hand-mirror to check out how I looked. I didn't look drastically different, but my skin did look lighter and the eyeliner emphasize my round eyes, making it look a little bigger. My lips look more p

Shortly after I arrived in Korea, I got a call from Yuri's foster father, he told me that he will be picking me up so I won't have difficulty finding the right place because my Korean isn't that good. I exit and came out of the actual airport (does this even make sense??), I found him holding a big sign that said my name in Hangul, while waving one hand happily, I wanted to tell him to stop because I find it embarrassing, but he seemed so happy, so I didn't. He lead me to his car and asked me if I wanted to visit Yuri first, and I accepted the offer and we headed straight for the hospital. The street was crowded, with lots of big posters hang

Normal identical twins are often mistaken for each others, that's not the case for me and my older twin. My older sister, Kim Yuri, have everything, the look, the talents, and she's out-going. As for me, Kim Hana, I'm the polar opposite to what she is, I'm anti-social, I look depressed most of the times, and I literally have no talent except the fact that I can remember fictional characters' name pretty well. Yuri moved to Korea about 2 years ago to a foster family, because her dream was to become part of a popular girl group. To be honest, I was jealous of her because she have dreams and is reaching for them. For me, I don't have any big dre