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·Choi Yehan (Siara) (1997)492Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeu6ufXFPsw
-half-Korean-half-Chinese492Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu52VToW0L5
-an introvert, but actually cheerful and talkative among her best friends492Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSlWxopT41Q
-always lack of confidence, but in fact she had the potential to be one of the top trainees492Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDONFnWLkmK
-tries her best in everything she's keen on
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"What do you want to be when you grow up?" I bet many adults have been asking you this question non-stop, but actually it's very hard to achieve what we are willing for since young. Although many of my clssmates have once said to the teacher that they want to be a chef, singer or professional dancer, but guess what? My teacher told us that these jobs lead us to an uncertain future, but in fact we are the ones who define our future instead of the older generations.
As for me, my dream is very simple - to be a K-Pop star, sounds ridiculous, isn't it?
Being a mixed-race of Chinese and Korean, people may think that my parents will accept the traditions from two countries, but this is not the case. Since I was born and currently living in China, they tend to keep the Chinese tradition of "Study hard when you are young then you won't regret". Honestly, I felt that I'm always kept inside a bird cage, separated with freedom. Whenever I see my classmates hanging out after school, fooling around in playgrounds or corridors, having lunch together in the cafeteria, I always suspect that what have I done in these past 15 years, is life really just about 'studying'? I feel alone especially being the only one in the classroom during break time, looking outside the window and let my mind be blanked for the whole hour, it is worse in rainy days, as the grey sky is covered with thick clouds, pouring cats and dogs outside.
Even the sky pities me.
It's even normal that I don't have any close friends at school, as my parents said that having friends is such a waste of time. The only moment I feel relieved is going to the activity room after school, this is the only place that I can really clear my mind from all those cynical from my classmates. I will spend hours of time practicing different genres of dances, and singing loudly inside the room, everything I've learnt from the net about vocal techniques and dancing skills will be used while practicing, because I always want to be ready for a chance to be a professional singer.
No one knows where the heck am I going in such a hurry after school. So what? No one cares about me since day 1.
School isn't a place to feel happy about it, as I've already missed the chance of meeting long-lasting friends and share my feelings to them, nobody will stay with me and support my dreams; even my parents, they don't actually know about my feelings. Whenever my parents asked me about my dream job, I reply them with the modal answer,
"I want to be a doctor so I can take good care of you."
{_-_}
I packed my schoolbag, and rushed into the rooms as usual. After practicing non-stop for hours until I felt that my body doesn't belong to me anymore, I spread out my arms and legs onto the wooden floor with sweat all over my body.
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'Oh no! It's time to go, I can't believe that it's now 7:30 pm already.' I look over my watch while wiping my neck with a towel.
The sky has turned dark, the sliver moon shone over the whole city with great brilliancy, thousands of shining diamonds decorated the bleak sky, as if it's a beautiful drawing painted by a famous artist. I seemed to be enjoying the night sky very much, and she didn't know that I just went pass an office building. The most eye-catching thing was that a poster written 'SM Global Audition 2013' has caught my attention. Only when a torch was pointing at me in the dark did I realise that I has been staring at the poster for almost 5 minutes.
"What are you doing here?" asked the furious guard.
"Oops, I'm sorry!"
After apologizing to the guard, I ran home as if my heart was going to jump out. I even forgot about dinner and went straight into the only plave that can calm my mind down - my bedroom. My heart was still beating very fast when I lied onto my bed with her head facing the wall full of posters of my favourite groups: Girls' Generation and F(X). I always dreamt of meeting them in person one day...
Suddenly something popped out of my mind,
"Maybe I should try one last time?"
I turned to my desk next to the bed and opened the lowest drawer, underneath the pile of worksheets and assignments from school was a notebook which I have been writing all of my own-made songs since last year.
When I flipped over the pages, I was entirely shocked that I had almost wrote 20 songs in two years' time. And on the last page was the music that she had written for the Global Audition last year.
I have already tried twice in this audition, but obviously failed.
It's a shame that I didn't perform this song last year due to lack of practice. I really wanted to try performing this song once more, so I picked up the guitar lying beside my bed and started to play the melody. I was indulged into my world of music, as if I was singing my feelings out to the mother nature while I actually found comfort and peace from the music.
As I finished this piece, I finally made a decision, which can possibly change my life.
"Maybe I should try one last time."
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