Chapter 1
Samantha was a simple girl, from the suburbs of California, rotting inside every time she thought about the world outside. What a cruel fate, that her dreams were never truly meant to be reached.
Minji was a famous performer, a human ruling the world around with his talent and a broken smile. He got everything someone could possibly desire, except a love to bloom inside his chest.
Every day of their pitiful lives, Samantha and Minji dreamed about the unreachable, from opposite corners of this world.
Her dreaming of a piece of help, something or someone to get her out that black hole she was living in and bringing her to the shining lights.
Him dreaming about the life that he never got to live, the smile that would mean he's truly existing, not for the others or his career but for himself.
But, what happens when life decides to bring two broken souls like theirs together, only for a final, cruel decision.
Would they fall for the trap love is or would they break every piece of each other with bare hands?
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*Sam's POV*
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Life was never something I truly embraced. At least not the life I was living. Coming from a poor family, living in a one-bedroom apartment, barely able to cover the rent from one month to the next, there was nothing much left for me.
But, that was life in my 20s, living apart from the outside world, in this never ending cycle. Things around here were always the same. Same job at Wendy's, as a waitress, spending most of my time working rather than living. Same lunch break spent alone in a corner, cause I was too quiet and different to ever have someone interested enough to talk to me.
But, despite everything around me, a flicker of light kept blooming inside my chest, like a spring flower, standing out between the pain and grief I was feeling for myself.
Call it hope if you want, but that was what had me surviving since I was a kid.
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It was barely 7 in the morning when I caught my phone buzzing on the nightstand near my bed, scaring the hell out of me.
My eyes were still half closed, too heavy with sleep to get a proper look.
Usually, I would just ignore whatever that would be until I could properly wake up. But, that buzz of my phone, those exact 2 seconds of noise went straight to my soul for some reason.
It felt different, like a cold shower after a whole day spent outside in summer heat.
I just reached for my phone, using the other hand to rub my eyes, in a small attempt to clear my vision.
As I did so, my eyes landed on the notification popping on the screen. One unopened email, laying there like a string of fate I wasn't even aware of.
My heart skipped the smallest beat, mind drifting just for a second to a stupid possibility.
Few days earlier I saw an ad on my social media. A Korean company recruiting new talents, that's what the ad was pointing out.
So, as every excited girl out here would do, I filled an applying document and attached some of my old videos when I used to do karaoke on my favorite songs and all sort of things related to singing.
It might seem stupid but, for someone like me, who always dreamt of being heard, reaching out to people through her own voice and soul, was the only hope I could hold onto.
Obviously, a part of my mind couldn't help but drag me constantly down. It was a pointless hope, wasn't it? Why would I be selected among all those people that were probably competing? I wasn't even that pretty or talented, compared to what I've seen so far in Korean industry.
As my vision got clearer, all I could do was to take a deep breath, letting my fingers hover over the screen as a single question struck my mind like lightning. If that email was fate reaching back to me, would that be the string I have to pull for my salvation? Would that be the beginning of a dream or just the tip of a nightmare?
