Poison of Korean Entertainment

On the noisy streets of Seoul, pedestrians pass by in a hurry, and the continuous flow of the road brings a trace of prosperity to the city.

The little girl's unique chirping voice came from the quiet coffee shop, "Ah! Jingxuan! Are you listening to me?" The prosperity is transferred to the girl on the opposite side,

"Yaying, we've been sitting here for more than three hours, it's almost 3 o'clock, I should go home."

"Jingxuan, wait a little longer, that boy will definitely come, he will perform hip-hop here every time." Yaying clasped her hands together and begged,

"Then..." Jing Xuan bit her lower lip, "Then wait another 20 minutes, I'll be leaving at 8 o'clock, or my mother will scold me."

"Okay, okay, Jingxuan, you are the best, I love you so much." Yaying said happily, "You don't know that boy is really handsome, he dances really well, and you don't know which school he is from, hey It would be great if I could get to know him."

"..." Jingxuan was speechless.

"Ah! He's here! Jingxuan, go, it's too late." Yaying suddenly jumped up, picked up her handbag, dragged Jingxuan, and ran across the road,

"Yaying...Yaying...slow...slower." Jingxuan followed behind Yaying panting, "Hey, it's a good thing you came early. Jingxuan, look, that's the boy I told you about. Not so handsome~" Yaying covered her face in a nympho,

"Phew...I'm exhausted, Yaying, please slow down next time, I really can't do it anymore," Jingxuan leaned on Yaying's shoulder and panted, looking at the "adorable" boy with short black hair , a red hat matched the gorgeous clothing, and her fair and delicate face looked a little unreal under the light.Handsome dances, accompanied by intense music, all these seem to appear only in heaven.

Jing Xuan stared at the boy, slightly lost in thought, wondering if it was the strong rhythm, her heart was beating fiercely, following every dance he performed, every solo he performed.An hour passed quickly, the dancing boy thanked everyone and was about to leave. Yaying also pulled Jingxuan to leave.

"Hey, every time I see that boy dancing, I feel unreal. He dances really well, and he is also very handsome. I don't know if he has a girlfriend, but a boy as good as him, You must have a girlfriend already." Yaying held Jingxuan's arm and chattered endlessly, "Jingxuan, why are you so in a daze, you didn't listen to me well, did you?"

"Uh...no, I'm listening." Jing Xuan said awkwardly,

"Ah, let me say, Jingxuan, let's come here to watch him dance next time..." The figures of the girls gradually merged into the dark night.

At the age of 14, the boy and the girl met for the first time, and our story also kicked off.

The author has something to say: Actually, I think it’s really hard to write at the beginning. I try my best to find sentences in my lacking vocabulary to express what I want to say. ~

That Boy·Transfer Student