Thank you all very the favorites, follows, alerts, and reviews, everyone! I really appreciate each and every one of them! Keep them coming and I'll keep the chapters rolling out as soon as I can. ;)

Also, I made and fixed a mistake in the first chapter: the mysterious woman in Rosalind's dream (you'll find out who she is eventually) was supposed to be calling out to "Minhee" rather than "Leixia". Just thought I'd point that out.

Any who, onto the newest chapter!

Maybe, I was on a high speed train traveling at speeds unknown to mankind, or maybe, I've been abducted by aliens and I'm traveling through a beam of light.

One thing that I knew for sure was that I was moving fast…

I was traveling through a long tunnel of magnificent lights, and sounds. I could see blues hues of softness, combined with yellow and pink swirls of magic. I was still wearing the same sleeveless white dress and skirt from earlier, the material soft and spotless. My body was twirling around and around, but I'm not the least bit nauseous. I could sense the wind and a thousand different temperatures all teasing every fiber of my skin. I shivered looking around at my surroundings more. Where exactly was I? Botan had promised to get me back to Minhee's world, but why did she ditch me along the way? Geeze...

After taking a deep breath, I'm feeling an emotion that I've never felt before, it's a mix of; harmony, delight and jubilee. It wasn't the three of them combined into one, but rather a new emotion, an emotion that was foreign to me, but also strangely welcoming. It's harmony because I instinctively understand that everything was (hopefully) going to work out in the end. It's delight because this felt like the best ride of my life, so calming and serene. It's jubilee because I felt so incredibly free from the burden of college life, relationships, and taking care of my roommate. I was still confused and going so fast that it is difficult to feel the weight of my own body, but I'm not afraid, I'm not even slightly worried.

The ride was actually very relaxing. I began to make sense out of the patterns of lights flashing around me as I fly through the circular tunnel, the vivid mixture of colors begin to combine in ways that sort of look like mini movies. The many sounds around me to do the same thing, and I can make out various voices and faces. It's weird, but no matter how fast I am traveling; I seem to be able to focus on the other people around me and notice their different shapes and sizes.

To the left side of the train I can see the faint outline of an old man holding a cane for support. Beside him was an elderly dog, a Golden Retriever, I think, his furry head in his owner's lap. Occasionally, I would see the old man pat his dog's head lovingly and let out a horse cough followed by slow breathing. Within a few seconds, the dog would mimic his owner's hoarse cough only to receive another loving pat on his head.

To the right, I spot a young couple with tattered leather clothing and various scrapes and cuts across their faces. The two of them were holding hands and upon closer expectation, I noticed that the girl's left eye was missing. I gasped turning away from the gruesome sight, but still watched from within the corner of my eyes. Even with such disfigurements, the couple held each other romantically, whispering and silently flirting with one another.

Within a few seconds, the train ride became faster. Maybe this isn't another outer body experience, maybe I'm dreaming. The last thing I remember was running towards the portal with Botan and shutting my eyes immediately. I must have fallen asleep since I do that on a regular basis…so that settles it; I'm sleeping and this is a dream. When I awake, I'll be Minhee. Granted it's a pretty vivid dream and the weirdest one that I have ever had. I'm going to ride it out, since this is a pretty enjoyable.

Directly over my head I can see a sky filled with white puffy clouds and birds happily flying above me. It was such a peaceful scene that put me at ease. I could stare at them all day if I wanted...

"May I sit here?"

I was still staring into the sky when I heard a soft voice next to me.

"Yeah…" I was too curious for my own good. I directed my attention from the clouds to the voice's owner, only to be met with rosette hair and big brown eyes. It was Minhee!

"You…you're her…!" I managed to gasp with a point of my index finger as if I was some sort of super fan meeting this teen idol for the first time.

She let out a delicate chuckle. "That's right, I'm Asameya Minhee."

I sat there with my wide eyes and my mouth gaping like an idiot. Minhee, the real Minhee, resembled her picture perfectly, save for the fact that she was wearing a white kimono, and her hair was loose with a single lavender-colored hair clip keeping her bangs from her eyes. But even so, she was still visually stunning.

"This must be hard for you," she said looking down at her feet sullenly. "Taking over a new persona so suddenly... I'm sorry for this, truly I am."

I pursed my lips together to keep from spilling the truth. Becoming a famous Pop icon was the last thing I wanted…I directed my attention from her back to the clouds and the birds above. I envied them for being so carefree.

"Just promise me something," I could tell Minhee was staring directly at me from the tone of her voice. She cupped her hands with mind forcing me to look her. "Promise that you will take care of Papa, Nayeon, and especially Grandma for me…please?"

I thought for a minute. It was heart-breaking knowing that Minhee wouldn't be able to see her family again until they passed on. And now, she had tasked me with the duty of caring for them, which was the least of my long list of worries...her life was already over, and at a young age no less. I had to give her some sort of assurance and put her troubled soul at rest.

"I...I will…" I choked out.

"Thank you..." She pulled me into a tight embrace, my body tensed up almost immediately. Within seconds I could feel Minhee's tears falling from her face and directly on my bare shoulder.

I couldn't push her away or to tell her stop, so for what felt like an eternity, she held me and wept while I patted her back. During our high school years, Sayaka was always falling in love with a new boy; she was a hopeless romantic to say the least. They would go a date or two before calling it off. When that happened, she would come home and cry in my arms until she felt better. The situation felt very similar.

After a while, she let go. Tears were still rolling down her cheeks, so she proceeded to wipe them with her kimono sleeve. Seconds after I could hear bells ringing throughout the train cart. Minhee wiped away her remaining tears, and then pulled me into one last hug. As the train came to screeching halt, Minhee along with other ghostly figures began walking towards the exit. With the train doors wide open, I could make out the scenery of lush greenery and a beautiful river with many lotus blooms floating atop. I could also smell the faint scents of wisteria and lavender in the air. No doubt this was heaven. I looked around further hoping to spot my great grandparents and the old Labrador named Champ I had as a child.

And that's when, I saw her; an older woman with the same wavy rosette hair and flawless complexion as Minhee. For a second time, I gasped instantly acknowledging this woman as the same figure from my dream, the same dream that I had before waking up in Minhee's body. Minhee wasted no time and meeting up with the woman to welcomed her with tears of joy and tight embrace.

Seconds later, the train's doors began to close, but my eyes were glued to Minhee and the woman I presumed to be her mother. The two of them pulled away from each other and then turned to look at me happily. I couldn't hear their voices over the loud ringing train bells, but I was pretty good at reading lips. I smiled, waving to the two of them whispering a faint "Your welcome" back and taking my seat again as the train picked up speed once more.

With a smile, I peered back the clouds and chirping little robins above my head. After a short while, my eyes began to close from drowsiness.

Maybe things really are going to work out for the best?

My next stop was the glamorous life of a J-Pop princess. This was going to be a wild ride for sure…

Fell From My World

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Chapter 2

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I found myself awake much later.

I was awake, wide awake actually but I refused to open my eyes to the new reality of the world around me.

The fact that I would have to drag myself from my abnormally warm sheets and slink into Minhee's pop star fashion clothes just to listen to interview with a shallow talk show host didn't amuse me.

Mom would always say that when you go to college you'll have the time of your life and nothing will stand in your way and you'll make memories unlike any others. Yet here I laid, eyes shut tight and a frown stuck on my lips as I contemplated playing hooky from life. It's not as if anyone would really care…except for the tens of thousands of fans who were expecting to see Minhee's face on national television…

But I had no desire to even be famous. I'd told my parents countless times as myself that I'd be simple school teacher with a couple of munchkins of my own when I decided to settle down. Maybe take exotic vacations every once in a while...I wanted to finish my studies, pay off a car and meet new people and have a simple life after college.

Apparently getting hit by a bus and having my soul transferred to another body was more realistic than the aspirations I had for my own life. So instead of heading towards what Botan and Koenma wanted I curled deeper into my blankets and thought about the dreadful time I was having, all the things that had recently gone wrong in my life as Rosalind.

As if to bring me back to reality there was a consistent knock on my door, alerting me that it was time to wake up and smell the sweet roses of life. With a deepening frown I rolled over more until my legs dangled over the edge of the bed, eyes still shut tight as I laid my feet down onto the floor. The bite of the coolness on my toes brought my eyes flying open to meet a series of windows.

My brows furrowed at the peculiar sight in front of me that very clearly was not the solid white walls it was last time I was here, but rather lavender colored walls. In a quick motion I turned my head to the right to find a tall white stand with a flat screen TV that I knew I couldn't afford, placed on the top. At this point my fingers were curling into the comforter resting half on my legs and half towards the floor, finding it far too soft to be mine. In a final conclusion I knew this was not the same hospital room at all and I honestly had no idea whose it was since I don't recall going anywhere but Spirit World with Botan.

It was as I took a hesitant movement to stand up that I heard the buzz of the TV past the door tucked next to the dresser. My feet slid over the beautifully placed tiles on the floor and towards the sound where I stopped in front of said door. I felt almost serene in a really awkward way considering I had no idea where I was.

I took another look around finding a large mirror, reflecting me in an outfit that could probably pay for my entire college fund. I had on lavender lace shorts, which were very high on my tights. The top matched and barely covered my chest, as it was see through. This was definitely not an outfit I had or ever could have bought. Sayaka maybe, but Minhee? This girl's world was already full of surprises...

In an instant, my body jerked into controlling itself as the sound of squeaky sneakers came closer and closer. Seconds later, there was a knock at the door, but I didn't answer. I stood quite as the person on the other side knocked again, followed by a boyishly charming voice. This was not what had made me belt out an overly obnoxious "oh my gosh" from being scared shirtless but rather the way they worded their sentence:

"I swear if you don't get your beautiful ass out of bed right now my beautiful, Asameya Minhee, I will personally come in there and hold you hostage under a cold shower."

Following his flirty threat was a stream of my rapid breathing that was comparable to that of having a panic attack and of course the consistent repetition of "oh my gosh" and freaking out. Who the hell was this person? To make matters worse, it was a voice of a male, an unidentified male with the alluring voice of an angel who melted chocolate! And my ass is beautiful...? Wait a second...they saw my ass! Just what has Minhee been up to?!

And then, the intruder burst through the door, smacking against my ankle and upon instinct, sent my head downwards, and hitting the edge the of the door. Immediately, I sat on the floor to cradle and expect my foot. Meanwhile my mind was racing a million miles a minute at the foreign pair of feet in front of me.

"Minhee? Minhee, what's the matter? Are you okay?" The intruder asked.

I hissed in pain trying to hold back my tears as the intruder bent down to my level. "What happened to you? Crap, if I hadn't rushed in like that, this wouldn't have happened..."

I couldn't really apprehend the intruder's words because of the large span of hands that was now stretched towards me, pulling me closer until I was lifted from the cool floor.

"Do you want some ice for your head?" They asked, carrying me down a hallway as I held my head down with my hair in my face. "Crap, your foot is bleeding too…"

Slowly, I raised my leg just enough so that I could see that my foot was indeed bleeding and just below my right foot's big toe. It wasn't a major injury, but the cool breeze from being carried caused it sting.

"Hey, you still awake or did the door knock you out?" The person teased.

It was then that I was finally able to get a hold of my thoughts and the dire situation. And with that, I spoke the most intelligent line any girl could say in this situation. "You…you have an accent…"

The person sits me onto the bed, and I raise my head up from its bent position finally examining this intruder. I sucked in a deep breath at the young man across the room with short disheveled black hair. His choice of clothing was simple; a red and white varsity jacket, a pair of loose fitting jeans, and black Converse high tops. His eyes were a deep shade of blue and his back muscles moved with every stroke his arm made in the freezer.

A devilishly charming young man with a British accent brought me, or rather Minhee to this lavishly decorated hospital room and tended to me like I was the only thing he cared about…

Was I really in Minhee's world?

"You know, I get the feeling you purposely get hurt so I'll take care of you," He commented with a heartfelt chuckle. "I know you like it when I take care of you. You start to blush and giggle a lot. What a user you are."

I felt my face heat up and my head drop again from embarrassment. God, I really am in the body of a high school girl. If I was still Rosalind, this guy would have been on the ground holding his nads. Instead I was confused as hell and nervous that this person wasn't actually all that nice and instead just caring for me to put on a show. But the pain on my head and foot was real, the blood evidence enough of that.

"What? Is something the matter?" His brows were knitted together in concern. He closed the mini fridge with a small baggy of ice and sat it on my foot. "Does anything else hurt?"

I shook my head slowly, and he smiled.

"Good," He stood up, and that's when I realized how tall he was. "I'll be back with the others in a few minutes. They're going to be happy to see you awake finally."

And, approximately 10 minutes later I was once again back staring at the ceiling I'd woken up to only this time instead of sweet sleep I was freaking out. My fingers were tugging at my hair and my knees were buckling, causing me to topple to the ground every couple of seconds. Meanwhile on the other side of the door was the charming intruder from before begging me to unlock the door and let him inside the room. To say the least, a lot had happened since I managed to get myself away from him.

"Minhee please open the door. If you let me in, I can help." he said soothingly. I ignored him.

I'm positive that I looked like an absolute wreck given how many times I'd ran my hand over my head and rubbed at my eyes to see if this was real.

One can only imagine the scene of a full minute of silence followed by me kicking a British charmer in the chest and hoisting myself off of the bed. Honestly it was probably a bit comical and fascinating to watch me slide across the tiled floor and bolt towards the door. He was yelling after me and catching up rather quickly, but my cat like reflexes out smarted his sly fox ways. I slammed the door shut and fumbled with the lock as soon as he was outside and I was back inside.

What did you expect me to do? I didn't know who this guy was! Maybe he was just some desperate boy looking for love. Okay…even I don't believe that. It's not entirely illogical but not entirely possible either. Did Minhee really know this guy? Well, there's only one way to find out…

"Alright intruder, how old am I?" I was sniffling really loudly and staring in the mirror I looked worse than I had thought I did. Great and there's an attractive boy on the other side of the door…funny how the universe works.

"Intruder…?" he answered sounding genuinely confused, but I wasn't having any of it.

"Just answer the damn question!" I snapped back.

"Um," he stuttered, "you turned 14 about two months ago, why? Are you going to come out? Please let me in. You know I wouldn't-"

"Shut up! I…I'm not sure but I think I'm having some kind of mental break down and your begging seriously isn't helping," I yelled. One thing for sure, I needed to get a grip over my own emotions and thoughts, even if it meant being a sassy a-hole to this kid right now.

I pinched at the bridge of my nose and took a series of deep breaths. From the other side, I could hear retreating feet but the intruder's muffled voice seconds afterwards. Out of curiosity, I inch closer to the door, pressing my earlobe up against it. It took a few seconds, but finally, I was able to make out the intruder's voice, but barely. He was speaking in a rushed tone to some other people from what I could gather. I wasn't sure on the number of others that joined him, but I did hear Minhee's name being mentioned, mental breakdown, come now, and fried eggs.

I frown and position myself so that my back was pressed against the door and slid down until I sat on the floor. So much for having a glamorous life…I figured that just sitting there wasn't going to change a thing, so I stood up and looked around the room some more.

There was a door to the right of me and the white linoleum gave away that it was a bathroom. Without a second thought, I shuffled into the bathroom and smiled at its serene feeling. Everything inside was so clean and organized and obviously the shower was simply calling Minhee's name right now.

So I stripped from my lacy pajamas and stepped into the raining shower. And I kid you not, this was the best and probably the most expensive shower I have ever had the privilege of using.

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A shower was just what I needed to clear my mind. After about twenty minutes of clearing my thoughts with verbena scented soap suds and steaming water, I shut the shower off. When stepped from the shower, I could still hear panicked voices from the other side of the door. I could assume that the intruder from earlier was the one freaking out as there was various voices trying to calm him down.

With a sigh and furrowed brow, I dried myself and got dressed in a simple t-shirt and shorts before heading towards the door. The voice definitely belonged to the blue-eyed intruder and he was obviously flipping out.

"I'm not sure what happened. She looked at me like she's never seen me before! At first, I thought it was joke, but she really doesn't know who I am! What am I going to do?"

"Aki-"

"We've already cancel the tour and now we're going to have to do the same for the interview. She's not herself and if I can get her out of the room you'll see that…"

"Aki!" the second voice wasted no time in shouting over him. "Calm the hell down, you idiot. She's probably hit her head and is milking it. You're blowing things way out of proportion."

I hate admit it but Aki was actually right. But cancel the interview? Cancel everything just because I honestly don't know him? A bit absurd and illogical and not to mention I bet a lot of people would want to kill me for it. Me being Minhee wasn't that important was it?

I began to gnaw at the inside of my lip nervously. This was insane. Maybe if I walk out with my head high and void of the crazed look, they would believe me? It was definitely worth a try. With that very thought in mind, I opened the door before I can begin to doubt myself.

When I stepped out, the group was still bickering. When Aki began to shout on the verge of hysteria again is when I quickly made myself appear on the opposite side of them.

"I, um…I don't really think that, um," I stuttered. A pair of purple, grey, two brown, and a pair of worried blue eyes were cast on me as I stood before them.

"Minhee?" Aki raised his brow. "Are you okay? I remembered you said you weren't feeling well last night and I think you might've…"

"Don't cancel the interview," I blurted. "Honestly, I'm not that important."

For a moment, there was a dead silence that dropped over us as the group glanced at each other and then back at me. Aki looked on the verge of a mental breakdown as the others seemed rather confused and dazed.

"See? This is what I'm talking about! She doesn't remember anything!" Aki exclaimed in frustration, running his hands through his ebony locks.

A small girl with brown eyes dressed in a lot, and I mean a lot of pink clothing huffed crossing her arms. "I bet she's faking because she wants attention."

"Shush, Nayeon." An older man with the same, but tired brown eyes simply held his hand up at Aki and Nayeon and stepped towards me. I stay put and watched his movement. "Minhee, do you honestly not remember who you are at all?"

I wanted and almost laughed at the absurdity of his question. Of course I knew who I was! "I'm a college student who pays her own tuition because she's too proud to let her parents help. I spend too much time fangirling over a silver-haired Yakuza and I honestly need a life outside of stalking him on the subway. In the real world, I live with my boy-crazed best friend Sayaka. I'm socially awkward and say the wrong things all the time but that's me."

Aki blinked and then pursed his lips. "Are you playing some sort of joke on me?"

"Excuse me, my life may sound boring and pathetic, but I'm proud of it," I frowned, and Aki ran his hands through his hair again.

The tall girl with grey eyes and purple hair snorted. "No, it's a joke because you are Asameya Minhee of BEAU-TIE. You're our lead vocalist and you're damn good at it. Stop playing around so your boy-toy can calm down and we can finish this tour." She said in an increasingly loud tone.

Asameya Minhee of BEAU-TIE? Their lead vocalist? Boy-toy?

I remained silent and turned my attention towards my bare feet. This was insane, absolutely crazy in every single way that I looked at it but if I keep on freaking out then I may ruin a chance to continue Minhee's life as she wanted me to.

When I decided to look back up, I found Aki turned away on the verge of pulling his hair out. The girl with purple eyes and caramel colored skin tried to calm him down, but her soft voice was drowned out by Aki's mumbles of frustration. This may have just been my caring side coming into play, but I can't stand seeing someone in distress over me.

"Heh," I started softly then drew a fake smile onto my face. "Looks like you got me!"

"What?" Aki spun around, almost knocking down the girl with purple eyes in the process.

"I said you got me. I was joking the entire time. I finally was able to prank you after these past few years!" I was milking it by now, hoping whatever I said would be believable.

It appeared as though it worked. Aki's facial expression went from stressed to flat out annoyed, and then grinning. "You're good Minhee, but seriously you better not pull anything like that again. I don't think my heart can take it…"

"If you do," The girl with grey eyes butted in with a playful smirk. "Then you're out of the band so you can go start an acting career."

"Right, because you'd totally kick your lead vocalist out," I rolled my eyes. I was still tense beyond belief, shoulders ridged and toes curling into the ground.

"Don't try me," Aki teased. He started walk towards me and I felt myself tense up even more than before. In a quick move I distance myself away from him.

The older gentleman from before sent Aki a sharp look, and just from that, I knew instantly that he had to be Minhee's father. He approached Aki with that same sharp look and began talking to him. I didn't stay to listen to their conversation, but I had a feeling that it had something to do with Aki being his daughter's hospital room without his permission.

Inching off, I slipped back into the room. It's not as if they'd even notice I was gone considering how wrapped up they are in their concern over the interview. Finding something more suitable for the day shouldn't be that hard and where Minhee's clothes are is where her phone should be.

Boy I was wrong, horribly wrong and embarrassingly wrong about the whereabouts of something simply casual to where, let alone Minhee's phone... I imagined that Minhee had more clothes than this at home, but everything she brought on tour was over the top cutesy, consisting of pastels and Lolita fashion.

It was at that point that I pulled on the simplest outfit I could find in the drawers. Honestly I wasn't comfortable walking around some random hospital in cutesy clothes best suited for an anime character, but I had no choice. I left the bun hair style in considering it was endearing and let a few bracelets dangle off my right arm. The only thing now was to find a phone to use to see if this world contained a Sayaka of its own.

The first thought that came to mind was that someone would leave their phone on the bedside table but there was nothing, not even a home phone to call from. I even went through the trouble of checking the bathroom to see if it was like some fancy hotel where there was a phone by the toilet. There wasn't, but it was worth a shot although it only brought me up one step on my level of anger and annoyance. To say the least I had an American temper where my patience was thin to the point even walking slowly bothered the hell out of me. Blame my mother, but it was a trait that I had yet to kick, and being unable to find a phone was not helping my recovery.

I wasn't sure when I gave up searching for a phone, but suddenly I found myself heading out the door of the hospital room. When I stepped out, I found the members of the band and Minhee's father standing next to the nurse's desk chatting. I couldn't move. I was lucky I was breathing.

"Minhee? Minhee are you okay?" Aki was the first to talk, of course.

It's not as if I could just freak out and say I'm not because they all think I'm part of their band. That and I already freaked out in front of them, the last thing they need is for me to do it again. Judging by the looks on all their faces they didn't seem to be completely okay with my behavior, Aki most of all.

"Uh, yeah, I was just looking for something" I said trying to sound as casual as I could.

"Really?" The girl with purple eyes started first. Her voice had an exotic flare to it. "And what exactly are you looking for?"

A frown dropped on my lips, but I knew I had to say something or they'll, especially Aki, will freak out again. "I was looking around for my phone."

"Oh I took it this morning to charge it. It's on the TV stand," Aki pointed. I gave him a grateful smile and headed back to the room.

Behind me they all emerged back into another conversation, talking about crazy fans and songs and other typical idol/pop-star stuff. I, instead, was nearly crying out of joy at the sight of Minhee's phone which was the same exact model as the one I had as Rosalind, save for the fact that her phone protector was a in the shape of a panda. Nevertheless its rubbery case was a sight for sore eyes and holding it in my hands made me feel relieved beyond belief.

I cast another look at the group in the lobby and then took my leave back towards the room once more. The door clicked shut behind me quietly and I instantly unlocked Minhee's phone and dialed Sayaka's number. My brows furrowed at the idea that we weren't even friends or perhaps she didn't know that I existed in this realm. Shaking my head I raked at my memory for her number, calling two wrong numbers before finally her familiar hello entered my ear.

"Finally," I sighed, "Sayaka, oh my gosh, I thought I'd forgotten your number!"

"Well that's probably because I don't know you..." she replied back.

"What do you mean you don't know me? We're best friends!" I said, a hopeful smile rising on my lips.

"I'm sorry but I honestly don't know who you are. Maybe if you actually told me your name it'd ring a bell, but I've never seen this number before..." Her tone held a lot of nonchalance and I couldn't help but feel that she actually didn't know who I was.

"It's Rosa, you know, Su Rosalind. We live together and-"

"Sorry," she quietly, "I think I called the wrong number."

"What? No, no, no! Please stay on the line I have so much to tell you. This is crazy I can't believe I'm talking to you again after dying and being brought back to life as someone else, but-"

She drops my call before I could finish and I let Minhee's phone fall onto the bed with my body following it.

Tears were already pricking at my eyes with the feeling of complete dread washing over me with each sob I held in. She had a different best friend. She didn't know who I was except for being some creepy voice over the phone claiming to know her. This was not a dream; this was some twisted nightmare where I'm magically forced to live a life without my best friend.

Why did this even happen? Because I never learnt to let up? Because I didn't look both ways at a crosswalk? I've only ever read silly fanfictions about being famous, about crazy things like this happening but I never wanted it to happen to me personally. Sure, now I can spend an endless amount of time with Minhee's band but I won't be normal. I won't get to know what it was like to finish college or get wasted to the point I'm throwing up in a stranger's toilet.

A knock on the door brought me to sit up and wipe at the tears running down my cheeks. "Yes?"

The door swung open and Aki walked in. "We figured we might just go out to eat instead of- Minhee? Minhee what's wrong? What happened?"

I tried smiling through my tears and shook my head. "N-nothing, just realized something that happened a while ago. I'll be fine."

"Are you sure? I can talk to your dad about canceling the interview if you need me to..." He raised his brow, taking a seat next to me. His arm wound around my waist, fingers splaying on my side as he held me to him.

I felt extremely uncomfortable under his touch despite the fact he was attempting to comfort me. It made me uneasy sitting next to him like we were some kind of couple, although apparently we are.

Now that Sayaka only sees me as a creep over the phone I have nobody to talk to, nobody that will understand without sending me to an asylum. It's not as if I could tell Aki either considering the near panic attack he had earlier.

"No, I can still do the interview," I spoke after a moment of silence. "I think I need some fresh air for once." And to see just how famous I apparently am.

"Alright but let me know if you change your mind. I'll go let everyone know and we'll live in a few minutes, okay?" He said and thankfully removed his arm from around me in order to stand up.

I simply nod, turning my eyes from his figure as he left and closed the door behind him. My mind was whirling with confusion and frustration at my entire situation and if there was any way I could get out of it without dying again...all I know is that I'm famous now and the lead singer of this group called BEAU-TIE.

So if I'm here, living this glamorous life in some celebrity filled world that decked out in lavish materials, then who is living my life? Are they living mine as a college nerd wanting to become a school teacher?

Maybe I could call Sayaka back and ask her about her campus life. Then again who knows what good that would do considering she hung up when I told her I was Rosalind. Odds are I won't get anything out of her unless I flew out to go see her personally and smack some sense into her.

"Minhee, are you ready yet? We're leaving out in twenty minutes!" Minhee's father said from the other side of the door.

"I'll be out in a minute," I called back.

But I don't think I'm ready for this...

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