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Jin's POV

Wow, that's was close. When I'm outside the shop, I breath with relief. This girl definitely know a lot about Korea and for me this means one – she is FAN. She didn't recognized me for now, but this can be different in the future. I took this city from three reasons: firstly – there is exchange between university, secondly – this isn't capitol city and is far away from it, and finally – I have hope that there isn't much fans. She know the way how to shake hands and ward –ssi, that's mean she isn't new in the k- culture. Aish! I should figure it out, when she spoke to me in Korean. Whatever. Never mind. The chance that we meet again is about zero. In the worst case I can't go to this Biedronka.

It's good, that I didn't introduce myself with my real name. you probably ask why No Min Woo. That was first name which jumped to my mind.

I need to admit, that the girl was quite pretty. The natural beauty. Her cloths were really normal and humble. She didn't were make up and unnecessary jewelry.

I hope, that she forget about me quickly and don't recognize me. I will pray about she isn't BTS fan.

I was really frustrated when I went home. I unpacked my groceries. I made some sandwiches and pour juice into a glass, and with it all I went to may room. I closed the door. My home mates probably wake up soon, and I don't want see them.

I sat at my desk and turn on my notebook. I checked my email. I have some massages from my dangsend. How long I don't see them. I don't think I will miss them so much. When I leave them we promise each other to stay in touch. We sand some messages to each other, but they do this more often. They have more interesting life, and a lot to say. I don't want tell them about my boring student's days. And we talk via skype at least once a week.

I read first message from NamJoon:

"What's up, hyung? How are you? Do you remember about us yet? We are in Japan now. Kids are really annoying. I can't take them under control. We miss you so much. Not long ago we had performance in Simply k-pop. I made a little mistake. I hope no one saw it J write to us more often, please. You even can teach us anatomy if this make you write or speak to us. Don't give up. We're with you, hyung. Hwaithing! Saranghae! K.N.M."

I wiped tear away from my cheek. I miss you too and I want to be with you in Japan. I focus on the answer.

"Joon-ah, I'm fine. I don't think about giving up. I sow you performance. I didn't see anything bad and probably the audience too. And even they saw, they will still love you guys. Maybe even more, because you aren't so perfect, so you are close to them – normal people nod idols. You said that you can't control kids. Don't you used to it already? They always were like that. You may be angry at them or take part in they play. You can mange that, I believe in you. About anatomy – a think about it. But I think probably you don't stay a wake to the end of lesson. Take care of yourself. I miss you to. Saranghae! JIN"

Send.

The next message was from HoSeok's email, but was write by HoSeok and JiMin.

"Annyong, Hyung! Guess who? There are Hobi and Mini. We organized competition in push up recently. And you don't believe! First time of months, I won! JiMin can't stand it. He ate whole chocolate from grief and then had stomachache. THAT'S NOT TRUE! – JiMin. Annyong Hyung! We are in Japan now. Yesterday we'll have an interview. Wish us good luck. Write to us more often an don't give up. Hwaiting! Saranghae! J.H.S and P.J.M. "

Aigoo guys, you and yours competitions. Some day there will be problem because of this.

"HoSeok-ah and JinMin-ah. First of all, I don't give up. I don't understand why everyone say this to me. Secondly, calm down. Nam Joon can't control you. He'll be bald very soon because of you. Thirdly, HoSeok-ah, congratulations. JiMin-ah, you win next time, but you need to quite chocolate. I keep my fingers crossed for you. I'll try to write more often, but I can't promise anything. I have boring life. There is anything worth to be described. Saranghae! JIN."

Send.

The others messages were same commercials – delete!

I ate my sandwiches and drank juice. When I was putting glass back to the desk, my hand shake. I take out my pill from the drawer. I swallow two. I breath in and out to calm down the situation. I was abut to lay down an the bed and read something, when my phone rang. JACKSON. I know that.

"Hallo." I pick up the call.

"Are you back and save at home?" He ask without introduction.

"Yes."

"Did you take your medicines?"

"Yes".

"Can I come to you? We will talk about what happened in the shop. I think I heard there some girl."

"I'm not sure. My home mates are at home." I try to discourage Jackson. I don't want to talk.

"I don't care about them. I'll be there in thirty minutes, ok?"

"Ok. See you soon."

"Bye. Bye."

We hang up. I look at my room. It is quite clean. But Jackson don care about that. For sure, he came with beer and some chips. Before he came I took a book from the shelf. It's only book in my native language. It's a present from my parent to my 18 birthday. On the first page is dedication from them. "Son, always go proper way and know that you have support in us." I touch my mum's handwriting and miss home again. I flip other pages and find our photo. I missed them so much. If I could I will take first flay to Korea. But when I see this sentence again I gather myself together and focus on my reality here in Poland.

The sound of doorbell drag me away from my melancholic mood. It's Jackson.

He is smiling, like always. Does he even have dad days?

"What's up?" he said when I opened the door.

We went to my room. I didn't mistake, he bring beer and chicken from KFC.

"No need glass." he said and jumped on the bed. Then he open the cane. "You don't drink, right?"

I look on canes, it's my favorite beer here. But I'm abstinent from six months. The doctor said, that I shouldn't drink. But I want a little.

"So, speak." Jackson interrupts the silence.

"About what?" I can't look at his eyes.

"What happened in the shop?" he look at me seriously.

"Because I was talking with you, I bumped some girl with the cart."

"You what? You don't have attack?"

"No" the fact that Jackson always think and talk about my illness is really sad. I can live normally.

"And what was next? Was she really angry?" probably Jackson noted my unhappy face, and change the subject.

"You maybe shocked, but no."

His eyes widened and he was more excited.

"I say you more. I said I'm sorry in Korean without thinking, and she replayed me in Korean too. I though that I die from hart attack."

"She replayed to you in Korean?" he repeated in shock "And what? And what?" he start jumping on the bed "Wait a minute" he calm down and make a serious face "She didn't recognized you, did she?"

Jackson know about my past. I need tell someone. He understand the situation and help me when it's necessary.

"Fortunately not. But that was close. She know my culture."

"Tell something about her."

"But I don't know her."

"You're not blind, are you? How she look like?" he open another cane.

I think about this girl again.

"Her hair was brown and curly" I start describe her "Shoulder- length. He was a little shorten from me. She was wearing black jeans and sweater, and blue sneakers. And probably her t -shirt was black too."

"You remember quite a lot about her" he smiled and wink to me.

"And her name is Wictoria"

"How do you know this?" he was shocked.

"We introduce to each other."

"Wow, man! I don't know that you can pick (flirt) girl in two minutes." he clapped my knee. " You still have idol's charisma."

"Jackson, pleas." I looked on him with dead glance. "She think I'm No min Woo, just ordinary student."

"And way did you lied?" he look at me under the cane with beer.

"There never to much of precaution. Remember this."

"Do you ever meet her again? I don't think so."

If he only know how wrong he is now.

"Maybe you right. But this city isn't big. What if she is k-pop fan an know me."

"And how harmful is one fan?"

He's right. How much trouble can make one fan? She doesn't notify whole fan club?

"Fans are more unpredictable and sometimes dangerous than you think. And their boyfriend even worst. I want graduate in peace. I don't need some crazy fan or stalker."

Jackson only shrugged his shoulders.

We have long talk. We didn't even notice whenoutside become dark. Jacksonspoke about yesterdays party. And said how he can't have fun because of me,again. He want to stay overnight but I oppose. Me bed is too small for us two.