"BREAKING NEWS: SEUNGRI, A MEMBER OF KOREAN POP MUSIC BAND BIG BANG HAS BEEN REPORTED MISSING FROM HIS PRISON CEL-" 

Spitting my drink out in shock, I stared wide-eyed at the computer screen. " What the- How is this possible? Well, knowing security systems of prisons, HOW DID SOMEONE ESCAPE SUCH A COMPLEX AND TIGHT SYSTEM WITHOUT GETTING CAUGHT?!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "Oi! It's 2.30 in the morning! Keep it down will ya?!" My mother yelled back, scaring my quite a bit. After cursing under my breath, I glue my eyes to the news, listening to the reporter. "Police are still investigating the crime scene, in search of this man.

"Seungri was recently involved in a sex scandal, dating about 3 months back, where he and other Korean celebrities released sex tapes via a chat group. Later on, he turned himself in and ended his career of being a part of a well-known Korean entertainment company, YG. Blah blah blah blah..."

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"Fumiko! Get up! You're gonna be late! " I was greeted by my older sister on the cold wooden floor of my bedroom. Groaning after getting a somewhat concussion, I dragged my mind towards the washroom, changed into my school uniform, stuffed a piece of toast into my mouth, and left the house. "Bye Fumi-" I slammed the door at my sister's face. If I was that optimistic waking up at the crack of dawn to go to school- I mean where hell is. 

I walked to the usual bus stop to take the usual bus and take the usual route to school.
How usual.

 With my eyes half-closed, I slowly drift off to wonderland, looking at the usual roads and cars, wondering about the BTS concert I'll be going with my friends this weekend... Ah, get to see a group perform for once! After countless mental breakdowns and having several cups of coffee at 2 am in the morning studying formulas and history for the past month, I scored well enough to convince my parents to get a ticket to see their concert! Ah, sweet victory! A small smile crept onto my face and made me wonder about the experience. A wave of fans screaming each of the members' names, waving their lightsticks along with it, and going into a dark tunnel-

Wait... Going into a dark tunnel?! This isn't the route to school... I woke up from La La Land as if being hit by a truck lot of reality. There were no passengers on the bus, other than me.  

"Um... Sir ... Are you sure this is the way...?" The bus captain didn't mouth a word. "Um, Sir... Hanazono academy was on the right, not the left..." No reply. Frustrated, I walked up with anger in my step, yelling at the captain. "SIR THE ACADEMY WAS ON THE RIG-"

"Ah, Miss Fumiko Kasumi. Don't worry, you're in safe hands. Have a seat first, the boss would like to have a word with you. Do you have any questions so far, Miss Kasumi." The man replied.

.... I could not compute what was going on. I started to bombard him with tons and tons of questions, and he answered to the best of his knowledge. 

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"Wait, so the boss hires 13 to 20 year-olds as undercover spies to protect celebrities across the globe. And I'm one of them?"

"Not just any 13 to 20 year-olds. Special 13 to 20 year-olds. Specially scouted by our boss to protect celebrities from somewhat evil. He looks at those with potential and trains them to be able to fight."

Special huh... Just how special am I ? I'm nothing more than a pile of fan trash.