The Superstar's Autograph
_Chapter Twenty-Two

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-Bishounenhow111

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but you've fallen for someone

who will never be able

to breakout from his cocoon

to be courageous enough

to fall for you...rightly and truly

One whistle was adequate to show my appreciation to the car Suho showed me in the airport's parking area, an unused black Polestar. "Your dad ships it here yesterday, sir. By your grandmother's AN-205 cargo plane."

I struck both of my hand to my face and whined, not in a dramatic way.

"No calculator or formula is required to solve this paradigm. My father is the reason why those things happened these past days, leading me to reconcile with Wang Yibo. Why can't he agree to take it? I am over Yibo. Dad and his shenanigans...really. He got the balls to use grandma too."

My grandmother possessed an air freight company that was based in Japan. She had five airplanes that specially built to carry and transport goods and automobiles from one country to another but right now, my father wrecked its objectives to something like this. I could rent a car, what a waste of money.

"You must understand him, sir. He's a father."

"I'll try." Without cautious warnings, I seized the car's door to make an access to the driver's seat and drove away, separating myself from the assistant who's the only man I knew got facts, details and data about Korea. I switched on the GPS and typed 'bars', the device translated what I wrote in Chinese to Korean. It exposed few pubs that were unaffected by the virus lockdown and still accepting customers. I indicated one and trailed the course en route for it.

It took me fifty-one minutes to disembark at the establishment somewhere Yeoksam-dong. The building was highlighted in orange and black, the 'Big Rock' name was written in lights. There were expensive vehicles parading in front of the double doors.

"What are you doing? Teenagers aren't allowed here." Two buff guys guarded the way in, judging me from head to toe.

"Go home."One of them communicated in Hangul.

Using an app on my phone that deciphers my language, I confirmed my age. Showing them the university identity document I had from my old school. "I'm an adult. I'll attend Seoul National University as an exchange student." I am no seventeen.

They inspected it, linking my facial characteristics with what they perceived of me. "You look sixteen...hmmm...Go in."

After I civilly bowed for three times, I immediately progressed to the entrance overlooking their natters that I didn't have the ability to apprehend. The atmosphere inside of the room was hot and balmy however when I sat on the steel stool in the counter where a bartender was mixing several drinks, bit by bit the burning temperature vilified the space of the room, submerging me to the ambiance of summer.

Not good.

I requested for the sourest drink on the menu, a mixture of bourbon whiskey, syrup, lime, egg whites, orange slices, cherries and Balkan vodka with 88 percent of alcohol in it. I told the man to smash more vodka into my glass. Imma go wild.

As soon as the old fashioned goblet contacted the timber stand I promptly glugged the thirst-quencher, recognizing the powerful effect of the liquor in my veins. I don't have much tolerance to these varieties of liquid...my system was too weak for anything that related with malts so soon enough I'm going to barf nail-rhinestone-beads, unicorns and Crayola raisins, not that I care.

Full liberosis on. Xiao Zhan, you maggot-pie! After I finished the first take, I ordered another and another and another for the rest of the chaining hours.

"To you." I tossed to invisibility of a companion and downed the potion. I am nowhere close to 'okay' or 'all right' or 'fine'.

Short of normal thoughts, I disconnected myself from the chair and dilly-dallied to the dance floor. The number of people in the bar increased, percolating the emergent of intense heat all over me. I felt the flood of firestorm worming an avalanche of emotions filling the emptiness in my core.

Man, what is my surname???Where am I? Who am I?

"My sobriety left me, don't sleep, idiot..." Woozy, I clambered further to the middle of the floor and stretched my eyelids with my fingers. The disreputable pounding of music derailed my sanity, glinting neon and halogen lamps overhead did stir me up to a dead-end. Outlines of humans bumping their fists above holding beers, eyes clouded by freedom, thrill and turmoil. My head was buzzing like there were thirty five bee queens giving birth in its inmost zone.

I kinda got the jet lag late...

"Dance..." A mirage of someone turned up in my cornea. "Luhan..."

Who? What is he saying? I am not...Lu...Who?

"I planned to." I swayed myself, hands flinging in the air. The rhythm of my heartbeats soars with the song.

"Good." He tugged me against him. "Don't waste my time." The guy's breath smelt luxurious. I knew I have known a person with this smell too...

"Waste it on me~~~" I sang. I ended up laughing, hearing my own slur unit of words. I sustained my stroppy dancing skills. Box steps, heel turns and awkward moon walks were my signature moves.

In the midst of my lightheadedness, I saw him, the stranger was rubbernecking me. He didn't realign his feet or attempt to touch me though. The only connection we had was his focus on my droopy two saucers. "You reminded me of him."

I smiled and pat his chest. "Does anyone tell you that you look like a Korean citizen?"

He reconnoitered me once again. "You're cute."

"Kind of slow to figure that out, aren't you?" And I giggled. WHY DID I GIGGLE?!

"My name's Sehun."

"I'm-" In the side of my sight, I spotted a familiar bouncy brown hair approaching us. DAMN. I tried to run, failed, strong limbs lugged me from the mass of perspiring populace and threw me to his strong shoulder. I yelled. I am overdosed. I am dying to sleep. "Let me down!!! Let me down!!! I AM INTRODUCING MYSELF TO SEHUN!!!"

"Why are you with that guy?!" This gravelly voice...Yibo...SHIT!!! WANG YIBO!!!

I beat his back and wiggled my upper torso that involuntarily caused him to stand me on the snow masked ground. "I didn't hear you. Speak louder." I mocked, staggering away.

"Zhan, where are you going? Stop."

"Leave me alone. You did left me alone once or was it twice? You scored A+ to that subject. Way to go!" I gave him one last provocative look and wandered off. Did I bring a car with me or not? I don't know.

My legs were heavy but I mandated them to shift along the cold roadways composed of bricks. "Wow...rainbows..." I pointed to the vibrant beams of shops that I passed by in the street that was approximately desolate. There were also fireflies flying in front of me that I chased by swatting my palms with each other. Killing them...The problem, fireflies hibernate during winter then why am I seeing them tonight?

Don't mind it, Xiao Zhan. You are walking in cloud nine...

"Yeahhh...I am in cloud nine..." I skipped, sticking out my tongue to catch the showery snowflakes from heaven. Each time I caught one; I kicked one foot up and dab, in which I lowered my head and raised my arm out straight in parallel direction. COOL.

I ate snow...This is why dinosaurs depart to that domain of extinction....They're afraid of me.

I persistently worked the insane bustle up until a rectangular digital advertising board met my interest. The length of it was the same as my height and what's in it? A model I identified as the superstar from China, showcasing a blue Redmi phone. I took off my shoes, aimed and fired. If I am right, the pair catapulted on his red lipstick stained image.

From there, I preached to the nonliving thing panel. "Why do you look at me like that? Huh?! Why are you making me lose my fucking mind?! I can't stand it, Yibo. The exactitude of fate that you and I cannot happen!!! You bared the blueprint of your plot to me!!! You only want me for days, not for a lifetime, that's why you left me, right? I am not a dummy! If you are human, I am too. I waited for your explanation but nothing came!!! YOU LEFT ME AFTER HAVING SEX WITH ME!!! AND BACK ON THAT STAGE WHERE I PROPOSED TO ZOEY, I HANG ON FOR YOU TO SAY SOMETHING!!! A SIMPLE I LOVE YOU IS AN ADEQUATE AMOUNT FOR ME TO FORGET AND BREAK UP WITH HER!!! Why didn't you say it? WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY IT? BECAUSE I AM NOT FOR YOU! I AM NOT WORTHY OF YOUR HEART AND YOUR LOVE!!! YOU AREN'T TROUBLED LOSING ME... I don't care how pointless this is. I don't care how disillusioned I am, I'm not going to let this get the best of me. I am moving on with my life! FAREWELL IN EVERY LANGUAGE!!!" I picked up my shoe and repeatingly hit the board. The other...I couldn't find it.

"Zhan, you are intoxicated." SHEEESSSHHH!!! His monotonous pitch even sailed with the wind.

"Did you keep an eye on me? Awww...how sweet of you..." I kissed the lifeless picture of Yibo.

"Xiao Zhan, I'm behind you." Crazy...the billboard's talking to me..."Where's your other shoe?"

"As the saying goes life is not a fairy tale, if you lose a shoe at midnight, you're drunk. Is it midnight yet, The Nutcracker?" I don't know why but I cackled so hard that made my throat itchy and stinging. "Good night." I blew a single last kiss towards the ad, yawned and rested on the street lane in fetal position. My pillow; the curb of the street pavement.

"You're hopeless, Zhan Zhan..."

Somebody shut the damn publicity  material.

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Dangerous game I'm playing here but fuck haters and copycats. I'm doing this my way. :B

Wrong grammars and English usage errors. I'll edit this work soon.

-Bishounenhow111