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On the first day of christmas, a baby girl was born. Her eyes, were the same color as winter itself, grey, but reflected a much more beautiful light that was the star. And so, her parents named her just that. Byul. She was so pure, and innocent, Born on Christmas day, her father saw great things in her. She was his star. His only, child.

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December 25, 1993

Her first word: Music. She loved to hum, and move along to the melodic tunes her mother played for her. Her love, softness, and voice was her inspiration. She was the reason, why she loved to sing and dance.
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On her fifth birthday: She loved to sit near the windowsill, and watch the night skies. The millions of little stars, made her happy. On christmas,especially, the one that took out most to her, always brought on peace. Therefore, she grew an interest in the other beings around her, when her father was at work.
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During her tenth birthday, she smiled though there was sadness. Grief, hidden behind a simple expression. The death of her mother. Inept at hiding her emotions, she made a promise on her tombstone. "I'll become great, like you mom." So she sang, and sang, and sang...eventually her father started paying for her lessons in singing, dancing, piano, violin...everything. Because of her determination, and hard work, her father envisioned a new future. And gave her, the greatest gift of all: twelve beautiful voices.
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The fifteenth birthday: She met her favorite band in person. Exo, the 'gift' her father created for her. It was the first time, she'd ever cried. Not tears of sorrow, but joy and love. After all, their music was all inspired by one star. "Thank you, Byul." The twelve bowed, graciously, meeting the girl who gave them a chance to make their dreams a reality. They ended up making a great relationship with the girl, under the greatest of circumstances...then one day, something happened that  could've changed their lives forever.
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