GOT7's Good Luck Charm (Yugyeom Love Story)

Who's Calling?

-Eight Months Later-

Lynn's Pov.

Long story short; My mother refused to let me follow Oppa to the big city. She's such a booger sometimes. Anyway, it's been about eight months since he left for stardom. It turns out he auditioned for Jyp Entertainment behind my back and ended up making it. He signed a contract and had been training during the time I thought he was in school. He joined a group called GOT7, which specializes in martial arts tricking and gymnastics, and that's perfect for oppa because he's great at extreme dancing.

But sometimes watching his performances makes me extremely sad because, he used to watch idols perform on t.v. with me, but now it's like he's trapped in the t.v. screen; In a totally different world where I can't reach him. But in reality he's in Seoul, a thirty minute drive away.

These days I don't go outside much. I don't go to the local anime shop anymore. I usually stay in my room watching re-runs of Dream High, Gu Family Book, The Flower Boy Next Door, and Reply 1997. Which is pointless since I know all the storylines by heart. But it beats going outside and seeing the faces of strangers when I only want to see one familiar face.

I've tried calling Oppa, but he won't answer. I've tried Skype calling, but that's no use. He obviously doesn't want to talk to me. That slimy booger! Funny how one inch of fame changes you; For the worst, that is.

"Oh no...Yeo Wool is dying!" I screamed to no one in particular. It wasn't a surprise but hey, I have to get my mind off of Oppa somehow.

/Kiss Kiss Kiss Baby/

/Hush Hush Hush Baby/

My phone went off, scaring the living daylights out of me. I picked it up hesitantly, since it was an unknown number.

"Hello?"

"Urm, Hello. This is JB, from GOT7?" A male voice on the other end of the line said. It came out sounding like a question. I didn't bother learning Oppa's group members since I'm trying to block him from my brain.

"Urm, you there?" JB asked loudly.

"Yah! Who do you think you're fooling? I know it's that random Ahjussi from the fruit market who wanted my number! I'll give your number to the cops, I swear it!"

"What? No! I'm serious, I'm Jackson's bandmate! I'm the leader!"

"How would I know that? Huh? I don't care about his stupid boygroup that he left me for! Good day!" I hung up and turned back to look at my t.v. screen. Great! I missed Yeo Wool and Kang Chi kissing for the last time. Dang that Ahjussi!

/Kiss Kiss Kiss Baby/

/Hush Hush Hush Baby/

"Hello?"

"This is JB again. Please just hear me out, okay?"

"Fine, Ahjussi. What?"

"Oh for crying out loud! I'm not some perverted old man from the fruit market, I promise!"

"Prove it! I remembered your face so I could describe it to the police!"

"I'll send you a pic."

"How do I know it's not a random pic off the internet!"

"Nevermind! I'll skype you, what's your name?"

"Pah! I'm not giving you my name, you booger!"

"You're impossibly stubborn! I just need your help with Jackson! Please! We have a performance in like thirty minutes and-"

"Lynn-Luvs-Dumplings"

"What?"

"My skype name is Lynn-luvs-Dumplings."