I saved a k-pop idol? || Kwon Soon-young || Fanfic

|| Chapter 1 ||

It was a Friday night. You just finished your work at a magazine company. Researching idols and making edits for inside the magazine that was going to be published. Even though you were only 21, you were ambitious and wanted to join the fashion industry as quickly as possible. And Korea always has been called a very fashionable country in your eyes. 

So you saved up and moved to Seoul, and boy did it make a big impression on you. You lived in a small city and compared to this, it was totally different. Through hard work you got accepted into your current fashion magazine company as part of an idol researcher group. So your task is mainly to take pictures of interviews and edit them later, of course you had to do you idol research as well. Lately you've been assigned to research this group called 'Seventeen'.  It was your job, so of course you accepted the task. You never heard about this group before so you went to their fansigning to do some intense research and take pictures. You really tried your best to understand what they were saying. You've been studying Korean for 2 years now. Business fluent would be the best way to describe your level of the korean language. However, the screaming fangirls didn't help your situation at all. You couldn't hear what they were saying and so your research day ended with almost no new information at all.

Then one day... everything changed for you.

Another long day at the office and the coffee was clearly not helping you stay awake anymore. So you went home as fast as you could, putting on your bluetooth headphones blasting your favorite song at the moment. You stop in your tracks as you see a guy in all black with a hoodie on walking in front of you. Shit you have seen a lot of horrors and you did not like this at all. Walking on a slower pace you took your steps. The guy seemed harmless and just.. spaced out? He was approaching the crossing and the light was clearly red. However he just crossed like the idiot he is. When suddenly you heard a truck honking its horn in the distance. You had to do something. An electric shock wave passed through your body as you felt every muscle in you twitch. In no time you tackled the drunk guy to the ground. The truck racing by, not even looking back. 

You blinked as you open your eyes, you were on top of the guy as you looked if you both were okay.  Something soft was pressed against your lips... 

...

Oh no you accidentally kissed the guy!

...

Quickly you pushed yourself away, angry slapping the guy on his arm."Yah! Mister! That's dangerous do you want to die?!"  The guy was clearly not the old geezer you thought he was. He was actually pretty handsome and young. Maybe around your age?  The guy slowly opened his eyes, luckily he wasn't hurt anywhere.  

"I'm... alive?" He said with a little bit of an husky voice. 

"Barely."  You sighed as you reached for your bag. Since your mom always taught you to bring a small first aid kit everywhere, it stuck with you. Sliding the hoodie off his head, you lifted up his chin. "You saved me...angel" The look on his face was really like something woke up inside of him.  His eyes were sparkling in the moonlight. Who is this guy anyway? Why was he so unaware of his surroundings? The random thoughts kept popping up into your head as you quickly finished patching up the small scratch on his head. His skin was absolutely flawless, almost like porcelain. You caught yourself staring at his face and managed to snap out of it.