A package came three weeks later, I was the recipient and the sender's name had been blanked out, the address however did lead to somewhere in South Korea. I wasted no time in ripping the box open, I was way too excited. Beneath layers and layers of foam balls lay that poster I requested Mr Fatboy, carefully rolled up and placed in a cardboard tube. If that didn't make me feel anymore thankful, I also discovered an unexpected surprise. At the very bottom of the box I found H.M.Y's limited edition, Korea-release only photobook SIGNED by no other than the members themselves. I flipped open the book and examined each individual picture, I've never seen these pictures before, talk about being exclusive...
When I reached the back page, a note was attached addressed to me, written in flawless English:
For Cana: I heard you're a big fan our hyungs from Super Junior. We will work hard to surpass them one day, thank you for supporting us through our debut and good luck for your upcoming exams!" -H.M.Y Yuu
I gasped, how did he know so much about me? Did that fat nerd tell him everything I had ever said to him... including the bad bits? I immediately logged onto my IM, I seek answers from fat nerd, who happened to be online, as usual.
"H-how did you do that?!" I typed "What the hell did you tell him?" In response I received an animation depicting laughter, the word "connections" followed by a wink. I sighed, in my thankful mood I must have forgotten just how frustrating this guy can be.
"So... I realised that I don't even know your name." I sent. I hadn't been keen on knowing fat nerd's name, but I became increasingly curious.
"Why do you need to know?"
"Um... so I know who to thank?" I felt my patience slipping, just what kind of character is this guy to get his hands on such rare merchandise? He surely is too young to be a manager or the CEO of an entertainment company...
"Jae Ki, Lee Jae Ki." He replied after a long pause. Excellent, he expected me to call him by something I could barely pronounce without giggling to myself and making reference to those professional dopey Starcraft players I sometimes read about on the internet.
"English, please." I asked "You speak perfect English, wouldn't you at least have something less of a mouthful.
There was no response.
"So how come you work in the industry?" I decided that it was a good idea to probe further for his information. I had after all, nothing to do and I should at least show my appreciation at his efforts. "Are you a trainee?" I giggled, imagining a fat beachball bouncing around to Suju's songs.
"What are you, a creep or something?" Came his snide comment. Trust him to make me sound like someone with stalker tendencies.
"...I will stop right there then." I typed "Anyway, thanks Jaeki, I really appreciate it!" Hence I will get the main point of this conversation over with and stop letting him make me angrier.
"It's Jae Ki, get it right you illiterate goose." I could literally envision his fat face smirking behind a computer screen as he continued to tease me. "And you can just pay me."
In your dreams, Jaeki. I ignored him and signed off.
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