Meeting the new one's

Walking out of the airport only to find many numbers of people holding their cardboard high with the names written over them. Somewhere in English and somewhere in Korean letter. Viddhi eyes scans around reading the English name's not to find either of them.

"Oh, my god they wrote my our name in Korean!!" Anjali squees in response holding her cheeks moving side by side. With that, her bag hits her side by side in excitement.

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'Anjali Anjali just don't get over-excited just be a normal child!! you have to be don't act like all hyper crazy one... calm and collective'

Taking a deep breath Anjali tried to calm herself down, but she herself can feel her heart beating faster against her chest.

'Don't mix the words of Japanese and Korean you have taken the Korean classes okay anime and K-Drama are different

'Bu-but that they wrote names in Korean it looks so beautiful as in mine totally like a pig-shi@#. Stop to calm down take a deep breath and let Vids know our name is here. Our destiny is calling that guy I can feel the song you are my destiny being played in back ground'

Before Anjali could point out who it was only Viddhi receives a call over her phone, as be removes it from the back of her pocket. Receiving it as she talked over her over the call. With that, she raises her hand up waving over the same place where Anjali was going to point out.

"Ash no use" Viddhi walks away as Anjali follows behind her.

'Wait she has his number does she knows him? A secret date? It's going to be revealed now. Crying in the tear's of pain why I can't get a date or I do reject all the proposal just to be single crying aloud.

'Again her dating secrets gonna be revealed now. Crying in the pain of tears why can't I date anyone. Am I not attractive or something, or just me who just loves to reject all proposals and cry being left out single.'

Brain: It isn't about you being attractive or not you are just a pussy who runs away from reality.. Whenever a guy comes near you...

Me: Runaway. Are you referring to those guys who jump suddenly and say I love you? Or even when you meet them online just to comment you 'sexy', 'cute', 'pretty' etc.., etc prevent smelly things just to get you. Or in your pants then just to dum-

Brain: Yeah you and your reasons. Can't a guy even compliment you how you are?

Me: No...

Brain: ...

Me: I don't know what to say.... To those things.. Why can't life just be like drama or stories or like manga as they are just based in reality? As our imagination makes it-

"Li!!!!" brought back into reality hearing Viddhi voice her hand waving towards her

A smile spreads at Anjali face as she walks towards her bestie standing beside her eyes falls over the guy who lowered the board. Which had the name written over it, only to see him looking towards Viddhi.

Wearing a black t-shirt, with the logo design in the middle of the k-photography competition along with the sponsor name below it. With his black hairstyles shaved from either side of his head. The end of his hair coloured in blond.

'Not sus we aren't getting kidnapped'

"Anjali this is Ae Nam-Seon and Nam-Seon this is Anjali the other one who you were waiting for too." She said as the guy smiled looking towards Viddhi then towards Anjali bowing making Anjali do the same.

When their eyes meet Anjali smiles in response with a fake smile across her face along with the look over her face. 'Stay away from my bestie' Making the guy raise his bow cleaning his throat.

"Hello Anuj-aoj..i nice to meet you..." he said raising his hand to shake which only made Viddhi to sniff her laugh in response, only to cover it with a fake cough. Glaring at her bestie, Anjali shakes her hand with Nam-seon.

'Wait did he spell my name in the wrong way, okay it's okay, calm down, girl.'

"Nice to meet you too Nam-seon. Oh, it's Anjali but you can go by An in a simple way" shaking their hand. Pulling away as they head towards the car as Nam-seon gets Viddhi's luggage in the car.

Before Anjali could give her her own the guy just walks away and helps Viddhi to get inside the car opening the door for her.

'What a gentleman helping the lady. What am I a monster who will eat him if he helped me.' Anjali thought glaring at the back of the head of the guy? Before Anjali could pick up her luggage, a hand already placed and sets her luggage inside the car.

Turning her head around just to see another guy wearing a game black t-shirt and in a more build up body than the previous one. Hair cut short with the preaching on his left side of his ear.

"Arigato-no i mean Gumawo" Anjali bows a bit making the guy to do the same closing the back trunk of the car with that the guy walks away towards the driving seat.

'Wait should I be formal right why was I informal aaa baka baka stupid!!!'

"Waaaa, Did he just-nana don't get your hopes up Anjali to remember for what you are really here."

Walking towards the opposite side opening the door getting inside the car closing it behind her with a loud thud. With that, Anjali kept on glaring at the guy through the rearview mirror. Making him gulp in response.

'Am I really being disliked by every boy on this earth or what, no I mean all aren't bad as my brother and by other bestie but still? Maybe I'm just reading too much crime-related manga along with that watching too many dramas too'

Signing in response just to feel the vibration on her pocket, along with the car engine as the guy whose name is still unknown to Anjali.

'But still, why didn't he helped me? Is something wrong or- whatever but that one' Anjali looks towards the other guy who helped her,

'Mystrious guy I like it-clean your brain girl its not Korean drama' shaking her head in response looking towards Viddhi who was pointing at her phone to look at it.

Anjali can feel her mood was ruined taking her phone out of her pocket throwing it towards Viddhi making confusion fall over her face.

With that Viddhi throws her phone back on her lap, once again Anjali throws it back not in the book to talk.

'First, I'm hungry and then she ignores me, finally that guy ugh' once again just to feel the phone being thrown on her lap.

"What Video Vid" Anjali asked in a loud voice

"What?" Viddhi looks towards the guy then back at Anjali, "Is something wrong" she asked like nothing made Anjali roll her eyes who once again was sniffing her giggles.

'Screw it what the first impression of mine. No used to keep it up as it already screwed'.

With that Anjali puts her headset upon her ears, putting on the Japanese music list in full volume. She can faintly hear her bestie talking to the guy in front of her exchange the words. Just like her, the other guy was in total silence.

A smile spread across her face seeing the billboard of her near to her heart boy band over the board as the car passes by. Removing her phone as she takes the pictures inside the car.

'A new photo for my journal captured'

Looking down at her phone just to see a notification being popped up, just to see the message of the girl who was sitting beside her. Turning her head around to giving the death glare to her best friend. Who raises her bow pointing at her cellphone then at Anjali's

Opening it the message which only made her laugh out aloud bitting her lips as Anjali apologies

'Wanna fuck bi+tv right here huh 👿' she wrote

'sorry I can't let you do that bae'

(*>.<*)😿🙀 I'm a straight person only into you know boys💧💧 "

'Oh really is that so now tell me why my little beb all mad and sad;'

'Don't you tell its nothing I can sniff your emotions right from here' Anjali rolls he eyes in response licking the bottom of her lips texting the whole incident.

'The hell he has the audacity to ignore my beb now I'm going to ignore him for the whole lifetime!!' making Anjali giggles in response as another message pops up.

'No one dares to ignore my beb'

"Oh well, the offer is still available

'Na i will let it pass for now so night~night… I'm sleepy'

'Wait don't leave me along'

"Chat with that guy bro go for it or read oh well play your favourite game' Closing her phone as Anjali learns her head against the window closing her eyes along with that.

Only concentrating on music makes you forget everything. Bringing you to the world of its own tune. Music is in every moment of your life and is everywhere. Even when you sleep, when you wake up in every movement, every second.

One common language everyone understands, where everyone is equal. No one is different here. Not higher, not lower or being judged. Still, there will be some, but music is something no matter what kind brings all together.

With that Anjali falls asleep in her own dreamless night… while listening to music.