Life is like a battle field in a game and games are like scenarios in life where no one really has the same stats. Where anyone can think they are equals or have equal shots at winning, either way it's not true. I already know that, I just wish I was at a higher starting point before the game called life decided to put me on its Heart wrenching, disastrous, and traumatizing roller coaster.
A boy named kim jin Ho lives in a rural part of Yeongyang-gun called seokbo-myeon. Seokbo-myeon is a place with numerous tourists attractions. There are beautiful natural views and historical sites.The people who live in Seokbo-myeon practice quite a lot of the historical practices that where done during the time of the Three kingdoms. Jin-ho who grew up in such a place practices and knows a lot about such acts but is inclined to also practice modern acts. Jin-Ho actually likes to learn a lot about modern act from his mother who seems to magically know about them and his father who says he personally knows someone who plays a big role in the entertainment industry.
Jin-ho who doesn't currently know what entertainment means but he's sure he likes the entertainment industry from what he has heard about it. So it's not surprising to his parents when one random summer afternoon he comes back from kindergarten and he says he wants to be a model when he grows up instead of something related to a field in agriculture or starting a local business.
Jin-ho learned alot about modeling since the time where he saw a magazine about a popular model on the path he took while walking home from kindergarten and decided to flip through it out of curiosity.
Jin-ho loved the way the people around him dress, but he can't help wonder how it will be like to wear and the fancy clothes like the models in the magazines he reads. He would like to dress up baggy trousers that make it nearly impossible to know how the person wearing the looks underneath them, or wear define fitting suit that "leave nothing to the imagination" as the magazine said. If he ever got the chance to wear any of the clothes from the magazines he might just wear them every day.
As jin-ho got older his goal did not change however he now worried about his appearance. He had thoughts like "I am not confident enough to ever be a good model" or "everyone either looks better than me or the same as me, what makes me stand out?". Jin-Ho became paranoid when he started to hear muffled whispers when he walked by and felt lingering gazes when he thought no one was around, it started eating away at him until he felt like everyone was against him. Jin-ho kept believing that for a long time.
Until he finally paid attention to the closest people in his life, who happen to be his parents. His parents who had been having a very hard time because their only son could not even look them in the eye because of fear of getting judged or worse being hated.
No matter how much they tried they couldn't get Jin-ho to understand they were worried and they were desperately trying to reach out to him. He just kept ignoring them. He ignored them until by chance he looked up and in front of him he saw his parents he looked and looked at them until he locked eyes with them and he gazed into the eyes of people who saw not an ugly boy but the must precious diamond that they have ever layed eyes on.
Jin Ho started to pay more attention to what he thought he looked like than what others thought he looked like. He told himself everyday the he was a "well put together young man, who any model agency would be happy to scout". He said this everyday for two years until he was eighteen.
Jin-ho now truly believed he was a well put together young man who any agency would be happy to scout. He had matured and now had long slender legs, a small waist, wide broad shoulders, Slender arms with hands that looked as smooth as the day he was born with toned muscles he worked so hard to develop, he has a mess of natural curly hair that just about stop at his neck and bangs that stop right near his sharp eyebrows, his mix matched eyes that if gazed into for too long would look to share the same story from different point of views, a slightly sharp jawline and his skin could only be described as flawless, it was pale with pink highlights for his sharper futures.
He had seen some magazines a few times showcasing models and he thought he looked like some of the male models maybe even some of the female models with short hair if you squint a little (a lot), but jin-ho could only dream and hope to get a golden opportunity like being in one of those magazines. Jin Ho might have kept dreaming and hoping for a opportunity if he didn't learn about the new foreign exchange program going on he just had to get noticed in the first event "rise of small giants" that was taking place in Tokyo. the program is currently still a work in progress but in about two years that could change.
He was already attending the best highschool his parents could afford in the town and but he had to study to his limits everyday if he wanted to get a scholarship in Tokyo. So he declared to himself that he would be the best in his school. Although there where challenges, like people always seemed to avoid him but he still worked hard regardless until he became the top finisher in his school. After that the exams he waited and waited some more, until he finally got a scholarship into a college in tokyo, and he was lucky enough to get a scholarship with a pretty good deal, apart from the usual offer for accommodation. He got a 40 percent discount on anything bought in school grounds. He couldn't wait.
That was the day Kim jin-ho thought he had became the main character of his life so he declared to no one but himself.
I kim Jin-Ho am going to start by modeling career in TokyoJapan from a small urban town in south Korea and rise to be the ideal image for beauty.
"This going to be my Time to shine"
That's what I also said when I was in the airport trying to reassure my anxious parents that I be fine living in Tokyo. Now seated on the plane I remember when they called my boarding number my mother started to yell how I should't go and how I could get bullied for my accent, or how I haven't learned enough japanese to talk fluently to someone who lives in Tokyo, or how the plane might crash right when it's about to land, and how she would finally be sure I don't love her. That was the first time I have ever seen her react that much to something but I shouldn't be surprised she was a little mad when I announced I wanted to try to get a scholarship, but know that I actually got the scholarship and the reality that she might not see her only child in a very long time is crashing all at once on her, but I saw my father reaching to comfort her with some words of reassurance.
Know that I remember what she said I can feel myself becoming a little nervous. What if the plane crashed, Maybe my mother was right, I can't survive in another country.
Just as I was to go into an emotional spiral I heard the announcement stating that we should fasting our sit belts and brace for terminal. I was living South Korea and I wasn't going back anytime soon.
I'm not going back anytime soon, it seems I'm starting to get effected by that reality, I'll miss my parents I won't have to miss any friends though, I didn't have any friends. I did have parents though and they were very dear to me. I might never see them again.
.30 minutes later.
Maybe I was being a little over dramatic before but can I really be blamed this is my first time outside my home country, South Korea and sure I'll call my parents everyweek I won't be able to talk face to face because of some 900 kilometers of distance and it will stay that way for a amount of time that I do not know.
I decided to look around my surroundings and saw a pretty girl with straight black hair and a pair of headphones she was looking away from me so I couldn't see her face. I wondered how I didn't notice her before she looked hard to miss, I guess I could try to make my first friend on this plane. I tried to poke her shoulder but she suddenly turned towards me and glared, we locked eyes. It wasn't that I feel in love but it was more like I was looking at a old friend that I finally met again after a long time we stared at each other for a good 2 minutes until she turned away from me. I decided I wouldn't like to talk to her. I looked at my other side and saw a someone who looked like a pretty young guy I couldn't see his face because he was wearing a mask and one of this things people used to cover their eyes I would check later what they where called. As I looked more at the stranger I saw he looked handsome but that's not the only thing to consider in a person so I would not judge of that. I looked away and decided to do my own thing.
.30 more minutes later .
I look at the screen in front of me and realize I still have an hour left, a whole hour left.
I guess I should sharpen my japanese more.