29 June 2012
Dear World,
Hello, it’s me, the one and only Rebekah Kim and I’ve just graduated from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. How do you feel about that?
Yeah, I figured you were a bit intimidated. You’ve got the likes of me free to roam around now, don’t you? Tad frightening. And not only have I completed my schooling, I’m also a registered animagus. Which, I must say, is bloody wicked.
Yep, you heard me! Swung by the Ministry earlier. They gave me the hairy eyeball—cause let’s face it, my sudden appearance was a bit questionable—but I pulled it off. A few smooth words, a couple charming winks and I got all the paperwork done without too much of a hassle. They should have been happy I bothered.
Went nearly three years without being registered, I could have gone for more.
But I decided my rule breaking days are over. (Okay, not really. I don’t think I could ever break that habit. Rules were meant to be broken!)
Anywugglies, yeah, I do feel like a right tart for taking off like that. It would have been nice to graduate with the rest of the class—you know, properly—but… well, that just isn’t my style! (I think I would have hesitated leaving if I stayed, to be honest. That’s why.) They’ll get over it. Hopefully not too many people send me owls cause my mum would have the unfortunate task of informing every single one of them of my absence. Poor Mum.
Sadly, I realise that this letter will never reach you, World, because it’s stuck inside my seventh year journal. But perhaps one day down the road, a descendant of mine or someone will read this and think to themselves, “Wow, my ancestor Rebekah Kim was quite the amazing person.”
Which I am.
Anywuggles, I’m just attempting to fill up the last few pages here. As it were, when Mum went to buy this journal before the start of term last summer, she picked up a journal that had few too many pages. That, or I ended up documenting much less of my seventh year than I had anticipated. (Unlikely.) So, here I am, blithering on about this and that.
And there you are, World, wondering why I insist on being so ridiculous and mad all the time. Well, I don’t have an answer for you, so ha.
Just letting you know, I’m at home in Leeds figuring out the things I should bring and leave behind. Oh, and you know, saying my goodbyes and what have you. Mister and Missus Park (Jaehyun’s parents) are downstairs with my mum reminiscing and being sad and parently sentimental. Merlin, they’re so emotional right now. I’m definitely not having kids if this is what happens when they grow old enough to leave the nest.
That scrapbook Jay gave me before I left is just open a few paces away and I’m catching a few unwanted glimpses of the photos and stuff like that. Its got everyone, I swear. From Jaehyun to Jieun to Jay to Seungho to Sooyoung to Dongwoon to… everyone. Even people I didn’t even know! Well, I might have known them and they’re just slipping my mind, but you understand, don’t you? You don’t? Well, bugger you, too, then.
I’m sorry, Descendant Who Is Reading This/World. That wasn’t very nice. It isn’t right to use language like that. Don’t run off and tell your Mum you learned a new world from Bekah, alright?
Right, well, I’ll refrain from using such vile and vulgar language from now on.
But everything is documented and I question the stalking skills of whoever got all those photos. It’s quite creepy. But I suppose, if they didn’t have the stalking skills that they had, I wouldn’t have such wonderful photographed memories.
Sadly, I have no bloody idea what I’m going to do without that lot around me everyday. It’s going to be quite difficult.
So, World dearest, whatever do you suggest I do when I start off exploring you? To be honest, I was thinking of… well, you know. That. My parents and their parents are quite aware of what I’m planning to do as well. Now, I’m not necessarily planning on bringing them back, but, I think Mister and Missus Park and Mister Lee and Mum understand. They always do, they have to.
World, I’m going to find them.
Quite the unbreakable bond we’ve got, yeah?
Sigh. They are fabulous mate-friends, you know. I don’t think I could’ve found a better ones.
That’s quite enough of that silly sentimental stuff, though. I don’t want to tire you with that, especially seeing as I am finally on the last page of my journal.
Thank Merlin.
Not that I don’t love my journal, mind you. Because I do. It’s second in my heart after Mum who’s tied with Jieun and Jaehyun. And Quidditch. So I suppose that really means that this journal is in fourth. But that’s still pretty high up there on the List of Things That Are Important to Bekah.
But enough of that, World. You don’t need to be bored by my silly ramblings. Not in this letter. No, you’ll have plenty of books to be bored with. Except you won’t be bored, because they’re going to be the best adventure books ever published in the wizarding world. Which I suppose is a part of you, since you contain both the wizarding and muggle-ing world.
How fortunate! Not only do you have access to magic that I probably can’t even comprehend, but you get muggle tevelisions and Monty Python too. I’m quite jealous, World. Quite jealous, indeed.
Well, it is now I must bid thee adieu, as I am almost out of space to even sign my name. And, since this is a letter signaling the end of my school years and my dive into the “real world”, I have to close it properly with just the right amount of pomp and circumstance. So, here it goes.
I will see you soon.
Most Affectionately Yours,
Rebekah R. Kim
Gryffindor Royalty, Ruler of All That is Quidditch, Former Spaz Goddess, Her Royal Hotness, and Girlfriend of J. H. Park
P.S. That last one surprised you, didn’t it? It’s long past due, so I figured why not. Cheers.
