second chance series (prologue)
inspired by don’t wanna cry, lie again and second life & a little idea from reply 1997 and 1988.
genre: romance. fluff, angst pairing: y/n x ??? (svt)
a/n: hi guys! so my imagination started running after listening to dwc, lie again and second life on repeat lmao. i’ve always love reading angsty fics and so i came up with this series based on these three songs! disclaimer!! if there’s any similarity with other fics, it is coincidental, everything written here is based on my idea! no to plagiarism!! also, pics and gifs here are NOT mine! hope you guys enjoy this series i might be posting this on aff too so don’t be alarm if you come across it on aff! enjoy!
SERIES MASTERLIST
What if you could get a second chance at love? What if it was the wrong time but the right person all along? Would you take it? This second chance?
Meet y/n, a 25 year old girl who had to revisit the city she once loved, Seoul. It was a city filled with both good and bad memories for her. When she left, she swore never to return. But here she is, back in Seoul, hoping to not run into a certain old flame that might reopen old wounds and remind her of how broken hearted she was back then.
prologue | chapter 1
prologue: here goes nothing.
2020, Singapore
Y/n sighed as her best friend, Angel, went on and on about how she disapproves of her decision to visit South Korea after a long time. “I really don’t get it, of all the countries around the world, you chose Seoul?” Angel exclaimed as she helped Y/n pack several of her jackets lying on the bed.
“I didn’t choose it, it’s where the client is so I got to go there and finish up a couple of meetings. Plus, it’s autumn season now, so the weather is going be quite comfortable and cold.” Y/n took a few pairs of her favorite jeans and packed them inside her luggage. Angel handed her a bag of skincare and makeup, frowning. “Still.. Seoul? I thought you wouldn’t want to be back there after..” Her voice trailed off, afraid to explicitly bring up the past in case it reminded Y/n of some unpleasant memories.
Y/n slowly zipped up her luggage and brought it down from her bed. She turned to see her best friend giving her a concerned expression. “It’s been three years,” Y/n sat down on her bed, staring at her bottom drawer at her nightstand, “I’ve moved on. Right now, all I care about is going to Seoul and get the meetings done once and for all. I’ll be back home as soon as everything is finished smoothly.” That was what she ever wanted, to complete the task her boss assigned her to do in Seoul and then fly back immediately. But life seemed to have a couple of surprises for her.
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“So, are you all packed and ready for your flight tomorrow? What time is it?” Y/n’s mother asked as they sat down together for dinner. “Yup. The flight’s at seven in the morning, so I got to be at the airport by four-ish.” Y/n’s father cleared his throat before scooping some dish and placing it on Y/n’s bowl, “and you do not mind going to Korea again? After.. that incident.”
Y/n’s mother jabbed her chopsticks into the fried fish in front of her as she sighed. “Why wouldn’t she mind? It’s not as if she went through something very traumatic isn’t it? Couples break up here and there, you move on and when the right one comes along, you’ll know it.”
Y/n gave her parents a small smile especially at her mother for being truthfully candid. Her mother isn’t wrong, some relationships end, couples break up and they just moved on. It just so happened Y/n was one of them though her situation was a little uncommon but nevertheless, she has moved on and is happy right now.
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After double checking everything in her luggage, Y/n settled into her bed, ready to sleep before her trip. She looked to her nightstand drawer and opened it. There lies a metal box. Y/n opened it and smiled at the first thing that she saw. A polaroid photo of her and him. She had whipped cream smeared on her cheeks, that was taken on her birthday a few years ago. Gosh, she looked so young then. Him too. Both were smiling so brightly like a typical couple in love.
She flipped the polaroid over and behind it was written:
y/n’s birthday! 사랑해!
Y/n chuckled as she remembered that day. Oh such simpler times when it was the whole “us against the world” notion. She continued rummaging through the box and found an old concert ticket and poster.
IDEAL CUT 2018
‘Ah, this ticket.. Guess I was blessed, not needing to pay for this.’ She thought as she stared at the poster. Thirteen faces staring back at her, but her eyes were just fixed on that one guy. “I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss you, but I can’t. I can’t miss you.”
Y/n sighed as she closed the box, shoved it back to the drawer and went to bed. It’s no point thinking back about the past, she has moved on and it should remain this way.
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“All passengers departing for Seoul, Incheon, please proceed to gate D twelve for boarding.. I repeat, all..”
Y/n hugged her parents and Angel as she got ready her passport and boarding pass. “Alright, I got to go. I’ll text all of you when I land okay? I will be back in a few weeks’ time.” Her parents waved her goodbye as they watched y/n walked into the transit area. Y/n would be lying if she said she wasn’t feeling anxious at the thought of visiting Korea after so long. Seoul was the place where she had a lot of fun and pleasant memories. It was the place where she experienced what love was really like. It was also the place where she did her exchanged program at Yonsei University back in 2017.
Flashback to Dec 2016, Seoul
It was a month to the start of Y/n’s exchange at Yonsei University. She opted for a year-long exchanged in order to earn extra credits rather than earning them through project work. Y/n decided to arrive a month before the exchange program start to settle down and familiarise herself with campus and the city. Back in Singapore, she took it upon herself to learn some basic Korean language after finding a hobby in watching k-dramas.
Instead of living in a dorm, she opted to rent an apartment just five minutes away from the university. She wasn’t the only tenant of course, housing alongside with her were two other girls from Yonsei as well – Hana and Choyi. Luckily for y/n, both knew how to speak basic English, so language wasn’t a problem.
Hana and Choyi threw y/n a small dinner party in the house on the night of her arrival. “Thank you for helping me unpack all my stuff, I couldn’t have done it without you guys’ help!” Y/n gratefully thanked the two girls as she raised her can of beer. “It’s nothing! We’re just glad to meet a new friend from overseas!” Hana grinned as she slurp her ramen. Choyi nodded, grinning as she chewed on the beef.
“Oh oh! Music Core is about to start!” Choyi grabbed the remote and switched the tv channel to MBC. “Is your favorite singer performing later?” Y/n chuckled as her eyes turned to the tv.
“Choyi’s a carat.” Choyi nodded excitedly to Hana’s reply.
Y/n’s eyes looked at them, confused. “Carrot? The veggie?” Hana burst out laughing while Choyi sighed, “not that carrot. Carat, as in, diamond carat. It’s just our fandom name.”
“Whose fandom name?”
“Them.” Y/n looked to the tv screen where Choyi was pointing.
“They’re called Seventeen.”
On the screen stood what seemed like twelve or thirteen guys standing and dancing alongside fangirls screaming.
“Oh, I’ve heard of them! Didn’t they have this song called Mansae or something?” Y/n heard about the boygroup before but didn’t really pay attention to it because she wasn’t a fan of k-pop music but k-dramas instead.
“Omg yes! Are you a carat too?!” Choyi excitedly ask though her eyes were not leaving the tv screen even for a second. “Um, not really. I just heard of them heh.” Y/n gazed back onto the tv screen bringing her attention to that one particular member who caught her eye, oh, that guy is kinda good looking.
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2020, enroute from Singapore to Seoul
“Ladies and gentlemen, we will begin our descent towards Incheon International Airport. Please ensure that your seats are upright, tray tables are stowed and..”
Y/n woke up to the landing announcement being made and adjusted her seat upright as she looked out the window. There it was. South Korea, the country filled with both good and bad memories.
Y/n sighed as she unbuckled her belt and waited for the cabin crew to open the doors. She was to make her journey to Seoul but the mere thought of it made her feel a little anxious. It’s fine right?
It’s a big city so the chances of bumping into people I know here is small. Very small. She comforted herself as she made her way to immigrations. Here goes nothing.