Hi, There? chapter 1

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a new story

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Jeon Kook stood in the middle of her small, tidy dorm room, her eyes scanning the space. The walls were bare except for a small bulletin board above her bed, where a few random photos and postcards hung. Her bed, the one closest to the door, was neatly made, while the other two beds were in complete disarray.

Clothes, books, and a variety of other personal items were scattered across the mattresses. Despite the mess, the room felt oddly quiet, almost comforting in its solitude. It was the first time she’d ever been away from home, and now, standing in the dorm room, she couldn’t shake the feeling of loneliness creeping in. She glanced to the right and left, taking in the cluttered sight. Her roommates had yet to return.

jeon jung-kook

I guess I’m alone for now,

She muttered softly, breaking the silence.

Her heart raced with a mix of excitement and nervousness. Today was the first day of her college life. She’d made the decision to stay in the campus hostel, hoping it would be easier to adjust to this new chapter in her life. The freedom, the new experiences, the idea of independence—everything made her feel both exhilarated and slightly scared. But right now, all she felt was the emptiness of the unshared space.

jeon jung-kook

Hi, my name is Jeon jung-Kook. You can call me Kook,

She mumbled to herself, almost as if reminding herself that this was a fresh start.

jeon jung-kook

Today is the first day of my college life... and hostel life.

She chuckled softly, trying to push away the feeling of unease. Her voice sounded so small in the silence.

Kook took a deep breath, forcing herself to focus. She turned toward the third bed, the one in the corner, and began unpacking her things. As she pulled out her favorite books, a few cute knick-knacks from home, and neatly folded clothes, she tried to distract herself from the overwhelming sensation of being in an unfamiliar place. Still, there was a lingering feeling of boredom. The emptiness of the room echoed around her.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket, pulling her attention away from the piles of clothes and books. She fished it out, hoping for a text or a call. But no luck. Her friends hadn’t responded to her messages. They were probably all busy with their own things, she thought. She sighed and scrolled through her contact list, feeling a bit of loneliness settle in her chest.

jeon jung-kook

Guess I’ll have to entertain myself,

She said softly, speaking aloud to no one in particular.

Kook opened the app store on her phone and began browsing through the endless list of games. There were so many choices, but none of them seemed to hold her attention. She was about to put the phone down when something caught her eye: the Instagram icon. She hesitated for a moment.

jeon jung-kook

💭.I’ve never actually had Instagram before. But maybe now is the time to try it out,

She thought. After all, everyone used it, and it seemed like a good way to pass the time.

With a soft exhale, she tapped on the Instagram icon and decided to create an account. The app prompted her to sign up, and she entered her details, selecting a username. She typed,

“bunny_the_butterfly,"

A name that sounded cute and whimsical, just like the mood she was in. After filling in the necessary fields, she hesitated for a moment before hitting the “Sign Up” button.

jeon jung-kook

Alright,

She muttered,

jeon jung-kook

Here we go.

She scrolled through a few random posts as her feed began to load. There were pictures of friends hanging out, food, vacations, and random people showing off their outfits. It was a lot to take in, and Kook found herself getting lost in the constant stream of images. It was overwhelming, but she couldn’t help but feel drawn to it.

Kook felt an urge to do something on her new account, but she wasn’t quite sure what. She tapped on her profile picture and stared at the empty page. It was all so new, and for some reason, she felt a little out of place. But the curiosity to see what was out there was strong, so she decided to explore further.

Her attention shifted when she saw a notification pop up from her Mangatoon account—one of her favorite reading apps. She hadn’t checked it in a while, and she was excited to see if her story had gained any traction. She opened the Mangatoon app and was greeted by her author profile. The five chapters she’d written were there, but they hadn’t gained any traction. She frowned as she stared at the stats—zero views, zero comments.

jeon jung-kook

Why am I even trying?

Kook muttered under her breath.

Her thumb hovered over the screen, feeling the weight of her disappointment. It was hard not to compare herself to the other authors on Mangatoon, who had stories with thousands of views and tons of comments. *Maybe they just have better stories,* Kook thought, biting her lip.

Kook sighed, almost giving up on checking the stats altogether. But then, she noticed something—a post in the "popular" section of Mangatoon. It was a photo post, and the comments below were flooded with reactions. Curiously, she tapped on it, finding a comment section filled with people commenting on a highly suggestive, 18+ post that had just gone viral. Kook felt slightly awkward seeing it, but she couldn’t deny the curiosity that stirred inside her.

As she read through the comments, something made her smile. Most of them were playful, lighthearted, and funny. One particular comment caught her eye:

comment

I’m innocent, I didn’t see anything.

It was a humorous comment on the post, and Kook, in a strange way, felt a connection to it—she, too, felt a little innocent in this whole new world of college, trying to navigate through it all.

Jeon Kook sat on the edge of her bed, tapping away at her phone. Her comment on the Mangatoon post had just been sent:

jeon jung-kook

Same here, I’m innocent, didn’t see anything.

She chuckled softly, feeling a little silly but relieved. For once, she wasn’t the only one feeling out of place. She leaned back on her bed, scrolling through her feed, when a new notification popped up. She glanced at it and saw that someone had replied to her comment. Her fingers quickly tapped the screen to open it.

The reply read:

comment

I see how innocent you are.

Kook blinked, slightly taken aback. It was playful, but something about it made her smile.

jeon jung-kook

💭.Guess I’m not the only one trying to figure things out,

She thought. Still smiling, she typed a quick response:

jeon jung-kook

Hey, can you please check my story and give me a review?

jeon jung-kook

I’m not sure if I should keep writing or not.

She bit her lip after hitting send, waiting anxiously for a response. A few moments later, the person replied:

comment

Sure, I’ll check it out.

Kook felt a sense of anticipation in her chest as she waited. It didn’t take long before another notification popped up. She opened it eagerly.

comment

Okay, I read your story. It’s good! Keep going!

Her heart skipped a beat, and she felt a rush of relief.

comment

Really?

She whispered to herself. A smile stretched across her face as she sat up, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. Someone had actually liked her writing, and they wanted her to continue. Her fingers hovered over her phone for a moment before she typed back:

jeon jung-kook

Thank you so much! You really made my day.

The words felt like a small victory, a tiny glimmer of encouragement in a world that felt new and overwhelming. Kook leaned back on her bed, staring at the ceiling, the weight of her loneliness suddenly feeling a little lighter. Maybe this new chapter, this new life, was going to be okay after all.

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