I personally thought school was boring, especially international school, which was an afterschool program for foreign students like me. Little did I know, that it would change my adult years. When I first got into the program I was rather lonely, after all I was only 14 and was mediocre at English. The first few weeks were okay, I just minded my own business since it was a small school. At first I hated moving to a new country, because of the hassle. But after a while it wasn’t extremely bad. I was starting to get used to it, and my English started to get better during the first few weeks of school. At the time, I thought I was going to be some lonely and quiet teenager with no friend group and absolutely no thought of having a singing career. During free time, I’d sit alone in a classroom doing something like homework or listening to music, and honestly I found it nice sometimes. Growing up, I didn’t have much friends. It was just mostly people who I simply talk to, not actual friends to hang out, which caused me to me introverted. Most of the time, it was just my mom and I who spent the most time together. One day, during free time, this kid with a construction hat, later found out the hat’s name was Builder’s Club Hat, asked if he could sit right next to me while I was scrolling on social media. I said yes because I didn’t think I was going to interact with him at all. I also hoped he wasn’t this extremely energetic kid who annoys me either. I put my headphones in as he eats his rice ball. Few minutes later, I caught him peeking at my phone. When he knows I caught him, he looked away. I don’t know what caused me to point it out, it was 2 years ago. I probably said something along the lines of, “What are you looking at!?” in a joking way. I meant no harm, I was only 15! He definitely older than me at the time, I think he was 17. I don’t know why I said it, I should’ve been scared since he was older than me! After I said that, we started talking a bit. He told me how he had a bank in Japan named after him, how cool is that? After a few words I found out what his name was, KOJI, KOJI UKON. We were just exchanging facts about ourselves then started exchanging socials to get into contact. I considered that my first real friend. He said he liked my sword-in-head accessory I got in an arcade machine back in South Korea. I liked it as well, thats why I kept it all the way til now! After a while, I thought he was cool, and he still is! After a while, I convinced myself that during this time of my life I would have more friends, and man I was right! We were sitting alone in the classroom where we usually hang out on a random Thursday, when this dude with a sick purple hair walked up and asked if he could sit with us. He looked about 16-17, although I’m not good with ages. Of course we said yeah, and we started talking a bit.