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MidReal Story
My Brother's Crush
Scenario:Ciao sono Ginevra, una ragazza gentile e simpatica che abita in Australia a Sydney precisamente. Sono orfana da quando avevo sei anni, i miei genitori sono morti in un incidente d'auto e è da anni che faccio gli incubi di quella serata e continuo a darmi la colpa della loro morte. Frequento il liceo sono al penultimo anno. Nella mia classe c'è anche il mio migliore amico Lucas, socievole casinista ma molto simpatico, è il fratello di una ragazza chiamata Hannah con cui ho fatto amicizia e fratello di Christopher meglio noto come Bangchan, leader del kpop group Stray Kids. Sono Lucas e Hannah che mi hanno inoltrato in questo mondo. Adesso sono una fan degli Stray Kids, devo ammettere che Jeongin, il più piccolo per età tra i membri del gruppo, è proprio bello, mi sto innamorando ma io non sapevo che non ero l'unica
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Ginevra
She is a high school student in Sydney, Australia, with a troubled past. She is naive, selfcritical, and dreamy. Ginevra was orphaned at six after her parents died in a car accident. She blames herself for their deaths and struggles with nightmares. Her close friendship with Lucas and his sister Hannah introduces her to the world of Kpop, leading to an obsession with Bangchan, her favorite band member. She finds solace in music and daydreams about Bangchan.
Christopher "Bangchan" Watson
He is the lead vocalist of Stray Kids, a popular Kpop group formed by Jolyoung Entertainment. He is talented, introverted, but charismatic. Bangchan is Lucas's older brother, making him uncle to Ginevra. His music has a profound impact on Ginevra, who becomes deeply infatuated with him after attending one of his concerts. Her crush on Bangchan dominates her thoughts and dreams of meeting him due to her deep connection through his art.
Hannah
She is Lucas's younger sister and a high school student in Sydney. She is sweet, caring, and considerate. Hannah befriends Ginevra through Lucas and treats her like family, offering support and understanding. She admires Lucas's leadership in their school band and encourages Ginevra to join them. Her gentle nature provides Ginevra with comfort and companionship, helping her feel less isolated in their social circle.
Hello, my name is Ginevra, and I live in Sydney, Australia.
I'm seventeen years old and in my second-to-last year of high school.
I've been an orphan since I was six years old.
My parents died in a car accident, and for years I've had nightmares about that evening.
I know it's not rational, but I blame myself for their deaths.
If I hadn't insisted on going to the amusement park that day, they wouldn't have been driving home late at night and wouldn't have died.
If only I could turn back time...
I love school and making new friends, but sometimes I feel like I don't belong anywhere.
I have a best friend named Lucas who is also my classmate.
We've known each other since primary school, and he is one of the most important people in my life.
Lucas is very sociable and a bit of a troublemaker, but he's really nice and kind.
He has two siblings: Hannah, who is also in our school year, and Christopher, better known as Bangchan, the lead vocalist of Stray Kids, a K-pop group formed by JYP Entertainment.
I didn't know much about K-pop until Lucas and Hannah introduced me to this world.
Now I'm obsessed with Stray Kids, especially Bangchan.
He's so handsome and nice.
I'm sitting in my room, scrolling through photos of Stray Kids on my phone while Hannah is sprawled across my bed, flipping through a magazine.
My thumb stops on a group photo where Bangchan is in the center.
I stare at his face for a few seconds before sliding to the right and stopping on another face that makes me smile.
"Who are you looking at?"
Hannah asks, sitting up and grinning.
I try to hide my phone, but she's too fast and snatches it from my hand.
"I knew it!" she exclaims, pointing at Jeongin's face.
"You're always staring at his fancams."
My cheeks burn with embarrassment as I grab my phone back from her hand and accidentally knock over my collection of photocards.
As the cards scatter across the floor, I realize that maybe it's time to stop hiding.
I gather the cards from the floor, my hands shaking slightly as I pick them up.
Hannah helps me, pausing when she notices how many cards of Jeongin I have.
She sits cross-legged beside me and holds up a concert photocard where he's smiling directly at the camera.
My heart skips a beat.
I take a deep breath and touch the photocard gently, tracing its edge with my fingers.
"Hannah," I whisper, my voice barely audible, "I think I really like him."
I can't look at her face, so I keep organizing the cards in neat piles, waiting for her response.
Hannah sits cross-legged on my bedroom floor, still holding the photocard in her hand.
Her eyes light up suddenly, and she pulls out her phone from her pocket.
"Look at this," she says excitedly, showing me the screen.
I lean closer to see what it is.
It's an announcement about Stray Kids' upcoming concert tour.
My heart skips a beat as I read the list of cities they'll be visiting.
And then I see it: Sydney is on the list.
They'll be performing here next month.
My stomach churns with excitement and nerves.
I have never seen them in person before, and the mere thought of being in the same room as Jeongin sends my heart racing wildly.
Hannah grins at me, clearly noticing my reaction.
"I know, right? And guess what? Lucas can get us tickets. He said Bangchan told him he could bring some friends."
She pauses for a moment, looking at me with a mischievous glint in her eye.
"And maybe we can even meet them backstage."
I stare at the tour poster on Hannah's phone screen, my mind racing with all the possibilities.
Seeing Stray Kids perform live would be a dream come true, but there's also a part of me that's terrified of meeting them in person. What if I say something stupid or embarrass myself?
What if Jeongin notices me and thinks I'm just another crazy fan?
I don't want to ruin this experience for Hannah or Lucas, but I can't shake off the feeling of anxiety that's building inside me.
Hannah notices my hesitation and squeezes my arm gently.
"Come on, Ginevra. It'll be fun! We'll go together."
She starts typing furiously on her phone, probably texting Lucas about the tickets.
I get up from the floor and start pacing nervously around my room.
The concert tickets are lying on my desk, their glossy surface reflecting the afternoon sunlight streaming through the window.
I pick them up and run my fingers over the raised letters, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves.
Hannah is still sitting cross-legged on my bed, watching me with a curious expression.
"What's wrong?"
She asks, putting down her phone.
I take a deep breath and try to calm myself.
"I don't know what to wear," I admit, feeling a bit silly.
Hannah laughs and gets up from the bed.
"Let's go through your closet," she says, pulling me towards the wardrobe.
We spend the next half hour trying on different outfits and discarding them one by one.
I hold up a blue crop top and examine it in the mirror, but my hands are shaking too much to make a decision.
"Maybe you should wear your favorite hoodie," Hannah suggests, pointing to the black oversized hoodie hanging at the back of the closet.
I nod and pull it out, slipping it over my head.
The soft fabric feels comforting against my skin, and I take a deep breath to calm myself. The hoodie is black with silver accents that match my concert lightstick perfectly.
I look at myself in the mirror, smoothing down the fabric and adjusting the sleeves.
"You look great," Hannah assures me, giving me a thumbs-up.
I smile weakly and check my phone for what feels like the hundredth time that day.
Only six more hours until the concert starts, and I still have so much to do before we leave.
"Let's go through your photocards again," Hannah suggests, pulling out her own stack from her bag.
We spend the next few minutes organizing our cards into neat piles and making sure we have everything we need for tonight.