Some people believe that there are no good things left in this world. Or any miracle at all?

So what do we call the crowds of people who come to celebrate New Year's hopes? ....

New

 Year's 

RESOLUTION

Special Fiction

#Gtaex

K w o n  J i y o n g  &  K i m  T a e y e o n

Everyone likes to judge them as being 'different'. Nothing is possible for them.

He is, without question, a hugely successful artist, in the midst of it all.

As for her, she's just an idol that people nicknamed as trustworthy, detached, and humble, even though she's just as outstanding as other stars.

Their story had never been in anyone's sight, not at all.

It was like a story that was written over and over again. It's like parallel lines that cannot meet.

It's like a flickering light that never shines in the dark.

It's like two completely different sides of the same coin. Of course, they themselves had thought like that.

Until there is one thing that is connected. that even she and he had never thought of before

But it 'changed' their minds forever...

- Fincher Jr. -

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New stories of 2018

Should have read it after

Control I'm LISA (Pre-SS)

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The plot this time should be general, emphasizing drama, suspense, heat, slaughter, and deadly clashes.

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H a s h

New Year's 

RESOLUTION

(One episode finished)

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Some people believe that there are no good things or miracles left in this world. So what do we call the many people who come together to celebrate New Year's hopes? True, it may seem like every day is just another normal day. After another day has passed, it becomes a new day, no matter what you have encountered. Same feeling

Maybe it hasn't changed but because it hasn't changed. Everyone has their hopes set on celebrating the new year.

The hope that comes with asking for a better life finds purpose in life. Meet someone to fall in love with them or get a chance to do crazy things. At least once in your life or even ask for something that even God cannot give.

Even though I already knew that it would be difficult, as soon as I saw the fireworks light up in the dark sky, Her little heart swelled full of hope... just like Kim Taeyeon's goal that at the end of this year she would leave home to celebrate the New Year by herself once. Will try to spend a very special holiday away from the life of a famous female idol. Let go of the fatigue from many things you have been carrying this year.

The air was freezing cold near sunset, combined with snow that soaked the streets of Tokyo. forcing Taeyeon to speed up and cut through people even though she knew it would be dangerous if she slipped and fell. But it would have been better to get to the destination before the snowflakes made her face turn red, as soon as Takeshita Street was in front of her.

A dark gray building about 4-5 stories high, next to a famous shopping center in the Harajuku area. art gallery

BLUM&POE

located there

Exhibition of famous artists such as

Richard Prince

It was Taeyeon's New Year's resolution and it was definitely worth spending the day off after her Christmas concert as the artist that made her dig herself out of the house. His work is only shown in a few places at a time, and today is the last day it's shown in Japan.

The atmosphere inside the gallery was rather quiet, probably because it was a day of celebration. A small man walked past the scanner. And at the self-registration point, don't forget to take a piece of paper that looks similar to the brochure of the exhibition program this time. On the piece of paper, the entry time is marked at 2.

Only 7:30 p.m. Taeyeon pulled out her cell phone in the pocket of her hoodie to make sure she didn't miss the clock. It was almost 7 p.m., which she had plenty of time.

In reality, Taeyeon had never actually come to view the gallery's work before, but since filming a reality show with the members, she has started to take an interest in other artists' work. And the style is more diverse than the artist who draws the lines she likes to paint. Using art to heal a wounded mind

And luckily, the whole gallery only had 2-3 viewers.

Taeyeon stopped slightly when she saw that the third viewer was a man. Has a familiar expression He was tall and thin, with more than half his face hidden by the brim of his hat. And has a distinctive style of dressing that is eye-catching and has a taste that is inaccessible to her. For several seconds he stood and looked at the large painting behind him. She couldn't help but glance at the tattoo on the back of his neck that was visible above the tall man's scarf. It caught her attention more than any of Richard's drawings.

After secretly considering him in silence for a long time Taeyeon was confident that she had a definite answer.

He is a senior artist in the same industry as you senior.. 'Jiyong, Big Bang's leader'

Taeyeon doesn't see him often outside of awards shows. The last time we saw him was probably many years ago. And the problem was that she didn't know if she should greet him politely now or if she did, he might not recognize her. It was a waste of embarrassment in front of him, and it seemed that the tall figure was starting to realize that he was being stared at. The little guy immediately turned around and looked at the drawing behind him.

She had decided that she should let him pass because she was not Tiffany who dared to shout out his name, preparing her mouth to greet him intimately as if he were a family member working in the same company.

But then Taeyeon's heart started pounding for no reason when Jiyong also turned around to look at the small photo from the other side. It turned out that the two of them had switched places with each other. It was a tall figure standing behind a small person. The distance was not too much, causing the smell of cool perfume.

His body overpowered the smell of her perfume. Taeyeon couldn't control her concentration. My breathing was difficult, my hands were cold even though the atmosphere inside was at normal temperature.

She felt like a child who was being caught in a lie.

Taeyeon's mind was distracted and she pursed her thin lips tightly. I feel completely uncomfortable. It was like Jiyong's warm breath was pouring on the nape of his neck. Until I started to want to go back and spend the year-end holiday sleeping with a blanket and watching little Kevin in the movie.

Home Alone

like last year And then it was Jiyong's tall figure who walked out. He stood behind her for several minutes. Taeyeon sighed silently when she saw that he was far away.

She must be thinking too much..

"wow..."

Several minutes later.. Taeyeon walked up to the last painting. It was the smallest among the other paintings on display in the gallery. and it was the only picture of Richard that she herself was quite particularly interested in. She took a long time to immerse herself in it. Falling in love with the painting and the perfect size of the frame. It would be nice if she lived in a condo alone and could see this painting every day when she got home.

But a world-class artist like Richard is not easy to own his works. Of course, she had heard that Richard's paintings were valued at around $1,000. Nine digits of the won

The best you can do is check out his work from the gallery and then it's time to leave. Even though it was very difficult to take my eyes off him, but...

"Uh..." What happened?!

The glass door she came in from couldn't open, and no matter how hard she pushed or pulled, it didn't seem to open for her. Taeyeon's instincts told her to pick up her phone and check the time again, and it was only 8:00 p.m. There must have been something wrong. She tried to look for the security guards outside through the clear glass but couldn't even see anyone's silhouette. The little girl started walking back along the path, looking for the people who were in the gallery with her earlier, but found no one.

do not have! There is no one left...

"No.." Taeyeon consoled herself from thinking pessimistically.

Because sometimes she might panic. Others may be in the inner part of the gallery. She just had to calmly control herself and walk over to them and let them know that she couldn't open the door to go outside.

BLUM&POE

It was quite wide. It had two floors. Maybe she just couldn't find it. Taeyeon wandered around. To make sure you don't miss any angles. I have never felt so intimidated by the white walls stacked on top of each other and thought that it was a maze like now. But until then, I still couldn't find it..I didn't see anyone. No! ...

Why isn't there anyone? There is no one! Or that!

Maybe they were next to the door and Taeyeon sped up, half-running, half-walking down the stairs. While looking at the time on my mobile phone The feet were still moving quickly towards the front of the gate, it was already close to 8:30 p.m.

It's almost time that

BLUM&POE

will close

Wouldn't it be nice to find out you're stuck in a gallery just before the New Year's countdown? Because there's probably no one available to help her.

"Scream!.." The little man screamed loudly in shock as he ran into someone's tall body with full force, not realizing he was running from the other direction.

"Hey..it's okay. Take it easy."

A deep voice told her that as he raised the brim of his hat so that Taeyeon could clearly see her face. His two large hands rose parallel to his shoulders as if in a friendly surrender. His expression and demeanor were astonished, and he was sweating just as much as hers.

Because he too was running around looking for Taeyeon throughout the gallery.

"Mr. Jiyong.."

“Are you... Taeyeon?” he asked breathlessly. The sound of breathing came out violently. with a wide smile

"yes.."

"I'm sorry I just came to say hello right now...but the door."

“The door is locked.” Taeyeon interjected.

"Yes, you already know?"

“I tried opening it and it locked from the outside. And I couldn't find anyone else in the gallery. Maybe the officials thought there was no one there.” This was all just speculation as she spent minutes searching for people.

“They must have locked the door. ..Because I didn't exchange the card to come in," he said, trying to open the door again.

"dress.."

Taeyeon nodded slowly enough to piece together the reason the door was locked. Because she had entered on her own without exchanging a card or registering anything like Jiyong had said, the little person started to take out a brochure from her hoodie pocket to check for the phone number of the exhibition or gallery manager. and found that her mobile phone's battery was getting weaker and weaker

'Tit!' Today, she must have spent too much time on the phone looking for a restaurant, so the alarm sounded as soon as she dialed the caretaker's phone number. And I would have been careless to leave so many necessary items at the hotel.

"Should I call you.."

“Yes..” Taeyeon handed the brochure to Jiyong with a shy smile. What a disgrace.

"Ummm..."

Jiyong moaned in his throat in discomfort, his lips pursed tightly. and his dark eyebrows were furrowed together before he shook his head back and forth at the small person in front of him in response. It was certainly an unwelcome answer.

'No one answers the phone...'

Hours before the New Year's countdown, every official would want to spend the most special time. No one would want to receive a phone call from anyone right now. A large hand tried to rip open the door again. Even knowing full well that the only way to get him out was to sound the glass door security alarm, he probably wouldn't do it because the police would flock here. And every reporter will drop news of the New Year's celebrations to do their own news.

Especially if the reporters knew he was with a woman..and it was the woman he had rumors about.

It will become a big deal.

“The hours are counting down until they can come and help. It would probably take several hours. Every street in the city is probably full of people right now.”

"What should I do?" A sweet voice murmured.

“I'll try calling a friend…” Jiyong said the only idea he could think of right now. He smiled widely as usual, trying to keep the atmosphere light and awkward.

He gestured for the little man to follow him into the gallery and sit down on an oval-shaped bench. Clean white in the middle of the room While his ear was still attached to his mobile phone, waiting for the other end of the line to respond to his mischievous brother 'Seungri', at this time he was not sure whether the doctor would be in Japan or not because after the concert ended yesterday. We all went our separate ways to rest in private.

He flew all the way to Tokyo to take one last look at Richard's work to decide which pictures would be suitable for auctioning off the walls of his house and planned to have a quiet party alone in a pub. In the end, the plan was all It's starting to break down.

'You crazy kid, Seungri. Not answering the phone when he needed it most.'

When he called his other friends who were in Japan, as far as I knew, most of them went to celebrate somewhere else, except for his ex-girlfriend who he was sure was probably in Tokyo, but they couldn't even be friends. Let alone calling to ask for help in a situation like this, one must rely on people who share the same fate.

"Do you have any friends here..."

"Not at all...sorry," she replied with a laugh and an embarrassed expression. Jiyong only smiled widely and nodded back knowing the situation.

There is probably nothing better than adapting to the current situation and waiting for hope. Hopefully Seungri will call back in a few minutes. Or she hopes with full hope that the curator and gallery will contact her soon to help him and her out of here.

Jiyong put his cell phone into his jacket pocket and tightened the large scarf around his neck. The temperature inside the gallery was starting to drop to his senses, probably because the heaters had already been turned off. The tall figure glanced at the small person who was wearing only an oversized hoodie. She was sitting meters away from each other with her head bowed like a little child trying to keep her body warm. Soon it would be the turn of the light, which he guessed was set to a timer and would turn off as well.

“Is there anyone going to help us?” Taeyeon asked without looking at her, feeling extremely worried about being in such an awkward situation and atmosphere.

"Yes...but you'll have to wait a little longer."

The little person nodded quickly, a small smile appeared under the hood because Jiyong's words were comforting her as she lowered her head and hugged herself tightly. Trying to warm myself, the snow that had been falling continuously since the evening. This caused the air inside the gallery to become increasingly cold.

"Ah!.."

The warm touch on her neck made Taeyeon flinch, looking up at the crimson scarf that was being wrapped by Jiyong before the tall figure sat down on the ground and used a warm hand to drag her arm down. Sit on the floor next to him and when you sit with your knees raised. The bench you were sitting on just now will instantly become a warm backrest.

You can also share long scarves with each other.

“Thank you..” Taeyeon said. With a smile on his face, he buried his face in the scarf. Both the scent of his perfume and his warmth from sitting so close together made her heart beat loudly immediately.

She didn't expect it to turn out like this..it was awkward but she couldn't deny that it felt good to have him around.

"I saw you secretly looking at me while I was looking at that picture..."

See you for the remaining 50%....