Park Nia is a YouTube famous makeup guru who's been summoned by BigHit Entertainment to serve as a makeup artist. Being a big fan, Nia finds it difficult to contain her excitement, and forgets to put forth the information that she speaks and underst...
When Soo told me that she went to a fansign/fanmeet, my heart broke into a million pieces. At that time, I wasn't famous at all; my channel had around 10 subscribers. I had 3 subscribers before I even did anything on YouTube. Slowly and steadily, I rose to fame with a lot of hard work, support and of course- money. It's all business when it comes to being famous. In the beginning I wanted to do what I loved, but when I hit 100,000 views, my greed kept growing. I bought more stuff, got a good background and a ring light. I also started maintaining myself a lot. On my first 1million views video, I started to notice that the dislikes were slightly more than the likes, and I instantly became conscious. I went down to the comment section to see a lot of hate comments. Although there were amazing people who fought the haters off, and kept on with the positivity, I somehow ignored it all. My only focus was on what people hated about me. There were obviously a lot of racial slurs, then about my weight (which led me to anorexia), about my hair, and how my parents definitely regretted adopting me and it was too late to ship me back. I stopped making videos for three months, I usually made one every week or two weeks, and it wasn't only makeup; I did DIYs, cosplay, Q&A, fun tasks with friends, collaborations with other YouTubers. I was a mainstream MUA, a walking cliche, and I didn't mind it until I was put down for it. Soon I received a scholarship because even though I didn't make any new videos, my old ones received a lot of views. When I joined university and very few people recognised me, they wanted me back and encouraged me to make more videos. It was only after college did I make a comeback, followed by an apology and a tour to my university.
But now, everything will be much better. And so much more interesting. My Instagram will blow up with a gorgeous feed, and my anonymously handled BTS fan account will become more famous. I still crave for fame, but I've learnt to eat up up the hate because I'm not even anorexic anymore. ;)
-- I pack my bags properly and log into my Instagram account to update everyone what my next move was. Till now, only my family and best friends knew about my plans. I had to keep up with my fans as well. I have some from South Korea as well, so it would be cool to meet up with them.
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radbish: The aftermath of 'trying' to pack, bye London. HELLO SEOUL! 🌸 #tonewbeginnings
view 2,035 comments _tinyperson_: um, wtf? sooooyah: YAS IM WAITING COME SOON princesslee: you're kidding right? omg seoul is ready for you Nia kate_12: I won't miss you, tho. radbish: @kate_12 neither will I radbish: @sooooyah YESSSSSS ❤️❤️
-- It took me around three days to entirely pack my essentials (half of the house). My parents and Kate (I call her Yara because she was originally named that but this bitch wanted a basic name), my best friend, came to see me off at the airport. It was around 5:15pm when the flight took off, and I'd reach Seoul by 5:30am. This was going to be one neck cracking ride, and I'm in love with it.
I quickly updated my Instagram story and twitter, because social media is life and started texting Soo. She was extremely excited as we were going to meet after a very long time, 3 years to be precise. I could've met her a year ago, but since she went to the fansign, I refused to visit Seoul. A bitch move, but very necessary as a hurting international ARMY.
The lights from above looked like tiny bits of skittles and the sky looked like a beautiful lasagna. Maybe, I was a bit hungry. So, I ordered some food; salad, and chomped on it with tears brimming in my eyes. It was so bad, it felt like I was chewing on leather with salt. Who puts ketchup in a salad anyway?
I looked out again, and blew hot breath on the window, before drawing a tiny heart on it. My life was in Seoul, waiting for me, as I chewed the leaves and drank apple juice.
-- ARMY are BTS fans. For the people who don't know. But I'm sure that only BTS fans are interested enough to read fanfics like these.
Anyway, let's see how it goes. Again, a lot of things will be factually incorrect because my research is a sux, just go with the flow. Although, if you want to correct it, do go ahead.
Also, identities of a lot of main characters in this story like the head of makeup artist, camera man, some directors or producers will be fake. Except Bang Si-hyuk, and JYP.
The BTS members remain the same, and maybe their family members if I want to introduce them.
