The First Contact

Every morning she walks past. Her short, brunette hair tied back, with small strings of it hanging around her face. She wore the same gym shoes and lycra pants along with a different coloured tank top with the same long black coat. Her gym bag slung over one shoulder as she made her way through the busy streets of Seoul to reach her next session. Every morning Kim Him Chan watched this foreign girl make her way past the dorms he shared with his close friends and fellow members of the rookie group, B.A.P. At first he noticed her by coincidence but then was curious as to how often she walked past.