She had never made a decision she was not comfortable with. Ranhee made sure that she was up for any challenge, but in case anything came in the way, she was always one to stop. She didn’t mean to cause anyone hurt- in that way, anyone could see that she was made of nothing but sugar and spice. She never held any grudges, and she always tried to be amicable with everyone. No one ever appproached her to avenge anything, as they had no chance to.

But the fact that she was made of all spices was very evident when she herself lost her temper. This, gratefully, seldom happened, and it certainly did not happen at her school. For Ranhee, spice stood for courage, bravery and total faith in oneself. Ranhee always stood up for herself, and her goals. If anything or anyone tried to deter her, she would step out of the line to render it void.

Which was why, Ranhee never made a decision against her will.

Of many of those decisions, one altered her life.

Kwon Ji Yong. Popularly known as G-Dragon.

It was a feat many idols could not manage to pull off- attend school. Jiyong had taken the initiative to continue his schooling whenever time permitted. Unfotunately, it didn’t really work out. Jiyong saw his school once a month, not more, not less. Going to school turned out to be for show alone. It was not like he had made any progress with his education; it was almost as if he went every month on due to cultural obligations.

As expected, this did cause an unecessary furore in the digital and print media. Just because Jiyong had enrolled in a school, but rarely ever attended it, his critcs began to condemn his actions, stating that he was wasting his time and preventing the less fortunate from obtaining admission. On the pretext of the number of days he went to school, people began to send him as much as death threats. It was too overwhelming.

So Jiyong’s schedule was relaxed, and the filming of petty commercial films like tasting cake, or dancing with a mug of coffee was replaced by attending school.

So on the 21st of October, Jiyong began his complete school schedule.

That day, Ranhee woke up with an unusual sense of excitement. She, did know that he was going to attend school in full vigour for a while, and she knew that she was to make the best of it. She had a great idea. She swayed into her bathroom after gazing at the number of posters on her walls, predominant of which was her G-Dragon poster.

She loved him. She could not contain her excitement when she saw him walk into class a few months ago. Her favorite idol was in her class! She could not believe her luck. But like any normal fan, she avoided his gaze- in fact, she made sure that he never took notice of her, and always lovingly beamed at his antics from a distance. She loved his sparkling eyes, and his perfectly shpaed mouth. She admired his long slender fingers, and his load of talents. Everything about him was perfect. She couldn’t help but think of him by her side, a euphoria where she could allow him to acknowledge her presence, a place where she could cherish all his qualities, all his features.

And so, as she observed things as negligible as his face contours and the symmetry of his body from a distance. She was too scared to approach him.

Throught this process, she came to know of a lot of things about him. Something that really bothered her was Jiyong’s prowess in studying, or lack, thereof. He was obviously not the best in terms of grades, since he rarely attended school, but she did notice, from her incessant spying, that her truly struggled with schoolwork.

Therefore, she asked her teacher whether she could tutor him. She couldn’t have been more conspicuous in her excitement, so her teacher chuckled gently, and replied that she was free to tutor him, but she had better take advice from someone who had already taught him before.

This was the biggest decision she had ever taken in her life.

She later met up with one of her classmates, Kang Soo Min, who had been Jiyong’s study partner for a week the year before.

Soomin was surprised that Ranhee had taken up such a challenge.

“I don’t think you would last a day!” She said, biting off part of her sandwich. “He’s too much trouble for your personality. You’ll opt out as soon as you meet him.”

Just before Ranhee could reply, Soomin added one last thing.

“However, you might stay as well. Depends on what kind of person you are. You’ll have fun most of the time, but you won’t make progress in schoolwork. You know what I mean?” She said, wiggling her eyebrows. “I know I had fun. But, like I said, I don’t think you’ll enjoy it. But it’s up to you! Fighting!”

Soomin walked off without letting Ranhee pronounce her verdict in the decision. It was only because her teacher told her to ask Soomin did she go and question her. Ranhee didn’t care about what Soomin said- that was what spice was in Ranhee’s personality. She never backed out, no matter what anyone said. Unless she was hurting someone, Ranhee perservered and made sure she fulfilled everything she decided to do.

So she neglected Soomin’s opinions and headed towards Jiyong, who was sitting inside of their class to garner the least attention.

“Um, hi, Jiyong-ssi, I-”

“Are you here for my autograph? Or a picture?”

Ranhee stared at him for a good few minutes. He spat that out without the slightest bit of knowledge on what she was going to say. Although she could see why he would do that, she felt a bit let down that he would consider her as any other fan. Like all fangirls, she expected him to consider her special. Ranhee’s stomach just flipped, and her cheeks burned. The fact that he may not even want her to tutor him suddenly dawned upon her.

Mustering up as much courage she had in her, she sat down in the desk in front of him and replied negatively.

He looked up at her, his eyebrows raised.

“I just noticed that you always finished the math problems after they were discussed and I thought you could use some help so I asked the teacher if I could tutor you and she said yes but I still have to ask you so I came here to ask you if I could tutor you,” she muttered in one breath, staring intently at the ground.

Jiyong put down his chopsticks. “Could you repeat that?”

Ranhee stared at him for the second time. She looped the sight of him widening his eyes and looking at her as his mouth quickly moved to ask her to repeat in her mind. Slowly, she snapped out of it.

“I just noticed that you were a little- slow- during class, so I wanted to ask if you would like me to tutor you. I already asked the teacher, so you don’t have to worry about that,” she said, in a more refined manner, this time looking at him.

“You’re Cho Ranhee, right? Yeah, OK, I guess you could come over tomorrow,” he replied, directing himslef back to his lunch.

“M-m-me come ov-over?” she stuttered. She had been invited to G-Dragon’s dorm. Which meant she had been invited to Big Bang’s dorm.

“Yeah, the members won’t mind.”

He packed his lunch and stood up to put it back in his bag.

“See you tomorrow evening, Cho Ranhee.”


Ranhee steadily walked towards Big Bang’s dorm, making sure her shirt and pants were straight.

She walked in after informing the security of her purpose, took the elevator to the fifth floor.

Jiyong had texted her his address the night before, causing her to roll around without sleep all night. She was in posession of not only THE G-Dragon’s phone number, but his address as well. Any other fan would have paid worlds for her fortune.

She was welcomed in by Jiyong and the rest of the members of Big Bang stated their greeting before heading back into their own rooms. She heard Seungri whisper to Daesung about wishing she wouldn’t moan like the previous tutor.

Whatever that meant.

Jiyong stood outside his room and extended his arm to the side, motioning her to go in. She looked at his face to see a wide smile.

But it didn’t look very genuine. It looked more like a whimsical, intoxicated one. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but something certainly was wrong with him. She recalled his voice when he greeted her as well. It was shaky, and that too, had a sense of fake and poisoned happiness.

She set her supplies on a table Jiyong had dragged to the middle of the room, and sat down.

“Let’s fuck.”

Ranhee’s head began to throb. She was entirely taken aback. Everything seemed to fall into place now. The ‘fun’ Soomin was talking about, and what Seungri and Daesung were discussing- it was having sex with Jiyong. All his previous tutors were seduced into making love with him. And Jiyong’s strange behaviour? He was drunk and high on drugs.

“Jiyong-ssi- how- how high are you? I don’t want to-”

“Call me oppa.”

Ranhee began to cry. She quickly scooped her supplies off the table and ran outside, shielding her face from anyone who had the chance to see her.

She darted towards her own house, a street away from the dorm, and locked herself up in her room.

She weeped harder than ever.

Now, Ranhee was never one to cry. Along with her strong views on life and living, she had a lot of courage, and a strong build, emotionally. Instead of crying, Ranhee always made it a point to correct anyting that made her depressed. She never gave up on anything.

But this made her cry uncontrollably. She could not grasp the fact that her idol, the man she admired was, simply put, a douche.

This made he realize that though these idols were protrayed to be perfect, innocent, prodigies, they too had their misgivings. In Jiyong’s case it was too much to bear. She now could imagine him splurging on alcohol, drugs, and women. She could see his dirtier, darker side. Everything about Jiyong that she liked vanished, and was replaced by the cold thoughts of him abusing both women and substance.

But like described before, Ranhee was never one to give up. Whatever decision she took, it was upto her to make things right if something went wrong. Ranhee enjoyed an adventurous and meaningful life, and she was not going to fall out from tutoring Jiyong just because he was high one day.

She decided to bring him out of his intoxicated shell, and make sure he lived his idol life as a good inspiration for all.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s