Kim So Ra POV
It's been 30 minutes I stand in front of my wardrobe. I've tried a few clothes, but they all don't feel right. I sighed and sat on my bed. "What am I doing? I'm just going to go visit the museum, I better wear clothes that are comfortable and casual," I thought
I stood back in front of the wardrobe, and chose a short denim skirt with a white shirt. I saw my appearance in the mirror, quite simple and casual. I let my long hair loose today. I saw the clock showed 8.35 and I hurried to get my bag and wear sneakers.
I closed the door of my apartment and walked to the elevator. Today the weather is very sunny. Blue sky and a cool breeze welcomed me when going out to the parking area. I smiled imagining that today would be fun. Actually I was very nervous this morning, even I could not swallow my breakfast.
On the way to the museum, I play the RM's song 'Seoul'. This song is very soothing and suitable to listen to while in the vehicle. I feel through this song, RM is trying to tell us that he is sick and tired of Seoul's busy life, but on the other hand he also loves this city.
"Saranggwa miumi gateun malimyeon, I love you Seoul. Saranggwa miumi gateun malimyeon, I hate you Seoul", before I realized I was singing
(If love and hate are the same word, I love you Seoul. If love and hate are the same word, I hate you Seoul)
At 8.55 I arrived at the K-Pop Museum. The road isn't too crowded so I arrived sooner. I parked my car and walked towards the museum entrance. I see there are only one or two visitors who stand in front of the entrance. When going up the stairs, someone patted my shoulder.
"Annyeong Sora ssi", said the tall man wearing a hat and mask
"Oppa?", I asked doubtfully
"Ne... this is Namjoon", he answered with a smile
I heaved a sigh of relief knowing that the man before me was RM. Today he wears the same casual clothes as me, gray T-shirts, green trousers, sneakers, sling bag, a hat and mask.
"Have you been waiting too long?", I asked him
"No, I just arrived. When I got out of the car I saw you were walking towards the entrance so I ran to you", he explained with a smile
"Thank God," I replied, smiling too
"Can we go now? ", He asked awkwardly
"Kajja (come on)", I replied
We entered this museum and headed for the reception desk. In this museum there are 3 floors. In the first floor there are a lobby, reception, gift shop and cafe. The second floor has albums, instruments and items belonging to K-pop artists such as costumes and accessories. While the third floor contains recording equipment.
We spent 2.5 hours exploring the entire museum. Namjoon and I were amazed by the collections in this museum. Fortunately, the museum is not very crowded so we can freely walk around. At 12:15 noon, we finished walking around the museum and decided to have lunch. At first we would have lunch at the museum Cafe, but because the Cafe was full and Namjoon did not want to be seen by many people, we finally decided to eat at a restaurant near the museum.
"I'm very hungry. I hope there will be an empty place in another restaurant," said Namjoon
"Ne, I hope so", I replied while nodding
We walked to nearby restaurants, but because of lunch time, all the restaurants were full.
"Ottoke? (What should we do?)", Asked Namjoon confused
"Mmm, do you want to wait for the restaurant to be empty or are we looking for a restaurant in another area?", I asked for his opinion
"it will take a long time to wait for an empty restaurant. Look! Can we eat there?", Asked Namjoon, pointing at a park with chairs beside the parking lot.
"It seems okay", I said looking at the park that he pointed to. "Okay oppa. just wait there. I will buy food for us. Then we can eat there, "I said smiling at him
"No, I'll buy it," said Namjoon, holding my hand when I was going to the restaurant in front of us
"Gwaenchana, let me do it. I don't want you in troubled, people can easily recognize you," I said awkwardly.
"Mmm arasso ... gomawo yo", he said awkwardly as he let go of my hand
"Ne. What do you want to eat oppa?", I asked, still blushing
"I want to eat a ham sandwich with lots of cheese, a salad and large cola," he said, pointing to a fast food restaurant in front of us
"Okay. Please look for a comfortable seat ... I'll meet you soon," I said again
I walked into the fast food restaurant and ordered a ham sandwich with extra cheese, a wheat sandwich with spicy turkey, one salad, one cream soup and 2 large colas. Within 10 minutes, all my orders were ready. I walked to the park beside the parking lot. I saw Namjoon sitting in a chair while holding his cellphone. Shortly he turned towards me and walked toward me.
"Let me help you", said Namjoon, taking a pack of food from my hand
"Gomawo", I said
"I found a comfortable place, this is like a picnic in the park", he said smiling as he pointed to the park chair he was sitting on
I smiled in agreement. The seat is like in the picnic area, with 2 long wooden chairs made of tree trunks and a long wooden table in the middle. We sat down and began to take out the food we ordered.
"Omo! Aaahh", He snorted while showing his broken fork
I laughed seeing it. Jeez He is truly a god of destruction.
"You can use my spoon," I said while giving him my soup spoon
"What are you going to eat the soup with?", Said Namjoon looking embarrassed
"It's okay, I can sip it," I said shrugging
"Is that really all right?" He said, raising his eyebrows
"Yes ... just use it, I'll be fine," I said again
"Gomawo ", said Namjoon feeling guilty
We enjoyed our lunch while talking about our family.
"Tomorrow I will visit my parents in Ilsan," he said while scooping a salad
"Are you going to stay there?", I asked while chewing my food
"Ye ... I will stay for a week there. I want to take my parents and sister to visit beautiful places in Korea", he said looking at me
"Wow, That would be awesome ", I said, looking back him
"How are your mom and dad? Are they still in Seoul?", Asked Namjoon while biting his sandwich
"They are fine. They returned to Gwangju two days after I had lunch with my mother at that time. My father's schedule was very tight," I said smiling
"You said you have been playing piano since you were a child, why don't you become a musician like your father?", Asked Namjoon curiously
"Mmm... to be honest, my father really wanted me to be like him, but I felt that it wasn't my dream. It was a bit difficult at first, when I decided to open Minerva. My father strongly disagreed. He wanted me to immediately join his orchestra after I graduating from college", I said, staring at my food
"Jinjja?" He asked, widening his eyes
"Ne... even my father wouldn't talk to me for three months because of that," I said, laughing at the incident
"Wow, I was very surprised to hear it," Namjoon said staring at me
"But now my father and mother are very supportive of Minerva. They see that I am very happy and enjoying my life now," I said smiling
"You're the same as me", said Namjoon. "In the past my mother also did not agree with me playing music. She only told me to study and study every day. If my mother found the lyric paper, she would immediately tear it and throw it away," said Namjoon chuckling while demonstrating the movement to tear something
"Eh? Jinjja?", I say surprised
"Until one day I talked to her and convinced her that music was my dream and my life. Finally my mother gave up and supported me. Look at me now, I would not be like this if my mother did not give permission haha", he said laughing
"Woah daebak..you really deserves to be in a position now, after all the difficulties you and the members went through all this time," I said smiling at him
"No pain no gain", he continued
We smiled at each other and finished our lunch under the clear sky and the cool breeze that afternoon.