"Ruanruan, happy birthday!!!——Mom"

"Happy birthday, Ruanruan, you are in Seoul..."

“HI, in Seoul…”

Lying in the bed in the dormitory, the girl secretly took out her mobile phone and began to look through the text messages inside. The faint fluorescent of the mobile phone hit her tender face but looked particularly cute. Today is her birthday. She should have celebrated her 16th birthday with her family, but now she can only watch the text messages sent by her mother and classmates from Quanzhou in the trainee's dormitory.

In order to become a trainee of S.M, she has put in too much effort. The daily singing and basic dance practice made this girl who had just left her parents alone and went to Seoul to feel hard. Seeing Zhang Liyin in the same dormitory so easily able to deal with the daily practice, she felt very envious of when she could be like Sister Liyin.

She was just out of her parents' love, and she always seemed unable to compete with the competition between trainees who came in. However, her stubbornness since childhood made her refuse to admit defeat. She has her own pride and persistence. Kim Taeyeon is the first place in the 9000:1 singing competition.

She likes singing, because she likes it, so she practices singing silently while other classmates and friends are playing, and she insists on taking the train to the studio where her teacher Zheng Chunwon in Seoul every weekend to learn singing skills.

But I don’t know why I agreed to be a trainee in S.M. Although I like singing, I am afraid of it and don’t like talking to strangers, I shouldn’t agree. But I don’t know why I agreed when I said I wanted to join S.M. Maybe I wanted to give it a try and want more people to hear my singing...

"Taeyeon, haven't you been sleeping yet? Are you worried?" The somewhat unfamiliar Korean sounded in Kim Taeyeon's ears, and he poked his head out of the bed. He saw another roommate in the dormitory, Tiffany, who came from the United States, was looking at him with caring eyes.

"I'm fine, Pani, you go to bed early, I'll go to bed later." Kim Taeyeon said in a low voice with a reassuring smile at Tiffany.

"Oh." I don't know if it's because I'm not familiar with Korean communication, but Tiffany always gives people a silly feeling of slowing down. When she heard Kim Taeyeon's answer, she replied and stopped asking.

“Ah~~”

The fluorescence of the mobile phone gradually darkened, and the sleepiness began to slowly come. Kim Taeyeon yawned and carefully put the phone in his hand before lying in the warm bed, closing his heavy eyes and falling asleep.

"Happy birthday!" she said to herself in a low voice.
Chapter completed!