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summer han

{ SUMMER HAN}

{ IMANI STONE }

{ ROSE }

{ ANGEL PARK }

summer pov

rose

Rose and Imani are sisters. By adoption, Rose had blue eyes and long blonde hair, and always wore dark clothes. She was kind; her voice sounded kind, I thought at the time, as Kiley and I were outside the studio recording area. As I had Mama in a spare chair at the time. I thought at the time, as Imani had a playpen for Kai outside. I smiled at the time. As I was messing with the chalk Kiley had, I was drawing hearts and other cute symbols. I thought at the time, as I was drawing stars and hearts.

I thought at the time, as did the girls. talking, " omg, Imani is driving me crazy," Rose said, annoyed at the time. "Our ranking is going down on the charts," Imani said at the time.

"We were barely charting," Rose said at the time, highly annoyed, " they think they were an indie group, not a K-pop girl group." Rose said, " I stop. Kylie never really talked about a girl group. I love K-pop groups,

I loved K-pop girl groups, all K-pop groups. My aunt lives in Korea, and she always sends care packages with Korean snacks, music, and hanbok. I was very interested in my Korean heritage and Korean culture.

The newest group I love, they just debated was bts, I thought, as I stopped drawing before I went back into drawing with chalk at the time. As I started drawing foxes, I came to love them. I thought at the time.

"Clearly, we are 1st group with the concept of Greek-inspired goodness," Imani said, annoyed at the time as I kept drawing. " I know," Rose said at the time. "Ugh," Imani said in frustration at the time, " let's just focus on the songs, concept staying true to that, not the rankings."

Rose said to calm down, Imani, at the time, as I was drawing Korean symbols on the ground. I stood up after a while. I walked to the table, opened a notebook with lyrics, and some of the Korean words and grammar were wrong.

I saw the sticky notes start rewriting the lyrics in English and Korean, and I stuck them on the page. belonging to the right section, "she said as she looked over, saw all my notes on the sticky notes. I wrote on a sticky note.

The Korean grammar and spelling were wrong; I fixed them for you. The lyrics flow better this way.

{ IMANI STONE }

summer pov

Imani had a baby boy named Kai. She was engaged to her fiancé. I used to live in Korea. Before she made Rose Goddness, during the night, I woke up to a baby Kai crying for more than 10 minutes. I felt so bad for him, I woke up not waking up. Kiley went to the nursery. Baby Kai was crying his head off. I went to the crib.

I checked his diaper; nothing. He wasn't messy; that wasn't what was waking him up. I held him, started to calm down, but he still wasn't happy. I tried to burp him. nothing, he was hungry. I always wanted to have a baby. I thought I brought him down to the kitchen. made him a bottle of milk. I had seen my mother do this when she used babysitting for neighbors before she passed away. After taking a blanket outside, it was still a warm summer night.

After I fed him, I burped him while showing him the moon in the sky. started to rock him, I heard yelling and crying before a sliding door opened. As he started to fall asleep in my arms, Imani was worried and almost crying. " summer" she asked as she took Kai from me, " you fed him" she asked at the time, as she saw empty bottle, " you burp him" she asked i nodded

summer pov

day 2

The plan was for Kiley and me to paint her room green and gold. I had already traced her walls; I was drawing the outline of the flowers we were planning to paint gold. I liked Kiley's new friends; they seem cool. Isabella was really nice. This morning, I already heard the same question *why is she unverbal? She doesn't ever talk? Then Kiley is trying to explain, but doing her best, you get it, get it. I thought at the time, as I was finishing it up, that flowers, as Kiley finished pulling all her furniture into the hallway, so it wasn't in any way. getting through the house. As I finished sectioning the flowers, I was ready to paint. I heard Kiley opening the windows in the room. Before putting fans in to help the room dry, we already had a trap down.  to protect the floor," hey, - wow, you're killing it," I said as I had my tablet," almost done," I said at the time,

"Good, because I am ready to PAINT," she said dramatically, grabbing one of the rollers. She said at the time. As I finished, I gave her a thumbs-up. At that point, she showed me how to use a roller brush before we started painting the bedroom. She played her jazz playlist at the time. As we painted hours later, we painted 1st coat of green paint.

I started painting the flowers, and Ivy drew with gold-toned paint as we painted them. together, "Sorry about Aylin, I don't think she's been around anyone ..... like you, summer," Kiley said as she found the words she wanted to use. It's fine, "I typed on my tablet. Truthfully, it was fine; I was used to it. I did talk a while ago. It was after I turned 16, after my favorite music teacher. passed away from cancer, the new music teacher. He took advantage of me.

summer pov

I got a call from Kiley; she was back in town. The mall tour went well. Rose Goddness went to buy a house in Ohio, for their "agency", it wasn't too far from where I lived at the time, Kiley was going to take me for the week. since grandpa had a long book-buying trip. I was at the doorstop of the house where I live with my grandfather. He was still packing for his trip at the time.  "I fixed my bags for the 5th time," you got everything packed," my grandfather asked me. I nodded. My clothes, suitcase, other bag, books, favorite movies, tablet, and iPod. blanket and extra pillow, then I heard a car.

Kiley had an older Jeep. I started to stim. wave so happily. As she parked, she ran out and hugged me. I used my tablet. "I miss you!!!!" my tablet said as I pressed it. Kiley was my height. She had long white hair. She had a disorder that caused her hair to turn white.  We've been best friends since we were 5 years old, sisters almost. Her mom disappeared one day, and she understood when my mom passed away. I thought at the time, as Kiley said, "Let me help you with your bags." Kiley said as she grabbed the bags. She put them in the trunk of the car to grab Mama. As I got into the jeep, I heard my grandfather say, "She's my whole world," he said quietly. "But I know she's safe with you," he said before he came around. He gave me a kiss on the forehead, "Take care of yourself for me, baby," he whispered. "That's all I ask," he said as I smiled at the time." Be safe, girls," he said as Kiley got in the jeep before pulling away. After a long ride at the time, it wasn't a fancy house; it was a basic middle-class home.  Family home: paint chipping, fence down, grass overgrown. The mailbox is broken.

"I know it looks rough," Kiley said as she parked the jeep. I heard yelling from the garage, "damn it, Rose, "one said as another, "it's not working, Imani, checking it," another yelled." Better than TV," another voice said. I followed Kiley to the garage. There was a different woman,

a) had curly, thick braids or locks, she was standing on a chair trying to fix something b) a blonde-haired woman with blue eyes. dressed in black sweats c) another blonde woman with green eyes d) A girl brought out a chair; she had dyed her hair green

"Hi guys ...." Kiley said as I kind of did a shy wave, at the time. "That's Imani.... Rose, Angel, Aylin" "This is summer," Kiley said as they were making noise like a skateboarding noise. There were naturally red hair and freckles. braided back

"I gotta bake ziti from my grandma," she said at the time. She looked pretty young, maybe 17. "Oh, this is Isabella." "hiii," she said at the time. I waved back, "This is Summer, Bella," Kiley said. I saw the music recording equipment fold-up tables you buy for a cookout or an outdoor party.

wires everywhere. I saw two laptops and two computer screens. a used keyboard, large headphones hanging off to the side, and a makeshift recording studio. studio mic, then I saw wood, foam everywhere. mixing board, speakers. wires, my brain saw everything. I loved music; it was how I communicated before I learned to speak as a child.

Because of my high IQ, I was put in a special music class. Professor, my grandfather knew, said that a mind like mine was born once in a generation. Musical genius: the musical program taught me everything about a song and its production. I like to watch YouTube videos of people putting together a music studio. Or how-to videos. I stepped to the table, and there were wires in the wrong spots. Before I went to fix it, "Please don't, it's very expensive," Imani said. "Kiley, your friend is going to break our shitty equipment," Rose said, annoyed.

summer pov

"Good morning, summer," my grandpa said, even though I didn't want to wake up. At the time, I hated waking up; days felt the same. I thought at the time, as I reached for my tablet. for communication. I had autism and a lot of trauma. I decided to stop speaking; it was easier for me. Nobody noticed, except for Kiley, my only friend, and grandpa.

"Sleep" tab I pressed. "I know, baby, I let you sleep in," he said. "Come down, I made mochi pacakes," he told me. I nodded as I soon left. I wasn't always like this, but life happened, and I just did. I thought I carried Mama down, she was in my best friend Hello Kitty pushies. Well, when I was 10 years old, she died of cancer. I remembered it too well, I thought, as I sat her in a chair, pushing her close to me.

I have lived with my grandpa since I was 16, it was an age when police and social workers were sick of me. And dragging me back to my dad, I always ran here to my grandpa. He was in the army and stationed in Korea, where he met my grandma, a Korean woman. She is not with us anymore; she is in heaven with Mama now.

I live with my grandpa. I graduated from high school, luckily, they told me. I hated high school except for Kiley. She was busy now; she was a cowboy cheerleader, and then she got sad. They were mean to her, now she is in a girl group called Rose Goddess. They are doing their small mall town, she called it. She writes emails, letters, and sends me postcards.

I thought that, as breakfast started with my grandfather and me, it would be mostly quiet. asking how I sleep and how I like my breakfast. ect

after breakfast, I got dressed for the day. I didn't have a job. To my grandpa, I didn't need one. He works and owns a bookstore. I normally like to stay home or bike around town, watch the trains. go by,

I thought at the time, as I got my bike. It was an old purple bike with glitter, a basket for my plushie, and a Hello Kitty card that made a noise as I biked. "Helmet," grandpa said. I nodded. "Be careful," he warned me before going to work. I nodded as I waved to him, before biking

click ...click....click.

The little Hello Kitty card clipped to my bike spoke made a noise. I saw my favorite path, the one that led to the train tracks. We stayed far from the train. I sat down with the plushie at the time. aka Mama, before laying my bike down. I felt a rumble as I heard and felt the train at the time; my hair was pushed back. At the time, as I felt the wind. " I like it here, "I whispered at the time, after a while watching the trains.

I bike to Grandpa Book Store; it was called Haneul Books, or Grandpa kept getting hate because of the Korean name. Now it was renamed Stillwater Books. It was a basic bookstore. In his hometown, he runs an indie book store. Grandpa wrote some books. They were popular in Korea, not in America.

I parked my bike at the time before coming in. Ding, I heard as I walked in. "There, my girl," he said at the time. I walked to his desk. "From the sub shop, tuna bullet," he said as he handed me my bag. "Cookie," he added at the time. "Eat near the reading nook."

He said as I nodded. I went to the bookstore; he made it for me when I was born, so I could spend time with him. In the bookstore, I sat Mama next to me. As I dated, my books were still with me. I was learning Japanese now. As a toddler, my Mama taught me Korean and Korean culture. I was American-Korean; unlike my mother, I looked Korean. I thought it skipped her at the time.

As grandpa mentioned, the young woman may be in college. " How is she ?" she asked. "Good days and bad days, she's been having better days," he said at the time. As he was checking her out, "Therapist I told you about."

She said, "No, she gets scared of the therapist after he sent her to a camp."

I remembered that camp for fixed autistic children. It didn't fix me. It hurt me, I thought as I wrote in Japanese, as I took another bite of my tuna sub.

Hours passed, and then it was closing time at the store. Grandpa loaded my bike into his pickup truck.

than he came back " which you doing" he asked, " learning japanese now, huh you were always the smart child. i didn't learn much japanese in army, all i can read, hello i am summer, i want to be your friend, i love hello kitty" he read my japanese " yeah" he try not to cry at the time

about :

Summer is a nonverbal autistic woman; she's been through so much trauma in her life. She lives with her grandfather. Her life changes when her best friend, Kiley, comes back. She was in Rose Goddess, aka a K-pop girl group. They're back from a small tour they called the Mall Tour. They only released an EP called Rose Goddess. Kiley invited Summer over to the house in Ohio. week-long sleepover, summer meets the girls, and impresses them by fixing the studio. One night, they were having a cookout when Summer had a beer; she was kinda drunk. Summer started to sing. Imani was very impressed and loved her voice. Summer's voice was powerful but still soft and strong. Imani wants Summer to join the group after talking to Summer's grandfather about it.

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2016

Rose Goddness is an extremely popular K-pop girl group, thanks to Summer. Was a starting producer, writer, and main vocalist and main dancer along with Angel.

This is about the love story of Summer Han and Jimin Park. Summer was Jimin’s childhood love, and now, in high school, she is his only true love. The year before BTS was formed, they went through ups and downs. That summer, before debates about his future, Jimin returns to Busan. The agency wants him to move to Seoul to join a group. At that time, Jimin asks Summer to marry him and move to Seoul so they can start their life together as she pursues her dreams of becoming a K-pop idol and producer.

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2013

After 2013, Summer kept being denied the chance to become a K-pop idol because she looked too American and not Korean enough. After her last chance, she spends a year in a girl group, but when management changes their mind, her idol career ends. Next, she becomes a K-pop idol manager and helps trainees. She is kind to the trainees. One day, Imani apparently sees Summer and realizes they were at the same adoption agency. Imani brings a photo of them together and wants to give it to her. This is how Imani, her sister, and Rose became close friends.