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Starred Up

Deen, a seven year old boy, arrives in Korea with his mother Mia. With a strong determination to raise her son properly, Mia ensures Deen lacks no love in his life. In her spare time, Mia is a huge fangirl of the Korean boy group, TNT. But in an unexpected twist of fate, the mother-son duo end up being the neighbors of D3, another legendary boy group, which happens to be TNT's biggest rival. D3 consists of the short tempered Taewon, gentle Joon Jae and the goofy Jan. On top of that, Mia is hired as the personal designer for TNT, which consists of the charismatic leader Soo-Yon and the playboy maknae Cheng. Despite the rocky start, Mia and her son grow closer to all the members of both the groups. With time, the members realize they have fallen in love with the same woman, disrupting each group's dynamics. Furthermore, the origins of the hostility between the two groups resurface, making everyone involved question the decision they made a decade ago. As secrets unfold, the members vie for Mia's affections, Deen observes that she has eyes only for one of them. But which one of them will she choose? Note: Please note that the cover is not my original one. This is simply a random fanart I got on the internet. I'll upload an original cover as soon as its ready! Thank you for understanding.

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Taewon-Honorifics Matter

We climbed out of the tunnel with Mona on tow. The kid scurried through the window and I followed suit. The last time I was in the house, it was completely empty. Jan, Joonjae and I used to bring in our instruments and jammed for hours.

I scanned the place. The window we climbed through led to the kid's room. It was small, consisting of one bed with a desk and chair in the corner. One side of the wall had a small closet.

'You and your mother live in this small room?' I asked.

'Mee sleeps on the couch out there,' the kid pointed outside.

I stepped outside the room. The dining room, kitchen and living room were meshed into one. The kitchen was at the end corner with a small dining table in the middle. A sofa set was arranged against one wall. There were few storage drawers lined up uniformly next to the kitchen wall. There was no TV but a shelf full of books, neatly organized. Other than these few furniture and carpets on the floor, there wasn't much. Completely different than the luxuries we lived in.

'That's all you guys have?' I asked. 'No TV, no games. And your mother sleeps on this couch?'

'Yeah,' the kid said simply. 'We are still new to the country, ya know. Mee only bought what she could find for cheap. Once she gets a raise next year, we'll move to a better place.'

'"Ya know"?' I pulled his ear. 'Don't use informal tone with me kid.'

'Ow!' he cried. 'Ow!'

'Stop pretending to be hurt, I'm not pulling it that hard!'

'Sorry,' he said.

'Sorry what?'

'Sorry, ahjusshi,' he replied.

'That's better.'

I let go of his ear.

'Child abuse,' the kid muttered, rubbing his ear.

'Say that again, I'll twist both your ears,' I warned.