I Decided to Become a Perfect Girl

Do-hee debuted as Seven at the age of 15.

In other words, she was in the second year of middle school.

“I wonder if what we learn in school is really that important… it’s not even fun.”

Do-ah, who was going through that stormy adolescence, kept staring out the window during class, quietly watching the clouds drifting slowly.

The clouds against the gray sky looked just like big cotton candy. But what meaning there was in that, she couldn’t tell.

“I’m just bored.”

However, leisurely watching clouds was something her older sister enjoyed doing.

Whenever the family went out, her sister often stared at the sky without moving an inch.

Come to think of it, her sister frequently showed that side of herself even in her own content.

“Clouds are just condensed vapor.”

Just then, the bell rang.

“Any questions up to this point~? Of course not, right?”

No one answered, and the science teacher left the classroom with a wave.

Only then did the classroom buzz with chatter before the homeroom.

“Hey, Han Jae-woo! Hasol wants to go to the gaming cafe. Are you coming?”

Do-ah continued to gaze out the window even after the bell rang.

Not that there was any particular reason.

“Ooooh, Do-ah, you’re really opening up~”

“Do-ah~ what are you thinking about?”

With friends approaching to talk and boys quickly averting their eyes when their gazes met,

“Don’t! I wasn’t thinking about anything.”

Seeing this, her friends whispered excitedly to each other.

“Right? Han Jae-woo definitely likes you.”

“Honestly, you’re the only one denying it.”

“Ooooh~ Ice Princess Do-ah~”

Having enrolled in an arts middle school a bit far from home, Do-ah was famous for three things.

“Ugh, stop calling me that.”

First, she was so pretty she got scouted multiple times on the street, practically an idol.

Second, she was known as the model student of the whole school.

“Then let’s just be honest now, you’re her sister, right?”

“Ugh, Heo Yuna, here we go again. I’m not Do-ah.”

And there were rumors that she was Do-hee’s younger sister.

Since both Do-hee and Do-ah shared the same genes, their facial features were remarkably similar.

“Really, I’m not.”

But there was one thing Do-ah was really grateful for.

If she didn’t force herself to compare with her sister Do-hee, she wouldn’t necessarily feel like she looked like a clone.

Thanks to her T-zone, which became more pronounced as she went through puberty.

With sharp eyes and a slightly higher nose bridge,

that gave her a more innocent impression compared to Do-hee, who was full of glamor.

Moreover, while Do-hee always had a playful atmosphere with her smile, Do-ah always exuded a calm vibe.
“By the way, Do-hee’s little sister is named Do-ah and has the same last name.”

“Then I’d definitely brag about my sister, Do-hee.”

“Oh man, exactly. Heo Yuna, stop daydreaming already.”

Thanks to her silly sister whining about her name to the fans, it was really hard to keep it a secret. Still, Do-ah managed to live her life while denying it to her friends.

“Yeah… if I were in your shoes, I’d brag about my sister being Do-hee all day long.”

Ironically, that was only possible because her sister was that amazing.

“Ah, I don’t know! I just wish Do-ah was Do-hee’s little sister!”

Even Yuna, who was whining in front of her, idolized her sister.

“If Do-ah was Do-hee’s little sister, she could get limited edition photo cards just by talking, and when visiting home, she could check out Do-hee’s room! And if Do-hee was there, they could end up becoming close and call each other sister and little sister?!”

“I haven’t been to my sister’s house in over half a year.”

Not only was Yuna collecting her sister’s photo cards, but she also insisted on copying her monochrome casual outfits and long straight hair.

“Do-ah, right?”

She even tried to imitate her speech.

“No.”

“Yuna, stop it. You’re annoying Do-ah.”

“Why though?”

“My sister doesn’t talk like that.”

In fact, all three of her friends, excluding herself…

No, all the girls were genuinely idolizing her sister.

“By the way, Seon-ah from Class 4 is supposedly applying for the Topist audition next month.”

“What? Has the audition notice come out?”

“Her cousin is a Topist staff member, so she found out. It looks like they’re about to start recruiting trainees for the next Debonaire girl group.”

Being at an art middle school could be part of it.

The surge in students learning instruments was such a phenomenon that it made the news.

So, it was only natural that many newcomers idolized her sister and started getting into classical music.

“I’m not like that. I just like playing the flute.”

This was true not just for the girls, but also the boys in the class.

Even the boy who confessed to her picked her sister as his type, blasting Debonaire’s songs during breaks, watching music videos in awe, and getting hyped about her sister’s new song teaser coming out tonight.

“I don’t know if this happens in regular middle schools.”

But it seemed like those who admired her sister were taking that admiration to the next level as they went through school.

“Maybe I should just go to the Topist audition this time, following Seon-ah?”
“What’s up?”

“Wake up. There are a truckload of people like that at school right now.”

“Oh, why? If I say I’m a piano major like Do-hee, I might get some extra points!”

“What are your competition results?”

“Your harsh truths are killing me!!”

As my friends said, Do-ah was finally starting to realize how impressive her sister’s competition record was.

So, during the homeroom time, Do-ah quietly listened to her friends’ chatter until the teacher came in.

“But Do-ah doesn’t really like Lee Do-hee, right?”

“She’s just too successful…”

“Wait, was Do-ah suffering from Hongdae Syndrome?”

“No, it’s just…”

Today, too, they were all talking about their sister’s comeback, and Do-ah had to pretend to be cool and act like she wasn’t interested in her sister.

Of course, once the homeroom ended, it got noisy again.

“Oh, Do-ah, let’s hang out!”

“Sorry, I have dinner plans with my mom today.”

Do-ah quickly packed her bag and left the classroom.

An hour’s journey home.

On the subway, as Do-ah fiddled with her phone, she arrived at her station near home and faced a huge poster.

“Oh, looks like Na-eun Unni shot a new ad.”

Na-eun Unni holding a vitamin drink brightly.

Do-ah worried that even after drinking the vitamin drink, her dark circles would still deepen because of her sister, and she slowly walked home.

“But then Na-eun Unni would have some kind of decadent beauty too.”

And when she always arrived home, her mom would excitedly pat her bottom from the front door.

“Oh my, my baby’s home~”

“Ah, don’t do that!”

After being bombarded with kisses that even reached her nose, Do-ah finally got to lie down on her bed.

“Ugh…”

Of course, after following her established routine of washing her hands and feet, organizing her uniform, and unpacking her things.

“Today is a day off from studying, so I’ll mess with my phone, eat dinner, and then play some games.”

Just as she was about to grab her phone to truly relax.

“Princess, your sister said she was going to scold you for reading her messages and ignoring them again~”

Her mom’s voice carried from the kitchen.

It was a reminder to check her sister’s messages every now and then if she was bored.

“That useless sister is trying to blackmail me with pocket money today, huh? Mom’s allowance is a collective lesson, so she’s really trying to threaten me.”

Anyway, today was supposed to be the day when she eliminated a 1 from her sister’s messages.

[Unni] +19

Since she always checked her phone the moment her sister’s messages chimed, she knew all the contents.

[Unni: Hey, send me a selfie]

[Unni: (photo) Model example]

[Unni: But isn’t your sister super pretty?]

[Unni: I’m okay with bragging about my sister all around~]

…

[Unni: Today was tough.]
[Today was tough.]

[Older Sister: It’s because Do-ah didn’t reply.]

[Older Sister: Only 3 days left until your allowance gets cut, Do-ah.]

…

[Older Sister: Do-ah, you should be grateful to me.]

[Older Sister: Your existence is possible because I asked Mom to have a sibling.]

[Older Sister: A single phone call would be a nice reward, don’t you think~?]

…

[Older Sister: I might be sulking since I haven’t been home for a while.]

[Older Sister: But is that my fault? I don’t think so.]

[Older Sister: It’s because you didn’t wish for me badly enough.]

…

[Older Sister: Hey!]

Sister’s messages were playfully mischievous.

Do-ah replied with one short message instead.

[I: Yeah, I miss you.]

In reality, Do-ah had been diligently sending messages lately; it’s just that Do-hee didn’t notice.

Do-ah opened the messenger to check the messages sent by her sister.

It was the communication app where she could chat with fans in real-time.

For 4,900 won, Do-ah was guaranteed anonymity.

And today, her sister had again added a quirky modifier to her name as usual.

[Bookmark Do-hee]

─Something I thought about before going to bed last night

─You know how bookmarks sometimes just pop up?

─If I come up with a good melody, I’ll try writing lyrics about it.

─Even if I want to forget, you’ll remain my bookmark in my heart. What do you think?

─I also want to be a bookmark for pages I want to revisit again~

Although it was entirely different from the message meant for her, this kind of behavior was just like her sister’s.

─Isn’t the teaser dropping today?

─I hope everyone likes it.

─Anyway, I’ve got practice, so I’ll catch up later~

[Love the lyrics]

Amidst countless fans, Do-ah sent her message and sprawled on the bed, resting until Dad came home for dinner.

As always, the teaser dropped at 10 PM.

[DEBONAIR ‘Take What’s mine back’ Official M/V Teaser]

In a cramped room where the members gathered in one frame.

Everyone preoccupied with their own tasks.

Amidst flickering lights as if the bulbs were about to burst, her sister was concentrating on mixing with her headset on tightly.

Then, as her sister touched something, beats and melodies started creeping in slowly.

The room flickered more intensely, like an electric explosion, and the members who were turned away slowly started grooving to the beat, leaving behind afterimages.

Suddenly, her sister threw her headset straight forward.

─Yeah, I take what’s mine back!

Before the scene shifted to her sisters performing their intricate dance amidst the broken screen.

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