I AM CONSTANTLY REACHING FOR WHAT IS UNATTAINABLE― PROMISES OF BETTER DAYS LEAVING MY LIPS AT EVERY TURN, FIBERGLASS DREAMS CRUMBLE BEFORE MY EYES. I DO NOT ASK WHY THE UNIVERSE WORKS THIS WAY. I INSTEAD GIVE THANKS THAT I AM BUT A SPECK IN A SKY OF ZILLIONS, BRILLIANT LIGHTS THAT DROWN OUT MY TROUBLES. I CLOSE MY EYES AND GIVE MYSELF TO THAT SKY AND SUDDENLY MY HEAD IS MUCH HIGHER THAN THE CLOUDS― UP AMONG THE STARS IS WHERE YOU WILL FIND MY MIND, BEDAZZLED BY NOSTALGIA AND WHISPERS OF YESTERDAY
HAILING FROM SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, JUNG SOOJUNG AKA KRYSTAL IS BEST KNOWN AS THE LEAD VOCALIST, MAKNAE, AND FACE OF POPULAR SOUTH KOREAN GIRL GROUP F(X). AT TWENTY-THREE YEARS OLD, SHE IS A VETERAN OF THE ENTERTAINMENT INDUSTRY, FIRST APPEARING IN ADS AND MVS AT SIX YEARS OLD. OFTEN MISTAKEN AS “ICY” DUE TO HER COLD LOOKS, SM ENT’S PRINCESS PROVES TO TRULY BE SHY AND SOFTSPOKEN. ACTIVE AS A MODEL AND AN ACCOMPLISHED ACTRESS, OFTEN FOUND WITH ELDER SISTER JESSICA JUNG OR HASSLING HER MEMBERS. BREAD AND MANGO LOVER, ASTRONOMY ENTHUSIAST, AND TO TOP IT ALL OFF, SECRET WIFE AND MOTHER OF TWO.
“if it’s any consolation, i hate outside too.” she could practically hear her family groaning, her friends making fun of her. antisocial krystal jung! look, she came out of her room for once! she didn’t find it quite as funny, how her inherent and unrelenting shyness made her dislike the general company of others, and they, just people, never failed to bother her from the moment she set foot outdoors.
“we could always just never leave, you know,” she quips, trying to make light of the subject as she pulls a few chips from the bag next to her and pops them in her mouth. “order food for the rest of our lives, just chill and never have to see another person again.”
a small laugh escapes her as she focuses in on the object in her hands― a car starter, in desperate need of a battery change, and of course, stuck shut. having offered to help in this mini-struggle, now she was determined to finish the job, cursing herself a little for her nagging little need to be so helpful. i better not break a nail.
“it’s okay,” krys quips, narrowing her eyes as she pulls on the device, “i usually can’t get things open to save my life. and in your defense― this is hard.” it takes another few moments before the back of the starter finally clicks open, leaving her with a triumphant smile. “there we go!” she hands it back to her companion, satisfied. “i hope you’ve got a replacement on you. that’s the one thing i don’t have.”
