Angel's Fall - Side Story: Park Ji-yeon's First Memories

Park Ji-yeon's PV: My name is Park Ji-yeon. I was born on June 7, 1993, in Seoul, South Korea. I'm currently a trainee at CCM Entertainment.

I never expected that he, a big shot at SM Entertainment in my eyes, would make such a serious promise to me.

I was very happy that day, and I was reluctant to part ways.

I thought I would never see that kind Ajeossi again; after all, he was a big shot, and I was just a trainee—the difference in status was too great.

Just when I thought I would never see him again, I saw him again, but this time with Soyeon Eonni.
I was very happy, because this reunion meant I would see him often with Soyeon Eonni in the future.

The reorganization period was tough; I was afraid the company would abandon us. In my spare time, I often asked Soyeon Eonni about him, and when he came over, I would treat her to a barbecue.

High-quality Korean beef and pork belly, and handsome men—that's my favorite!

Our relationship gradually deepened, reaching a point where we were more than friends but less than lovers, an ambiguous atmosphere constantly swirling between us.

As my fame waned, I suffered greatly under the company's "Little Kim Tae-hee" promotion, constantly facing attacks from antis, leaving me with a mountain of bitterness.

People around me often comforted me with their stories, and Yoo Seung-ho, who had become my friend, also offered emotional support.

But one day, as usual, I met with Yoo Seung-ho during my free time, enjoying our date, though we hadn't yet made our relationship public.

That night, waiting at the street corner, I noticed someone following me, but when

I turned around, no one was there. Becoming more cautious, I consciously observed my surroundings and discovered that someone was indeed watching me.
However, a slight leak of information to Yoo Seung-ho's company caused them to intervene to protect their own interests.

I started moving around, worried that standing there too long might cause trouble, but my footsteps never stopped.

Despite my utmost caution, I was still cornered in an alley by a group of people.

Even though I've practiced Taekwondo, I was hampered by the cameras they were holding and couldn't fight back.

As time went on, I was cornered, exhausted and futilely resisting their shoving.

During the pushing and shoving, they also insulted me, saying I looked like Kim Tae-hee in some way.

Finally, they vented their anger on me before leaving.

Disheveled, I wanted to call for help, but not wanting my fans to worry, I called Yoo Seung-ho first. When he answered, he apologized for not being able to come due to a last-minute commitment, so I could only say it was okay and end the conversation.

"Ajeossi, gently... let... Zhiyan... slowly."
Having no other choice, I had to call Ajeossi to end my predicament.

Half an hour later, Ajeossi took me to a villa. The villa's decor and layout indicated the presence of a woman.

One day in late March, Zhiyan, as usual, nestled in Ajeossi's arms, acting coquettishly and sweetly, exchanging loving words.
Not daring to overthink it, I was left there by Ajeossi. I cleaned myself and changed into a new set of clothes that Ajeossi had someone deliver. Only after I was

dressed was I told that Ajeossi had already left, and that I could leave at any time.

………………………This is the dividing line……………………

My PV: Before I transmigrated, I watched T-ara's music video. My impression of them was "Boppeep Poppeep" with cat gloves, and "Crazy for You" when they first started promoting before I transmigrated. After spending a long time together, I fell in love with this girl, but I never had a chance to make a move.

Park Ji-yeon being attacked by Ant gave me a glimmer of hope.

In order to find the video I filmed when Park Ji-yeon was attacked, and to get rid of Yoo Seung-ho, my rival, I started to plan.

………………………This is the dividing line……………………

Park Ji-yeon's PV: In 2010, I continued my secret dates with Yoo Seung-ho. After a while, I wanted to make our relationship official.

But suddenly, a lot of videos and messages about my nude chat appeared online. The company's unfavorable methods left me defenseless and exhausted. Even with the comfort of my fans and parents, I still felt lonely.

Hoping for comfort after meeting Yoo Seung-ho, I found myself meeting his manager instead, and my unease grew stronger.

Looking at this manager, whom I'd met before on the set of "God of Training," his former gentle demeanor was now replaced by cold indifference.

His icy tone delivered words that chilled me to the bone. It took

me a long time to snap out of my daze; the manager was gone.

Disheartened and dejected, I walked the streets, inwardly cursing, "How could he treat me like this?"

That day, when Antti attacked me, he and his manager were clearly present. Why didn't they help? Was it because of the manager's obstruction? I even introduced IU to him, hoping to impress everyone around me.
Afterwards, I won the grand prize; it felt like a dream. Anxious, I didn't know how to keep my promise, because I was still an intern and didn't have much money. In the end, he ended up treating me to dinner.

"Ajeossi? Why didn't you take me like you did with the other Eonnis?"
Picking up my constantly vibrating phone, I heard Ajeossi's familiar voice, "Ji-yeon, where are you?

Come here for a moment, I need to talk to you."
Unable to hold back my tears any longer, I cried out resolutely, "Ajeossi, I'm so sad."

Once again, Ajeossi took me to that villa. Overwhelmed with grief, I fell asleep under Ajeossi's comforting embrace.

When I woke up, Ajeossi was gone, and So-yeon Eonni appeared in the villa. A gentle atmosphere comforted me.

I finally understood why I always hesitated when I asked Soyeon Eonni about Ajessi before.

It turned out that Soyeon Eonni was Ajessi's woman, and later I learned that Boram, Eunjung, and Hyomin Eonni were also women.

Having calmed myself down a bit, I threw myself back into my hectic schedule, trying to forget the people and things I wanted to forget.

But I found it increasingly difficult to trust others.

………………………This is the dividing line……………………

My post: The plan has been initially successful; Park Jiyeon and Yoo Seung-ho have broken off contact.

Now, it's my time to fish in troubled waters. Whether I can pluck this sweet, unattainable fruit of Jiyeon depends on this.

If things go smoothly, then it's just a matter of slowly nurturing her and waiting to devour her.

………………………I am the dividing line……………………

Park Ji-yeon's POV: Now I'm starting to be afraid of other people's opinions because I don't know if they mean to hurt me.

Besides my family and the Eonni members of the group, only he remained by my side, comforting and encouraging me.

Gradually, I realized I had slowly fallen in love with Ajeossi, unable to live without his tender care.

Influenced by the Eonni, I grew closer and closer to this older man.

Until one afternoon, after spending a long time together, we naturally ended up together.

I loved Ajeossi's embrace; it felt so warm, something I had hoped for from Yoo Seung-ho.
When I finally ejaculated deep into Ji-yeon's honeyed depths amidst her endless pleas, she had already orgasmed five or six times.

After joining this unusual little group, I thought Ajeossi would quickly make me his woman, but Ajeossi, you never did. You always said I was too young now, and we should wait until I was older.

He quietly bought both floors of our dormitory, as well as all the units on the same floor, and after renovating them, made it his and Eonni's place to meet.

I heard that President Kim Kwang-soo had decided to join a group in the next six months. Eonni and I didn't like this decision, but we couldn't refuse.

When asked by the staff what my New Year's wishes were, I said I wanted to be in a relationship.
Earlier, Eonni, our seniors from the company, and I formed a temporary group called Girls' Generation, clearly President Kim Kwang-soo's attempt to surpass Girls' Generation.

Ultimately, it didn't achieve the desired effect, so they planned to increase the number of members in our group to achieve the previous goal.

Knowing that there would be a stranger in the dormitory, I thought that he might not be able to come to the dormitory to see me as often in the future. I made up my mind to break through our last barrier before the new member moved in.

………………………I am the dividing line……………………

(This paragraph was inspired by the 100>0 stage of "Crazy for You" on NBC TV)

"That's because Yeon-bo is too young now.

" "Ajeossi? Last time, when Eonni wore the performance outfit number 20 for you, were you happy?"

"Happy? This was a private performance, and it even included a five-person bonus?"

"Then why is Ji-yeon missing? Are you disappointed?"

"Disappointed? It's a pity that my most beloved Yeon-bo isn't here." Knowing what Ji-yeon wanted to hear, I said the same thing.
I smiled and replied to Ji-yeon's words, "Okay, kiss every day." At the same time, I put my hands inside Ji-yeon's black t-shirt and slowly climbed upwards.
After debuting, Yoo Seung-ho and I performed kissing scenes in music videos and participated in drama filming all the way.
"Then shall I perform for you now?" Without waiting for my reply, Zhiyan jumped up from my arms and rushed into the bedroom.

A moment later, I saw Zhiyan dressed in a black performance outfit: a black jacket, t-shirt, shorts, and black high heels. Her long, slender legs were covered in sheer black stockings. A

sexy and alluring Zhiyan? Before I could even figure out what was going on with her, she started dancing to music.

The dance ended with Zhiyan placing her foot on a chair, her smooth, delicate hand tracing down her raised thigh to her ankle.

"Was it beautiful? Ajeossi!" Zhiyan laughed heartily after the dance, like a child waiting for praise.
I gave her a thumbs up, "Great! How could Zhiyan's performance be anything but great? I want to see it again!"

"Beautiful, Yanbao really surprised me today."

"Then, shall we have Zhiyan today?"
Zhiyan pushed me down onto the back of the sofa, her pert buttocks pressing against my crotch, swaying and rubbing against me.

"Uh! That's not good."

Although I desperately wanted it, I resisted Zhiyan's temptation to avoid ruining my plan to train her.
However, the close physical contact, the superior skin texture of the girl that I could feel

even through her stockings, the smooth touch of her skin, and the elasticity revealed by the rubbing motion. The fragrance of a virgin wafted into my nose wave after wave.

I was struggling to resist, my desire only intensifying. Her graceful figure slowly wrapped around me, like a beautiful snake making its predatory moves.

"Alright, Yanbao, stop tempting me." I grabbed Zhiyan's waist, flipped her over, and pinned her beneath me. "Little one, are you sure you won't regret it?"

"Mmm," Zhiyan responded shyly, then looked at me with an infinitely resolute gaze.

Receiving the signal, I leaned down and kissed Zhiyan's red lips deeply, my tongue lightly tapping her teeth, then pulling out her delicate tongue, entwining and sucking it.

My tongue danced in Zhiyan's mouth, her pretty face turning pink, her breath quickening.

After quickly removing her black coat, I opened her lips, which I had been kissing for so long. "Aje Ossi, kissing feels so good, Zhiyan, I want kisses every day."

Reaching the edge of her bra, I slowly lifted it and rolled it up under Zhiyan's arms.

The girl's breasts weren't very large, just the right size to be held in one hand. The unique feel of a young girl's skin was irresistible.
Around 2000, I met a very interesting guy named A-Jeossi at the Smart Model Competition. He said I was sure to win the grand prize. Not entirely convinced, I jokingly made a deal with him: whoever won would treat the other to dinner.

Zhiyan, worried that her crush might be disappointed by her breast size, asked anxiously, "A-Jeossi, are my breasts bigger than Eonni's? Don't you like them?"

"Why would I?"

"But my breasts are clearly not as big as Eonni's!"
"It's okay, Yanbao is still young now. When she grows up next year, plus A-Jeossi's massages..." "You'll be the same age as the Eonnis then."

Zhiyan asked excitedly, "Really? Really the same age as the Eonnis?"

We quickly removed each other's "armor."

We were both almost completely naked, except Zhiyan was wearing black stockings.

When we were undressing, it was the first time I'd realized how sexy this still-childish little one looked in black stockings. Zhiyan rested her head on the sofa, her hands covering her chest, her breasts flushed, her legs pressed together, gently rubbing against each other, an incredibly shy and alluring sight.

I forcefully spread Zhiyan's legs apart with my own, pressing down on her bent knees with one hand, and pressing my glans against her vulva with the other.

Below Zhiyan's abdomen was a small patch of dark hair, even less dense than that of other members of her group; I didn't know if it was natural or due to her young age.

My large glans rubbed against her two pink, thick labia, already glistening with moisture. It became even more surging.

Zhiyan squinted, her face flushed. Although her lower body wasn't fully penetrated, the initial sensation of fullness made her breathless.

Seeing that Zhiyan's lower body was almost wet, I thrust my hips forward. Zhiyan frowned slightly and let out a soft "Ah," losing what was most precious to a young girl.

Hearing Zhiyan's pleas, I obediently and slowly moved in and out of Zhiyan's virgin honey hole. Under the tight protection of the honey hole's flesh walls, my penis experienced an amazing suction and gripping force.

Each thrust of Zhiyan's folded honey hole walls, each friction, almost made me ejaculate deep inside her honey hole.

With the slow thrusting of my penis, Zhiyan's honey hole became increasingly wet, more and more of the seeping fluid moistening her honey hole, which also made me speed up my thrusting. With

my movements becoming faster and faster, I slowly hugged Zhiyan's thighs clad in black stockings, my hands roaming all over her body, and my waist thrusting rapidly.

Ji-yeon's moans grew louder and louder. I was quite surprised by how loud they were; they almost drowned out Eun-jung and the other four.
When I was slowly fucking Ji-yeon earlier, her moans were still very soft, "Uh... umm...

oh... ahhh."

But as I went faster, her voice became louder and louder. Not only was her whole body trembling from my fucking, but the continuous "ahhh" turned into "hoohoohoo," like a dinosaur's scream. The pitch didn't decrease but instead got higher and higher. I hadn't even realized that Ji-yeon had the potential to be a soprano.
I thought to myself, could this be the origin of Park Ji-yeon's nickname "Little Dinosaur" in Hero Hero?

This little one, of course, only makes such sounds when she's happy.
I lay down next to Ji-yeon, holding her in my arms, my hands roaming over her flushed body, between her breasts, her slender waist, and her pert buttocks.

"Yeon-bo, haven't we noticed that when you're aroused, you moan like a little dinosaur?"

Ji-yeon straddled my lap, her arms around my neck. "Ji-yeon, do I look pretty today?"
"Ajeossi!!!!!" The room echoed with the girl's angry roar.

………………………I am the dividing line……………………
Park Ji-yeon's PV: I, like the Eonni, became his woman.

In 2012, during the promotion of "Roly-Poly," I strained my right knee ligament, and he took care of me until I was discharged from the hospital.

In 2012, the group experienced member departures. Kim Kwang-soo's poor performance, and his quiet efforts to clean up the mess behind the scenes, made Eonni and me proud that we hadn't misjudged him.

From that day on, there were no shortage of negative comments about our group members online.

He was always around me and my sisters. The group's path in Korea became increasingly difficult, but he still helped us with a lot of public relations.

I don't know how much he spent, because when I asked him, he just smiled and wouldn't say.

In 2013, I overdid it during dance practice, and my knees hurt terribly, leading to a diagnosis of synovitis.

In 2014, with public opinion slightly turning around, he arranged for me to do a solo with Hyomin and a drama with Eunjung. I know he's never really cared about me.

I like Ajessi, even though he's about the same age as my father, I just like him.

Knowing I'm closest to my boyfriend, he even arranged for me to work at his company, saying it was to hone his skills so he could later fund my own business.

I know everything he did was to flatter me, but I was happy because he thought of my family. For someone as filial as me, this made me happier than caring about myself.
During those years in the entertainment industry, all the members of our group faced immense public pressure. Sometimes I couldn't distinguish between the Park Jiyeon I knew as Tara and the Park Jiyeon my family saw me as.

However, it didn't matter, because I was by his side, and I knew he loved both of us. I was happy for A-Jessi's happiness.

Being a shy person due to the group's ups and downs, and because of some unpleasant experiences, I cherished the care and love I received from A-Jessi even more.

At the end of 2014, on the MBC New Year's stage, I remembered the jokes I often made with A-Jessi, saying that we had never had a proper relationship, never had a serious date before getting together. He always said, "You decide on a time, and I'll find a way, without you finding out, to have an unforgettable love affair with you in a 'public' setting."

Watching the snowflakes falling in the air, I imagined that my love with A-Jessi would definitely be beautiful.

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