On the first day of winter break at home, I passionately sing “Unforgettable Tonight” to the air.
“See you next year, everyone!” I bow ninety degrees to the refrigerator.
Completely unaware that the camera above me is broadcasting my antics to tens of millions of viewers.
“The dark horse of this year’s top-secret national talent show is actually an English major and a total drama queen.”
When I kick over the coffee table while doing a girl group dance, the selection committee holds an emergency meeting through the night. “Hurry and replace the glass in her house with bulletproof glass!”
After school starts, I go back to acting like a quiet top student, unaware that viewers around the world are frantically taking screenshots. “Keep pretending! Go on!”
A top-secret government document arrives in my hands. “Please serve as a cultural ambassador. The way you open packages is incredibly engaging.”
