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Internet you should write me a story,

a story set in a dystopia where Yu-Na goes to Canada to train as an undercover operative.

So I don't have to write it myself. Right?

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This just feeds into my burning need for shenanigans. She's there on a MISSION against some kind of international evil, and she's highly trained and she always works alone and if she has to, she can be a killing machine.

And then ADam totally walks in on her killing someone and freaks out and she eventually talks him down but he says he's going to tell everyone unless she lets him help.

:DDD that totally works! Yu-Na has a Mission, okay, she has to be brave for her country and the world and she isn't going to let anyone distract her.

I think this fic would be 50% bleak desperate hopeful dystopia and 50% boarding school shenanigans.

See, I'd try to fit it in to reality as much as possible, but that is why I am NOT allowed to write all the AUs in the world. *sigh* Bleak desperate dystopia sounds AMAZING. But so does boarding school. WRITE IT.

I... actually wrote a beginning? /o\ It doesn't mean I have to CONTINUE, though, because I have no plot and I don't do long fics. BUT HERE:

It was raining when Yu-Na arrived in Canada. Normally that wouldn't have been a problem or anything to notice, really, but she had come on a boat and what would have been a normal drizzly, dull day on land, turned into a mini-storm in the midst of sea. Yu-Na watched as her boatmate retched into the ocean and thanked whoever was out there for giving her the strength to hold back on her nausea. She felt unbelievably tired. It had been a long journey from the States -- and before that, from Japan. She'd left Korea for China before hopping over to Japan. It had been a long journey.

Yu-Na tugged her long black jacket around her and cursed softly. Against the wool she could feel the hard edges of the coin she'd tucked into the hem for good luck. "You'll need it," her father had told her, and she didn't even have to qualify that he wasn't being demeaning, because she did.

Yu-Na was ready for this, but she couldn't help feeling nervous as she thought of what lay ahead. Canada was the best training ground there was for young operatives -- Orser & Wilson's school was known the world over, amongst underground circles, at least -- and it was going to be the best chance Yu-Na had to learn and get better, and come back for Korea. She'd been training all summer to make sure she was as good as anyone at the school. Her punching bag at home was all worn out.

Now she just had to make her way into Canada, undetected. She had the fake papers, sure, but Kim-nim had told her it was best if she didn't have to use them. They would be reaching the shore pretty soon she was sure, and her look-out was supposed to be waiting on the beach. Yu-Na hoped he would be there.

Yu-Na waited. She sunk into a reverie -- for how long she couldn't tell, anywhere from between ten minutes to half an hour -- and the only sound there was, was that of the waves slapping against the boat with alarming violence and the wind howling into her ears. Finally the boatman said, gruff and relieved, "Just ahead now," and Yu-Na squinted. There was a misty line of solid land against the water.

Oooh, I want to see more of this!

NO. BECAUSE THERE IS NO MORE. *flaps hands*

Seriously though, not planning on writing this any time!

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