𝗕𝗔𝗕𝗬 𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗣𝗦 ❣ 𝘯𝘤𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴.

[34] renhyuck ; teach me your language

TITLE: teach me your language
GENRE: fluff, crack
PAIR: haechan x renjun

SUMMARY: renjun is an exchange student from china and he encounters donghyuck, the student council's snobber president.

legend;
normal - korean
bold - english
italic - mandarin

note: in this story, haechan is a year older than renjun. the ages are in korean age.
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today is renjun's first day at neo university in seoul, south korea. despite not speaking korean, he agrees to study at the school. he's willing to learn another language anyway.

he's almost late in his first class and until now, he's trying to find his assigned classroom. he scratches his head everytime he sees a sign which is written in korean. for god's sake, he doesn't understand nor know how to read hangul.

honestly, he's still trying to adjust in this country. his mother just bought an apartment for him in seoul so he can have somewhere to stay in while she works in china. he speaks a bit english but not fluently. in fact, when he speaks english, it sounds broken.

as he reaches the school main building's ground floor, he bumps into a guy. he has a faded red hair, a pair of specs on his eyes and he's wearing a serious expression on his face while holding a clipboard in his left hand.

"i'm sorry— i mean, sorry." he bites his lower lip gently while looking down.

"you must be one of the new students, right?"

he lifts his head and stares at the guy confusedly. "s-sorry, i don't speak korean."

"oh, really? poor you." the guy chuckles. "i said, you're one of the new students, right?"

he nods, "yes. exchange student."

"right. what's your name?" the guy asks, looking at his clipboard which contains the files of the students in the campus.

"huang renjun."

the guy raises an eyebrow, "what? how do you pronounce that?"

"huang renjun."  he repeats.

the guy sighs and flips through the file in his clipboard. after a few turns, he stops to a certain page. "i'm guessing this is you?" he shows the page to renjun while pointing at his name.

"yes, that's me."

"so, it's hwang reon-jwin?" renjun nods. "i'm assuming you're trying to find your classroom. let me guide you, shall i?"

"okay, thank you."

"no problem. you know, you should learn how to speak korean because you'll be studying here for the whole year or whatever."

renjun just smiles lightly because he couldn't process that in his mind, it's too long. he understands only the 'learn how to speak korean' part.

while they're walking to the second floor, renjun looks up at the guy. he's still wearing that serious expression, eyebrows meeting each other.

"he seems serious in his job." he thought but didn't know he said it aloud. the guy turns his head to him.

"did you say something?"

he grins awkwardly, "nothing."

the guy nods. when he stops in front of a classroom, he stops too. "this is your classroom. hurry up, you're late."