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"What time are you getting here?"

The newly brunette, twenty year old female, headed up the path towards the home of Han Seojun's mother and younger sister.

The small voice of said boyfriend rang in her ears though the galaxy buds. "Uh, the meeting is running really late. I haven't left yet."

"You haven't left yet?"

Ahn Sunhwa stopped in her tracks, unable to contain her dismay. "It takes thirty minutes to get here, Seojun!"

"I know, I know. Look- I gotta go back in. I'll try to get there as soon as possible. But it'll probably be about an hour."

"I swear to G-."
"Just go in and introduce yourself! Please don't wait outside. It's going to rain all night." Han Seojun cut her off.

And so Sunhwa was left, meeting the family of her boyfriend, for the first time. Alone. Utterly, and completely alone.

The girl found her way to the door, determined to make a good impression by being on time. Even if he wasn't there- she'd have to make do.

Sunhwa rang the doorbell to the apartment.

Her stomach rolled with butterflies.

Seojun was correct on the phone. The sky was darkening much more quickly than it should at this time of day, and ominous clouds loomed in the distance.

After about a minute, the door creaked open.

A girl stood before her. A bit shorter than Sunhwa, with short curly brown hair. She wore glasses and a small smile, her eyes canning up and down Sunhwa before narrowing her eyes and glancing behind her.

She was clearly upset about Seojun's lack of arrival as well.

"Hello, I'm Han Gowoon." The girl dipped her head, and Sunhwa did the same. "Nice to meet you, I'm Ahn Sunhwa. I've heard a lot about you."

Gowoon uncomfortably smiled and open the door wider, allowing the older girl to enter.

"How old are you?"

"I'll be 19 soon." Gowoon guided Sunhwa through the entry, as she slid off her white sneakers and into a pair of slippers that the girl designated for her. "Ah, we're really only a year apart then."

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