It was mild cold on a January evening. Luke was exhausted from all the appointments for his roommate set at a difference of 1 hour each.
"This is the last one I guess", He said thinking that he might have to go home today without a potential roommate again.
He was already getting stares from the people around for the number of girls who went in the cafe to see him and the left.
Already on his 3rd cup of coffee, he heard a voice behind him.
" Excuse me, Luke LeRoy?" asked the girl wearing one of the most practical clothes(for winter) out of all people Luke met today.
"Yes, annyeonghaseyo I am Luke LeRoy," said Luke answering her.
"Annyeonghaseyo, I am Jang Jieun!," said the girl standing in front of Luke with a smile brighter than the sun.
"Are people usually this happy here?" Luke laughed awkwardly.
That was an embarrassing statement he said there.
"Well, being happy doesn't do anyone wrong," said the girl with a smile again.
"Please have a seat" Luke pulled out the chair like the gentleman he is.
"Thank you!", said his maybe potential roommate.
Checking her identity proofs and a few of the other documents Luke decided to let her know if she could share the house with him.
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April was walking around her Korean classes, waiting for someone who may forget that he has to pick her up.
April's POV
People my age would take a break from their hectic lives on Fridays but here I was standing in an oversized sweatshirt waiting for Luke to pick me up from my Korean classes.
The plan was simple, Luke would pick me up, I would go to the restroom get changed into something better and then go anywhere far.
"Hey," I heard someone calling me when I was around the edge of the street.
I turned around to see who it was. It was the guy I mistook for Hwan. The coffee guy!
Turning on my google translator as I was not that perfect in Korean I said," 내가 환으로 착각 한 남자 아니야? ( Are you not the guy who I mistook for Hwan?)"
"Miss, you certainly not possess a great memory. Remember what I said, I understood the first time you said it and I can still understand it now the language, English," said the coffee guy.
"Of course I remember you, coffee guy," I said controlling my urge to smile.
"Yes, coffee Lady," he said with a smirk.
"Is that our way of giving each other names?" I asked still smiling.
"As the lady wishes," he said with gleaming eyes.
He certainly had his way to talk with women.
"By the way, are you here for your Korean classes?" He asks.
"Yes and are you here for your English ones?" I reply with a question.
"Ma'am, " he shakes his head smiling to himself and comes a little forward.
"Unlike your Korean my English is remarkable and I suggest you change your classes because wherever you're going it's not helping. Because at the end of the day you roam around with the Google translator opened in your phone," he says calmly still maintaining his poise.
"As the Lord wishes," I say taking him off guard as he expected me to say something atrocious.
"You're a quick learner," he winked.
"Did you also read Shakespeare?" At this point, my curiosity was reaching its heights.
"Not a great fan but I did," he said signalling me to walk with his hands.
He was following me around careful enough to give me my space. It was a nice conversation. For a moment I was thankful for Luke being late.
"Well, why are you here? Are you learning anything specific?" I raised a question taking small steps.
"French, I am not so fluent though so better not test me," he narrowed his eyes and then I burst into laughter.
Kian's POV
I finally met the coffee lady again. To my astonishment, she goes to the same place for her Korean lessons where I go too for my french ones.
The conversation was going great. I haven't felt this good in a long time now. My driver seems to be stuck in the traffic which surely was a good thing.
Catching me off guard she said something real quick.
"Slow down my lady," I said wanting her to slow down for me to understand.
"Pardon, my Lord for I have to leave already as my friend is already here." She said smiling.
"I wish my Lady to reach home safe. See you around. Farewell, my lady," I said bowing down to her which made her laugh aloud but she reciprocated the gesture.
There was something about her, something that made me feel in ways that Shakespeare would write about.
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