Her Captain, The Gamemaster

What Is Too Young?

*Third's Person's POV*

The girl with the badly bleached hair was strolling out of the airport when all of a sudden, a cry erupted from the corner of the exiting terminal. Walking over in her baggy jeans and old converse shoes, she bent down to make eye level with the young boy.

'Annyeong eolin sonyeon~~~ mwoga munje ya?' she cooed to the young boy, who wiped his tears to look at her. (hey little boy, what's wrong?)

'N-naneun eommaleul chaj-eul su e-eobsda,' he stuttered out before wailing again. (i cant find my mum).

'Hey, hey, hey, don't cry. Uljima,' she hugged the sobbing boy, wiping away his tears before picking him up and taking him away from the freezing cold, leading him to a security guard who she explained the situation to. (don't cry)

'dangsin-eun anjeonhabnida. himnaego da-eum-e eomma mal jal deul-eoyo, al-assji?' (you are safe. stay strong and next time, listen to you mum, ok?) she reassured the kid, before passing him over to the security guard who brought him to the reception desk where the receptionist called for his mum over the intercom.

After a couple minutes, a woman came running over, almost knocking Soo-ah over in the process and jumped on the little kid, squeezing him.

(from this point, im too tired to translate everything and i dont know much korean so its just all in english but the people are speaking korean)

'Stupid kid! Are you all right?!? Why on earth would you let go of me?!? Are you crazy?!? Do you want a beating?!?' screamed the crying mother, still squeezing the crying kid to death.

Soo-ah smiled and walked away from the reception desk where she filed the incident report. Signing her signature, she handed the form back to the receptionist and strolled out of the airport, her grey suitcase covered in stickers rolling behind her.

'I doubt I'm gonna be here for long so I'll just bring the necessities. Everything else, I can just buy on impulse,'

She got into a taxi that had just dropped someone off and sat down. She pulled out her earbuds from her pocket and quickly began to doze off into 'Shut Up and Dance' by WALK THE MOON. After what felt like seconds, she was being shaken awake.

'Miss? MISS!!!'

She jerked up and turned to the source of the noise, wiping an impressive amount of drool off her face.

'This is your destination. Are you ok?' asked the taxi driver.

'What? Oh yes, I'm good,'

'I thought you died, miss,'

'Sorry for scaring you. It's probably the jet lag,'

She bowed awkwardly and she got out of the taxi, passing over a few bills to the taxi driver who took out her suitcase from the trunk.

Thanking the driver who sped off, she turned around to look at her current surroundings.

Bright electric billboards, colourful shops and noisy people filled the bustling streets of Gangnam and Soo-ah sighed.

'Every time, it feels like something has changed but at a first glance, I can just tell it's the same,' she thought bitterly, recalling exactly why she hated Seoul.

She walked into of one of the shops and travelled downwards through the endless corridors of the famous Gangnam District's underground malls and emerged into a new area, where a set of guards looked her over before letting her pass after showing them her I.D.

She strolled through the barricade and walked along the empty streets which seemed almost vacant. No houses in sight.

But if you look carefully, you would see that everything in sight was property and was part of a large estate, one that Soo-ah had grown to hate more and more. Eventually, she was in front of a large gate, where more security guards halted her entrance to the estate.