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"Hello, there," she said to me first.
She speaks Korean, but she doesn't look like she is.
I didn't want to talk to her. She makes me feel weird. My stomach turns and tingles and it's uncomfortable.
But she might hate me if I ignored her.
I don't like it when people hate me.
"Hi," so I said, too. "You look weird."
Did it come out badly?
She didn't seem to mind. Instead, she blinks too quickly again. "I do?"
I nod. "You and I look different. Are you really from around here?"
She shakes her head. "From Japan," she says, and I nod again.
"Okay."
I turned around and left her there.
I don't know if she left, too, after that. I didn't look back at her, anymore.
Looking at her made me feel weird.
My stomach turns and tingles.
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FanfictionNayeon and Momo have been the best of friends since they were five. Momo's family moved to the house next door to the Im's, and it all started there. (Nayeon hates the way she blinks. It was too fast.)
