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Chapter 4: Unexpected Introductions

(A/N: Again: another long chapter but this one isn't boring like the first 3 xD (at least I hope) have fun reading! And please remember to VOTE and COMMENT)

*Sophie's POV*

I woke up in the morning and looked at my alarm clock, it was 6:00am. I got up out of bed and walked to the bathroom to get a quick shower before my second day at Uni. And after what happened yesterday I was really anxious. I nearly chocked to death and got into a fight.. Well done Sophie, well done.

I got out of the shower, pulled my towel on and walked into my room to get dressed. I put on my Aztec pattern top and white skinny jeans with my white converse. After I dried my hair, styled it and applied my makeup it was 7:00. I walked downstairs to get some breakfast and walked outside into the warm air and started the long peaceful walk to my university. I lived in a wonderful neighbourhood, all of the locals were as friendly as anybody could be. All of the houses had lovely little gardens full of beautiful spring flowers framed by wonderfully crafted iron gates and fences.

As I got towards the end of my street, I heard somebody speaking Korean. I looked around to see the levels Mrs Yong LiMae, the respected elder of our street. She was looked up to by every other resident and was always there to help

"Good morning Mrs Yong," I greeted in Korean while performing a low bow.

"Are you off to college?" She asked, snipping off her rose bush. I nodded politely. She gave me a caring smile. "Then I'll let you go, I don't want you to be late." I bowed again and continued the rest of the way to my university.

I got there at 7:55 and walked slowly up to my class room. I stopped suddenly, *I have no idea what class I have* I thought.

I pulled off my bag and rooted for my timetable. I had film which started at 8:10 but I needed to be there for 8 which gave me four minutes to get there.

It's room 346b, so if room 206 is on the second floor this one will be on the third. I followed the signs up to the top floor and the right at the top. I followed the arrows and came to my class at 8:08 and I nearly shit myself. They don't deal with tardiness very well in Korea and I was nearly ten minutes late. I knocked and I heard my teacher say "Come in" in Korean. I opened the door and slowly walked inside, holding my head low, my stomach clenched, butterflies erupting deep in every corner of my gut.

"Who might you be?" She asked. My teacher was elderly, probably around her 50's, she was short and plump, her grey hair barely brushing her shoulders.

I spoke in Korean quietly. "I'm Sophie, I'm the transfer." The eyes of the entire class were on me and being as nervous as I was, it didn't help.

She nodded. "I'm Lee BoYung, welcome." She turned to face the class and introduced me, she then looked back at me and said, "You can sit next to Master Son at the back."

I bowed and made my way, extremely slowly, to the very back of the classroom, keeping my head down. When I was about half way to the back I decided to take my folder out now to save time to I took off my bag and grabbed it. It was pink and packed with clean lines paper. I finally got to my new seat and looked up to see who I would be sharing these hour and a half long lessons with.

I stopped dead. Stunned. My heart grounded to a halt, my breathing becoming irregular. I gulped in short rapid breaths. My hands became sweaty, my grip weakening and became loose around my folder. My clammy hands slipping against the glossy surface of my binder. I couldn't grasp it any longer and it slid and plummeted to the floor. It crashed with a loud bang and a large amount of paper flew out and floated around the room. I fell to the floor and begun to brush the paper into a messy pile and was about to reach for some more paper when my hand was grabbed my another. I looked up to see my new class mate kneeling down, helping me tidy up my mess. I pulled my hand away sharply, the skin of my hand were he touched was left tingling and a wave of delicious heat rocketed through my body engulfing me in a warm glow, which sent my heart racing and my breathing became so uneven I began to hyperventilate.