Hindered Ambiguity

Lucky Guess?

Krystal's POV

In the absence of my acquaintances, I have grew with consciousness each time I made my way through the busy hallways of Seoul National University. Entering the girls' dormitory I found myself typically out of place and indifferent to the few black headed Asians with contrasting gazes and smiles to my boring sore ones. It didn't feel as if I was welcomed and as much I didn't want to be alone on the first day, it bothered me how no one actually made an effort to greet a simple 'Hello'. Yet I can sense the new students already made new friends beforehand. I don't know anyone in particular and it saddens me that I will have to initiate a first encounter.

Discarding the thought of my loneliness, my direct attention turned towards the several door frame digits, publicly displayed to recognise dorm numbers. I read the contents of the paper to identify a matching one with the one on the door. But before I checked to see if the next room was mine, a girl abruptly opened it with a scornful face, inviting herself inside. She roughly slammed the door closed which unconsciously a gush of wind flew past me so quickly that I didn't get my senses back together. I realised the same number that was written in the sheet had the same digits in the room and thought that she must've been my long-term roommate.

I was going to ask permission to enter the room but suddenly stopped by a hand clasping with mine. I gasp in utter shock and retreated my hand away from the individual. To my expectation, the person somewhat didn't budge and manually advanced with a lot more strength than I couldn't attain.

"I don't think you should go in there." His monotoned voice was laced with no emotion and nonchalantness.

"Excuse me?" I question disbelievingly. "Why shouldn't I?" I didn't seem to understand his abiding suggestion- whatever his reason for that is, and assumed from the way he interrupted me so harshly that there is something behind those doors that I shouldn't be authorised to seeing.

A muffled laugh derived from his mouth and was immediately replaced with a mocking smirk. "Just be lucky I saved your life. You wouldn't want to interrupt their heated argument." He exaggerated the last bit.

"What are they exactly doing inside? It's not like I would eavesdrop on them anyways. I'll just knock and-"

"-they're going through a breakup idiot! Couldn't you see the girl that walked in, mad?" He lightly pushed my head jokingly. He shook his head disapprovingly and laughed profound by my naïve attitude.

"Sorry." I ducked my head down, strands of my dark hair fall against my face from the stranger's confrontation about the couple. But really I didn't see the big deal anyways.

"Sorry, I didn't get your name." He changed topics, his smile has remained and traced into my brain.

"Krystal." I shook his outstretched hand in a nodding motion and smiled gratefully.

"Krystal. As in Soojung in Korean?" He blurted out, unknowingly.

"How'd you know?" I was perplexed by his sudden recognition of my birth name. People I'd meet would usually ask me my name and entitle what was only said and given. Well, that was what I thought. But he thought otherwise.

"Lucky guess." He shone upon his pearly whites and I concentrated on getting my head straight because I was hooked by the mesmerising smile. I was dazed at the guys' natural aura and felt comfortable with his simplicity and initiation to our introduction.

It was definitely undeniable that this person had already started growing on me and I can't help but feel physically attracted to the latter as well. Exchanging gazes with him made me appreciate his lenient personality and through the comfort of his warm, joyous ambience I was pleased and delighted to be by his presence. He was someone that was straightforward and whom everyone can relate to. Though he might be undermined different by his choose of black clothing and dark bronze skin, he had a contrasting personalities interiorly.