"normal" - Korean
"bold and italic" - English
"bold and underlined" - Japaneseᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴘᴏᴠ
Abruptly, the woman's bedroom door opened and her face was seen. The boys and the man both took notice of this. The woman felt five eyeballs scorching through the left side of her skull, so she looked to her left. They were gazing at her while seated around a coffee table.
"Do you guys have wasabi chips and banana milk?"
"..."
"Hyung, she speaks Japanese!"
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MUNCH MUNCH
"So, I'm not in Japan?" I asked in Korean as I was savoring my chips and shared some with the youngest male in the room who was curious about wasabi flavors.
They all nodded as an answer.
'How in the hell...? Does dad know about this? I swear I have my helmet on when I check the alley, but it's gone...? What's going on?'
It's not a robbery, really; if it were, they wouldn't be sending me to Korea out of the blue.
"What are you gonna do now? I mean, you don't have an ID with you." The guy whose name is Hyuk asked.
"I-"
"AHH! SPICY!"
I slightly flinched due to Joker's youngest brother shouting as I quickly passed the untouched banana milk to him. "Here, drink this!" He grabbed the drink and swallowed it right away.
"Are you feeling better?" I looked at him worriedly as I questioned.
Sakura is seen from the boy's perspective to have a shimmering angel wing behind her. 'She is very caring!'
"That's it! Hyung, you married this woman already!"
"W-what?"
"BWAHHAHAHAHA"
"..."
"H-hey, I just knew your brother 10 minutes ago..." I stumbled over my words.
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'Ahh, so refreshing.'
After leaving the restroom, I used a towel to dry my hair. Joker lent me his sweatpants and shirt, which was way too big on me.
I made my way to the living room; Hyuk and Wooin have already gone home, so it's only me, Joker, and his brothers.
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"Let's bring you to Sangho tomorrow and ask for his help," Wooin stated. "Sangho?" Curiosity seeping into my face, I ask.
"Yep! He's a guy with many connections. I had asked for him to look up anything about you the last time, but he found none. We can question him again now that you're awake, and you can also ask him a question," The yellow-glasses wearing guy explained.
Then Wooin is interrupted by a voice. "Are you a cyclist?" I turned to face the introverted guy, Hyuk, who had asked the question.
"I don't consider myself a cyclist because I cycle as a hobby, and it also makes me relax," I answered him with a smile that was slightly melancholic, not realizing that I was staring down. 'I don't think they need to know about the other reason.'
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