Kpop I heard of it

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Chapter 3
      12:57 am
    Once we unload in front of her apartment I realized she lives right in the busiest areas in Korea. It was like another downtown in Korea busy big business companies, scintillating bright lights flashing at night , the intoxicatingly smell of food 'ahh might not be American food but God it smelled bomb' I inhaled and exhaled from the exhausting trip. When we brought back the luggages in the apartment I was so attempted to toss myself on the couch but I remember I wasn't at home. Also it might be considered rude of me. "If you want I can start helping you unpacking your luggages." She suggested. From the looks of her  she seem very exhausted but her benevolent actions were too much. I felt bad enough she had to pick me up at 12 at night the least I wanted her to do was suffer from an insomnia. "No no no please go to rest I'll take care of the rest tomorrow in the morning if I need help I'll come to ask you. " I gave her a tired smile. "O okay I'll just lead you to your room so you can rest. Please follow me ." I dragged along my luggage and followed her. "Here is your room my room is the one two doors across ,please feel welcome to come to my assistance and feel at home ." And with that we end our day. Until tomorrow morning..

         I woke up from the dinning of the city noise. I peered out of the window and saw many crossing the streets in dazzling clothing. My stomach drop from the nerves 'so I'm actually in Korea...' There was no way I could dissuaded myself from believing that I'm not at Korea ... I peered out again to take in the scenario  . Across from a big building I saw 7 males entering the building. I didn't realize that I was staring at them until one them turned around and make eye contact with me.He was embellished with expensive clothing his hair was brightly colored . I pulled down the shades and laid back on the bed . 'He was pretty cute' My face began burn up. 'No no no no distractions.... I'm just going to peek again.' I looked out again and saw nothing but the busy streets again.. 'He was really good looking.'

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