2.First Love?

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Yoomi's POV

He stopped his car in front of my apartment and said '' I would like to meet you next time and you are fun to talk.''
I blushed as red as a tomato and said "Okay!" He asked for my phone number ''Umm, Can I get your number? My number is ******'' and I gave him my phone number and said ''Sure. Here's my number-***** '' and I run quickly into my apartment.

I quickly closed the door leaned on it and sighed. I could feel my heartbeats against my chest. ''Why is my heartbeating first? Am I in love or Am I just nervous?'' I thought. I shake away all my thoughts and change myself into my pyjamas.

I am bored so I turned on the television and flipped through some channels. I decided to sleep since there's nothing interesting!

I was lying on my bed closing my eyes when I heard my phone rung. It's my mom and dad so I quickly answered my phone.
'' Yoboseyo Umma? How are you? I miss you'' I said happily. '' Yoomi-ah. We miss you and everything is fine here. How about you? Is everything fine there?'' she said. ''Everything is fine here. But I don't get any jobs yet. I will just work in the nearby coffee shop first. Where is appa?''

''YOOMI-AH!!! Appa miss you too'' my dad shouted from the other line and my mom cut him off and her voice seems like she is crying ''Yoomi-ah. You don't need to stay there if you think it's hard. You can stay with us. Is my daughter very busy tired? I shouldnt let you go there! ''

and I cried ''Umma, what are you saying? and Uljima (It means don't cry in Korean). I haven't even worked and why must I be tired? Umma. appa.. I miss you so much!!'' My father said to my mom '' Yeobo, what are you saying? Our little girl is old enough'' and he said ''Yoomi-ah. You know that appa hate seeing my girl crying.. Right? Aren't you a strong girl? Your mom is just being a cry baby because she miss you. Appa and umma will come and visit you next month. So stop crying. We are gonna go on fishing tomorrow so we can't contact you.''

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