|| A Foreigner in Danger || <VMIN x OC>

Kim Taehyung the alien

13 hours later, we had finally reached the other side of the world.

Annyeongaseyo, we hope you enjoyed your flight with Korean Air. We have landed at Incheon International Airport, have a nice stay.

"Did my sweetheart sleep well?" Dad asked in his soothing voice and ran his fingers through my hair.

I nodded, rubbed my eyes and rested my head on is shoulder.

I couldn't see outside because it was dark and raining.

Great, amazing welcome Daehanmingug.

Ping. Kamsahampnida!

Everyone jumped out of their seats and made to grab their luggage.

The flight was smooth and the air stewards were very friendly, excluding the fact that I couldn't keep any food down for the first 3 hours.

I had such bad plane sickness all of a sudden. I had travelled on a lot of planes with Dad and because it's never happened, we didn't even come prepared with any sickness tablets.

There were more British people than Koreans in business class which was surprising.

I expected it to be filled with Asians, but the business potential has probably grown.

I need to stop thinking negative.

It was my first time since I was a child visiting Korea and I don't remember much.

Well, by much, I mean a blur.

I sometimes have dreams of what seems to be me as a child in Daegu, but when I wake up, I forget the dream.

If I did remember, it was all too scattered to form a rough idea of what my childhood memories were really like. 

Occassionally I speak to Dad's family on Skype and they send me presents on my birthday and money for new years but thats about it.

I guess that would all change now.

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Ahhh school time, I thought to myself.

Beeeep, beeep! Beeeeeeeep! Beeeep!

"Watch where you're going!"

But why was there so much traffic out and why was it so hot?

Oh yeah.

I wasn't in London.

I had woken up to a normal, sunny day in Daegu.

I don't remember much of the train journey from the airport to here and I'm guessing Dad didn't wake me up because I was still in the same clothes.

Yuck.

I stretched really loudly, my body felt so tight and crunched up after the long flight.

I checked my phone and it had changed to Korean settings.

Omo! It was 6pm on a Thursday already? I could've sworn it was a Tuesday yesterday. Time flies in Korea!

I got up to go to the bathroom and then I realised I wasn't exactly sure where it was.

"Appppaaaaa" I called walking around what I'm guessing was a Korean studio apartment.

"Apppppppppaaaaa, where are youuuu?"

It was fancy and I liked it.

I found the bathroom and damn it was huge.

It had a small room coming out of it with fresh towels and a clothes rack with a massive vanity mirror.