First Meeting

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As the door of Korean subway train opened, passengers could see an average hight, skinny girl. Her face was hidden by a hood on her head. Normally nobody would pay attention to a new passenger, but it was hard to ignore cascade of long wavy blonde hair falling on her shoulders.

All the attention that she was getting during this trip was amusing for her. She caught a pole to keep her balance as the full train accelerated quickly, but an old lady who also just entered the train had a harder time standing up. A teenager with black hoodie, ripped jeans and guitar in the case stood up and politely asked old lady to take his seat. As he stood by mysterious blonde girl they locked gazes. He was lost in her green like grass eyes. She took her hood off and said:

"I'm Cynthia. What's your name?"

Jun-Seo understood that she is introducing herself since he had an English class at school. At this moment he regretted never paying attention in that class because he wasn't able to have a conversation in English.

Cynthia noticed familiar expression of confusion on his face. She took out her phone and wrote what she just said in translator. She knew it wasn't perfect but it usually was good enough to communicate with others. The boy gathered courage to answer after reading the question in his language.

"Jun-Seo" - he said quietly

They shook their hands smiling at each other.

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