The day has gone pretty smoothly. You've been able to catch up with the class, and not be too insulted by your classmates. But many stare at you because of your different 'non-korean' look.
Your day consists of two lessons followed by break, which then three more lessons, lunch and finishing off with one more lesson...
That's not including the extra curricular you're expected to do after school.
You're sitting in Maths, finishing several complex quadratic equations, when the bell rings for lunch. Many stand up just before the teacher at the front, still writing on the chalkboard, could finish his sentence.
"Remember to complete page 45 of the textbook for next lesson, which is tomorrow." He shouts over the rustling of many, grabbing their lunches and taking them out onto the desk, some grabbing lunch money and some taking their lunches to eat outside.
You take out your lunchbox, feeling starved and ready to dig in.
Wait... but I have no one to sit with... you realise. Maybe I should message Dong-woo?
You grab your lunch, leave the classroom and decide to head to the courtyard to eat.
The courtyard consists of many shading trees, and explosions of greenery. As you walk down the concrete path, you truly feel one with nature, as the breeze gently wafts through your hair, and the sound of the trees rustle gives you the upmost feeling of inner peace.
You perch down on a bench, and open your lunchbox, resting it on the table part of the bench.
"Oh my god this looks so good!" You smile. "Sure beats chicken sandwiches and a Capri Sun in England."
You take out your chopsticks and begin to dig into your meal, noticing a sticky note on the lid of your box.
You peel it off and notice it's all in Korean. You open google translate and scan the Hangul.
You notice at the bottom in slightly messy writing:Love J-Hope ^_^ xx
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