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Moving to Korea was one of the hardest things I have ever done.Leaving people I've known for years wasn't that rough. Mainly because I didn't exactly have friends.
It was hard because it meant starting a new life and speaking in a different language I wasn't quite comfortable speaking.
Although I am half Korean, so I'm fluent im Korean because of my father. He was born in South Korea and met my mother while studying over seas.
I've never been to Korea before, so this was my first time.
Amazing huh?
I've noticed many people wear masks. Most are black, some of them white or with some design.
"Honey, put your mask on. The smog is the worst this time of year," My father told me, handing me a black mask.
Well at least I'll fit in now, bedsides my bright blonde hair.
I somehow managed to have bright blonde hair and blue eyes. My father says not many people in Korea have the same hair and eye color as me.
And that I should see it as a gift from god.
I see it as another way to point out how different I am.
"Did we tell you we're staying with a family friend until we find our own place?" My mom had asked, turning around in the seat of the rental car.
I slightly raised my eyebrows.
She knew she didn't tell me, I shook my head as a sign of no.
"Well they have a son about a year older than you."
Great. Just great.
Did I mention I'm terrible at talking to guys...and just people in general?
Well I am.
Very very terrible at talking to other people besides my mom and dad.
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After what seemed like forever, we finally made it to a small house. How was their family AND mine supposed to live here?
"Um, don't you think it's a little to small?" I asked them. They never replied.
That was a sign.
Obviously they knew about how small it was. How wonderful.
We walked up to knock on their white door. A man and a women appeared at the entrance, along with a very handsome boy that looked near my age.
I think?
The man pulled my father into a tight hug, shaking him a bit. The women did the same with my mother.
"Ah Mingyung, nice to see you again," he exclaimed with a bright smile.
His gaze went to me. He looked even more excited then before.
The man reached his hand out to me, a large smile plastered on his face. Two hands had been placed on my shoulders, my mom began to rub them. She could tell I was nervous. I slowly reached over and shook his hand.
I also bowed politely.
I may not have grown up in Korea but since my dad is Korean. I had grown up and lived how people in the Korean culture have.
"This is our son Joshua," the lady finally spoke.
Joshua looks near my age, I mean I could be wrong. But he doesn't look older than 18. He definitely wasn't bad looking, his lips looked perfect. Along with everything else.
He was wearing a blue button up shirt, blue jeans and black socks.
I mostly looked at his outfit, that was until I realized he had caught me staring at him. Then realized he was starting at me also. My face suddenly went from my natural skin color, to bright red.
I could feel how hot my face was now, I was burning up with red.
Joshua noticed, I only knew because a small attractive smirk was on his face.
As we started walking into their small little house. I felt like someone was looking at me.
I quickly looked over my right shoulder, the only person looking at me was him.
It was Joshua.
His eyes shamelessly looked over me. Which only made me blush even more.
Since when has a guy that hot looked me like he was undressing me with his eyes?
I placed my hands on the hem of my skirt, slightly pulling on it. Trying to make it go down, so my thighs would be half covered.
"Okay, this is the room you'll be staying in Soonyung. You will have to share with Joshua since your parents need their own room."
They must be kidding right?
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About an hour has passed and I'm awkwardly sitting on a bed in Joshua's room.
His room had two twin beds, both placed a far enough distance from each other. A desk at the far end of his side of the room with a rolling chair and a laptop placed on the center of the desk.
Many posters on the wall.
It was clean but dirty. Cups lined the window seal. Nothing on the floor.
The door swung open, Joshua walking in them closing it.
Not going to lie, I was definitely nervous. I've never been alone with a male before. None other than my father. And definitely nervous because of what happened earlier with the whole looking at each other up and down.
I darted my eyes to my hands that were playing with my skirt.
Suddenly I could feel the bed sinking besides me, along with me heart.
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The end of April || JOSHUA HONG ||ON HOLD
FanfictionSoonyung and her family moved to Korea and until they find their own house, their staying with her dads old friend. She soon meets a boy named Joshua Hong who just so happens to be in a kpop group called SEVENTEEN. Not long after, their feelings s...