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At breakfast we were talking about this house. About how my father so rich is.


"This house belonged to your grandfather who lived here in Korea."


Wow... I have a rich grandpa. 


"Your grandma died and father went with me to Tokyo for work. He died too and left me alone. I lived in Tokyo with your mom, because she was working in Japan. Now someone called me to work in Bussan and I accepted his application. So, we're now living here for the rest of our life. Is it okay?"


"It's fantastic! I love this house." 


I was smiling with the biggest grin of the world. 


"I'll do my best to be happy here..." 


Hiro wasn't pleased at all. He's really going to miss his friends...


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"Father, we're going to be late!" 


I took my school bag and stood next to the door with Hiro. My father was speaking in the phone. Probably to lend a car. He opened the door and there was a man waiting for us. He took my and Hiro's bag and put them in the trunk.

The school wasn't far. 

The building was white. The chauffeur guided us to the reception. We said our name and she gave us a paper to fill in: name, age and size. 


"Yes, we need your size for the uniforms." 


She saw me, I turned my face weirdly.

We gave her the papers and she said where we have to go. I went to the third floor and Hiro the second floor.


 "Please welcome your new student. Will you present yourself?" 


The teacher looked very kind. I was staring to my class.


"Hi everyone, I'm Nouriko, but you can call me Nouri. I hope it's going to be a fantastic year!" 


I did a reverence and smiled back to a girl that was laughing with a cute smile.  

The teacher said that I must sit behind that girl that was smiling. She immediately turned around. 


"Hello, Nouri? I love your hair. Please, don't say 'Ow your hair is also nice', because when I give you a compliment, you shouldn't give it back, because I know everything about myself."


 She saw the teacher looking at her. 


"Oh, sorry..." she answered as she turned her gaze back to the window.


"Okay. miss Haseul, are you done? Can we begin with my lesson?"


Haseul, beautiful name.


My first lesson was about Korean history. Pff, I hate history... 


It was lunch time. I took my rilakkuma box and the rest bought a menu. There was a lot: kimchi, rice, potatoes...


"Where did you have that from?" Haseul pointed to my box. 


"Ow, this? It's from Japan. My mother bought it for me."


"Wait, you lived in Japan?" 


"Yeah, but that's another story." I tried to change the subject. 


"Do you have a sister? Or brother? I have one brother. He's fifteen. He's very shy. But he's still my lovely person of the world. He is so soft!"


"I have one sister and a older brother. Sixteen and twenty-four old." Haseul replied.


Haseul and I became very close. She is fan-tas-tic! She loves Big Bang just like me! But our personalities are quite different. She can have a hundred boyfriends in a year because of her beauty, shyness and viciousness at the same time.


After school I called mom and asked if we can go to the park. She agreed.


 "Oh yeah! It's a good idea! But don't be late for dinner!" Mom said. 


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Hi loves,

A new update!! I updated this chapter, because in the weekend I'll be quite busy... So, if I do not reply on your lovely messages or comments, don't hate me please. I'll certainly answer all your questions as soon as possible^^

Fia, I hope there aren't big mistakes?

And here is Haseul ;)

So, if you liked it, don't forget to comment and vote.

Love, 

Bora

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