CRUSH; wang kunhang

第一集

new city;

  i hated moving. moving from one house to another, one city to another. as fun as it may sound, it's actually really tiring.

  after you finally get used to the new environment, you have to pack your bags and move to another place. it really sucks.

  "yingyue, the van is leaving soon, quickly get your remaining things and get going," my father called out. we were leaving hong kong today, and i dreaded this day for years.

  it's always when he gets a promotion, or when the cost of living is too high. now we're moving to korea, and soon we're probably gonna move somewhere else. "i have a feeling staying in korea will be permanent," dad said, full of confidence. 

  i rolled my eyes and smiled. as much as i hate moving, home is where me and my dad is, and as long as we are together, it feels like home.

  the rest of the van ride was silent, and before we knew it, we arrived at the airport.

  as we got our baggage checked in, i thought of what life would be like in seoul. Is it as crowded as hong kong? are there any nearby cafes where we lived? i let those thoughts drown me as we board the plane.

  i sighed as reality started to hit me. we really are moving. away from hong kong. i should be used to this by now, but hong kong was where i felt really happy. pass those crowded streets and city lights illuminating the roads. i shrugged off my anxiety and slept throughout the plane ride.

  "we're here."

  i opened my eyes to see my dad smiling and holding my backpack. i smiled and whispered, "korea. we really are here." my dad chuckled and passed me my bag as we headed to the customs.

  "let's go check out our apartment, and i think we can get some ramyeon for dinner. for now we should just settle in." i nodded after his phrase and we hopped onto a metro. 

  after a while, we headed up to our apartment. it was a small, but cozy apartment with just enough space for the both of us. there was a kitchen, a living room, two bedrooms and surprisingly, a balcony.

  after i decorated my room, i decided to head outside for a stroll in the park.

  "be back before dinner!" my father called out, as i closed the door.

  as i locked the door, i realised the person living next to our apartment was also heading out. he looked around my age, maybe slightly older. we both waited for the lift in an awkward silence. then the elevator door opened.

 should i go in first, or let him go? he didn't look korean, is he even from here? as i was questioning my existence, he stared at me. 

 i gulped and bowed, indicating that he should enter first. as he was walking in, he bowed back and said in a voice so quiet i could barely hear him, "thank you." then the awkward silence continued. 

  "i've never seen you around before, are you new here?" he asked out of the blue. i was a little startled at his sudden question. nevertheless, i replied. "ah, yes. today is my day in seoul first," i stammered. 

  he chuckled a little before saying, "today is my first day in seoul. your sentence structure is a little off. where do you come from?" my face heated up in embarrassment. "i come from guangzhou in china, but i lived in hong kong most of my life," i said, trying to avoid his eyes. his sparkling, shinning eyes. wait what am i saying? 

  he looked shocked. "hey, i come from macau, i moved a year ago!" he said in cantonese, smiling brightly. damn, his smile is blinding. i smiled and said back, in cantonese, "cool."

  the elevator doors opened to the ground floor and we both walked out. "well, i guess i'll see you next time, macau guy," i said holding up my hand for a shake. 

  he smiled and said, "hendery, or wong kunhang. i'll see you soon new neighbor," while accepting my hand and giving it a shake.

"river, or jiang yingyue."

  and we headed off to our desired locations.

btw yingyue in this story is not 音乐 , as in song, but actually 映月 which means reflection of the moon, and her surname means river. overall i just called her that because it is a really pretty name :)