A giant tree with light green leafs, dark berries and branches big enough to carry me. The street that made its way through Jeju City marked the end of the little garden.
That was the first thing I saw when I looked out the window of my new bedroom.
A foreign smell mixed with the smell of grass filled my room when I opened the window. It was a beautiful view, but it had a bittersweet taste to it.
I wanted to be home and see the old swing set in my garden, feel the wind blowing on my skin, hear the familiar sound of my neighbor's dog Ollie barking.
Saying goodbye to my friends - even if it was for a year only - was heartbreaking, but I still felt guilty for being rude to my father, so I did it without complaining. The last two weeks had been emotionally draining and now that I finally had arrived in South Korea, I felt my feelings slowly setting down. All I felt was sadness and fear. Time seemed to have stopped working by its old rules. My last weeks home seemed to have passed too quickly and now I felt like time had stopped, like it was taking a break from going too fast the week before, making the days in Korea incredibly long.
It was only my second day there, but it felt like an eternity. Never ending anxiety.
The warmth of the sun tickled on my face. The first thing I liked about Jeju Island: The sunny weather.
"Sofia?"
I turned around to see that my father had entered the room.
"I just got an e-mail from your school. Of course it's unfortunate that you had to transfer in the middle of the year, but they said you can start next week!"
I took a deep breath. "What now?"
"Did you think you were going to stay in your room and stare at that tree for the rest of the year? You need to go to school!"
"But I thought of something like video classes with my fr-" "In the middle of the night? We're in a different time zone now, Sofia. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but you're going to school here."
"I don't even speak Korean!"
"It's an International school. They speak English there. We'll go shopping later, so please put on decent clothes. Look, I know that you don't want to be here, but you can at least take some clothes out of your carrier. You can't leave anyways, so my advice would be to make yourself feel like home."
And with that, he left the room, making me flinch when he closed the door a little too harsh.
I opened your carrier and took out my clothes - with my tears leaving dark spots on them.
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New Students // NCT Renjun
Romance《 Another thing I liked about South Korea? Huang Renjun. 》 I was shocked when me and my father had to move to South Korea because of my father's job. I didn't speak the language and I didn't know anyone there. I kept telling myself that, at least, i...
