Ok I know it has been a long ass time but I have just a few notes before this chapter starts. As Eren will be living in Korea I will change the text style for the language being spoken and there will be a small key at the beginning of each chapter. The main language of the chapter will be normal text and the main side language will be bold. What language is bold will change based on the location and the POV, so I highly suggest reading the key at the beginning of the chapter. :)
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Erens POV
Telling Levi that we weren't going to be working together as we originally planned was harder than expected, when we first met we traded phone numbers and have kept in touch ever since. I find that in my free time my fingers are creeping towards my phone so that I can call the male or send him a stupid meme. He was upset as we had begun to consider each other friends in the half-year that we have known each other. But he quickly understood, with a little persuasion, that this was my best opportunity.
Even though we won't be working together I have made sure to section out a little time in my day to give him a call and make sure he's working hard. He always asks how my dance lessons are going or how far I am into learning Korean. I find that he is a very good company despite us not having any time to meet up and talk properly.
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But telling my friends that I was moving across the world and dropping out of school was surprisingly easy. They never called me anymore or even bothered to ask how my training was going, over the last few months they had seemingly forgotten I existed. And once I had told them they barely reacted, wishing me luck and saying goodbye.
And now I sit at our familiar kitchen table, my suitcases waiting at the doorway, thinking how I'm leaving everything behind, everyone I love, leaving behind my mother, my sister, and Levi. I sigh, tracing the patterns in the wood with a delicate touch. Once again I glance at the clock, seeing the minute hand tick closer to the time I leave for the airport, 10 more minutes. I sigh.
I turn my head, looking at the stairs as Mom and Mika come down. I stand. We walk to the front door grabbing my suitcases. In the car there is silence, I try to break it but my voice gets stuck in my throat. I look out the window, watching the airport slowly inch closer and closer.
We park the car, Mom helps me get my suitcases out of the trunk, we walk into the airport and begin the long process of getting me to my flight.
Once my Mother can go no further with me, she holds me tight crying softly into my hair, I cling to her like a child, whispering words of reassurance. "I'll be okay. You'll see me soon, I've worked so hard and I'll keep going, I am going to be okay!" With those last words we pull away, I hold my sister tight whispering the same words and giving her a smile and kiss on the forehead.
I board my plane with one last look back at them. Once my carry on is stuffed into one of the overhead compartments I sit in my seat, I was lucky enough to get a window seat. After a few minutes a businessman in a very stiff looking suit sits down next to me, he a Korean who was most likely in America for a business trip. He appears to be in his late 60s to early 70s, deep wrinkles mar what was once young skin and there are streaks of grey in his slicked-back hair. I nod in acknowledgment at him, he returns the gesture and pulls out a book. I soon follow in his steps grabbing a book by a famous Korean author that Maman bought me before I left. It's called 'The Vegetarian' by Han Kang.
After a few minutes, I feel a light tap on my shoulder, I look over at the businessman. 'A-are yo-ou en-joying t-the book?" He asks me in very broken English I smile at him. "Yes I am, Han Kang develops the character very well." The male's eyes nearly bug out of his head.
"You speak Korean?" I nod
"I do." He chuckles,
"You speak like a native, better than my son." I laugh.
"Thank you very much, sir, my name is Eren Jaeger." I bow as best I can in the small seat.
"Kim Joo Woon." He returns the bow as best he can.
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A few hours into the 11-hour flight a Korean woman with a trolley comes around with snacks and drinks. I grab banana milk and a bag of Green Grape Candy, both are fairly self-explanatory. I snack and continue reading my book.
Another couple of hours later I put down my book and decide that it's time for a nap.
I am woken up by Joo Woon lightly shaking me, "We're stopping China for an hour I figured you would want to stretch your legs." I smile at him.
"Thank you very much." I stand up and exit the plane with Joo Woon. The first place I go to is the bathroom, after relieving myself I go and walk around, staying close to my terminal to walk around and stretch my legs. After a few minutes, I spot a confused westerner looking around and frantically trying to ask someone for help. I walk over, "Excuse me do you need help?" He looks relieved.
"Oh thank god another English speaker, do you know where the terminal 23 is?" I frown slightly but smile as I see Joo Woon walking back.
"Give me one second, Joo Woon Hyung!" He looks over and walks towards me. "Do you know where terminal 23 is?"
"Oh, that's 5 down to the left from this one."
"Thank you, sir, see you back on the plane." He smiles at me ruffles my hair lightly before entering the terminal for our plane once more. I turn back to the foreigner.
"It's 5 down to the left from that one." I point to my terminal
"Thank you so much, were you speaking Chinese?"
"No Korean, I need to get on my flight, and I suggest you do too." He nods and jogs over to his flight.
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