night in seoul was not as pretty as you'd think it was. kind of like the people that lived in it. night in seoul was not as warm as you'd think it was. it wasn't a sweet warm that radiated off of food vending carts and stands. no, night in seoul wasn't warm at all. it was an unbearably blistering cold that cut right through your clothes and left you shaking for warmth. night in seoul was different, yet the little pretty-eyed girl felt as if she had finally found somewhere that truly represented her. somewhere not pretty as it seemed. after all, night in seoul was not as pretty as you'd think it was.
