First Meeting

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Park y/n moved from busan and she lives in seoul now which was the most difficult thing for her. After living in orphanage for her whole life. She was finally an adult and she had to leave to start a new life.

She never knew the cause of her parent's death. She only heard from owners that her parents got killed in an accident. She moved to seoul because she wanted to get higher education. Because of her higher grades and good behaviour different institutes offered her scholarships and that's when she decided to get admission in one of the higher school of the country. She got Admission at I.C.O.S ( Intermediate college of seoul) and this was the new start of her life.

[Y/N'S POV]

After I moved to seoul. The first thing I noticed was the life...
People here seem so lively and it made my heart better. I was dropped here in the morning by one of the cab which was booked by my orphanage owners. It feels good here. A lady in late 40's dropped me in my room.
Welcome to the hostel life.
There is no difference between a hostel and in a orphanage life. Both are same.

I wanted to start new life on my own and this is the only opportunity for me to do it.
I already unpacked my belongings and placed them nicely like I did in my previous room in orphanage.

I had no one in my life to look after me. So it was only me who took care of me. Mom and dad died and i only heard from the people who were closed to them that they died in an accident.

After lunch, I took a good nap and the warden dropped my books in my room. Everything was provided by the college authority because i was on the scholarship.
Tomorrow will be my first day in this college and I'll start a new journey in this city.

I woke up early and got ready for the College. After breakfast, I also went out like other girls. The girls were piled up in a line. I decided to make new friends but they don't seem to be interested to become my friend but that's okay I'll make new friends in my class.

We all were at the bus stop and bus came in just five minutes. It was my first day in the college. I had giddy feeling in my stomach. Perhaps I'm excited..

The bus journey went good except from the loud voices and stares from other students. I never came out like this. My life was only stuck in orphanage and then in orphanage school, nothing new.
Bus stopped infront of the college and it was huge. The college was insane....

There were hundreds of students infront of the door. Some were coming out of their cars and others were coming out of the different busses of this college. I also took my bag and matched my steps with them. We entered inside. The playground was humongous. The students were excited i guess that's why they were running here and there. I was a fresher and some other students were also like me. This environment was really new for me....May be a new start of my life?

I saw the group of some girls walking before me. They were good looking but their makeup was piled up on their faces. They were wearing such short dresses that it made me to look at somewhere. The boys walking near them were whistling while those girls were just giving winks to them.

Well, that's something new for me....

I walked through the corridor and looked at the prospectus. The college was exactly same as it was shown on the prospectus. I looked at the directions then i finally found lockers. I found my locker number which was 705. The key was stuck out so i opened it and placed the things inside it and took my related books and not to forget i also took my pens with me. I locked it after and placed the key in my pocket.

I looked at the prospectus again it's better to help yourself instead of asking from others. First class was English. So i went there. That was easy to find it because every direction was written on the walls. It's the start of the year so i guess everyone is new here. The students compiled up once again and they were going to their classes. Some were looked dull and some were excited as me. Ofc why not? That was my first time experiencing it.

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