Nanon, the son of the richest clan in Oregon had been living his life in the past for 17 years. Patiently waiting for that little boy who captured his heart. When he felt like destiny wasn't in his favor anymore, he finally gave up waiting until tha...
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ＮＡＮＯＮ [almost 4 Years Old]
"Hey kiddo, can you stay here for a while? I'll just go inside to talk with someone," Dad says with a slight pat on the head. Knowing my Dad, it will be all about business because that is something that he has been doing for the past years.
In my young mind, I can already tell that it is I who will be the next in line to continue the legacy of our clan. But for now, I am more focused on the lovely flowers in front of me making me hunch forward to smelling the sweet scent that it spreads. A small finger pokes my tiny back making my head whirl in the direction and comes face-to-face with a cutekid.
"Hi?" With that, I stand up and compare our heights right away. He's taller than I am.
"여보세요," the kid bows down. (Hello.)
"Annyeo-what?" I ask and the kid looks at me with a confused expression.
"새로 온 학생 이니?" It is high-pitched, I think that he's asking something but I don't know what. (Are you a new student?)
"당신은 꽃을 좋아합니까?" He points at the flowers and I just shake my head because, at this point, I'm already very much puzzled. I don't understand him. (Do you like flowers?)
"괜찮아?" Where's my Dad? And why is this kid even talking to me? (Are you okay?)
"당신은 나를 이해합니까?" He leans closer making me back away a little, feeling a slight awkwardness inside of me. (Do you understand me?)
"English only," finally, I find my voice amidst the growing tension and confusion. "English only please," I wave both hands in front of my face as a means of saying no.
The kid, understanding the situation, reaches out for my hand but I felt a little threatened by the sudden gesture - and swats his hand lightly. He is shocked at first but instead of getting mad for what I did to him a little earlier, he crosses his arm on his chest with his lips jutted out.
Finding the gesture amusing, I snicker a little making the kid look more relaxed and before I can even realize the situation - I am already taking delight in his curiosity about my existence. And to top all of that, the kid's cheeks are round and fluffy and he looks more like a chipmunk with those making me laugh even more.
Highly absurd and troubling, the small hands that are once gripping his pants softly land on either side of my face, and something funny is coursing inside of me. There is like a burning feeling but I don't dislike it, rather, I find it infatuating. Overwhelmed by the emotion inside of me, I place my own hands on top of his and he offers me a smile.
Just when I am enjoying it, an elder lady sees us together and ruffles the kid's hair making him tuck his hands back on his side. And me, being a tad sad from the disconnection and just looking intently at his hands.
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