Mark, well, aka, my ex. We used to date, but well, we broke up 5 years ago. My mind is still cluttered with thoughts about him. And me, and mark, having a Korean stricken family, well, at least you had a stricken family, he didn't go by rules, he was a bad boy. But supposedly, i liked bad boys. Mark and i got along really well. Until things happened. We broke up after the incident, and we moved on. We broke up in college. And graduated, and moved to Seoul, south korea. While my family, lives in not to far away. But since then, we never saw eachother again.. I try texting him but she never figured out his number was changed. She misses him as much as he missed her. But as i walk through the crowded street of Seoul, something happens.. Read to figure out kpopers. It's all me and mark...