Kim Taehyung the Alien
A Foreigner in Danger13 hours later, we had finally reached the other side of the world.
Annyeongaseyo, we hope you enjoyed your flight with Korean Air.
We have landed at Incheon International Airport, have a nice stay.
"Did my sweetheart sleep well?" Dad asked in his soothing voice and ran his fingers through my hair.
I nodded, rubbed my eyes and rested my head on is shoulder.
I couldn't see outside because it was dark and raining.
Great, amazing welcome Daehanmingug.
Ping. Kamsahampnida!
Everyone jumped out of their seats and made to grab their luggage.
The flight was smooth and the air stewards were very friendly, excluding the fact that I couldn't keep any food down for the first 3 hours.
I had such bad plane sickness all of a sudden. I had travelled on a lot of planes with Dad and because it's never happened, we didn't even come prepared with any sickness tablets.
There were more British people than Koreans in business class which was surprising.
I expected it to be filled with Asians, but the business potential has probably grown.
I need to stop thinking negative.
It was my first time since I was a child visiting Korea and I don't remember much.
Well, by much, I mean a blur.
I sometimes have dreams of what seems to be me as a child in Daegu, but when I wake up, I forget the dream.
If I did remember, it was all too scattered to form a rough idea of what my childhood memories were really like.
Occassionally I speak to Dad's family on Skype and they send me presents on my birthday and money for new years but thats about it.
I guess that would all change now.
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Ahhh school time, I thought to myself.
Beeeep, beeep! Beeeeeeeep! Beeeep!
"Watch where you're going!"
But why was there so much traffic out and why was it so hot?
Oh yeah.
I wasn't in London.
I had woken up to a normal, sunny day in Daegu.
I don't remember much of the train journey from the airport to here and I'm guessing Dad didn't wake me up because I was still in the same clothes.
Yuck.
I stretched really loudly, my body felt so tight and crunched up after the long flight.
I checked my phone and it had changed to Korean settings.
Omo! It was 6pm on a Thursday already? I could've sworn it was a Tuesday yesterday. Time flies in Korea!
I got up to go to the bathroom and then I realised I wasn't exactly sure where it was.
"Appppaaaaa" I called walking around what I'm guessing was a Korean studio apartment.
"Apppppppppaaaaa, where are youuuu?"
It was fancy and I liked it.
I found the bathroom and damn it was huge.
It had a small room coming out of it with fresh towels and a clothes rack with a massive vanity mirror.
Nice, very nice.
I felt sticky so I showered and brushed my teeth, glad that there were toiletries and bathrooms like the ones in London.
Imagine weeing in a pit? Haha no thank you. Well that's what I assumed Daegu would be like, I was wrong.
The water was just the right temperature. Well, after I managed to figure out its settings.
I was hopping around for a good five minutes with sometimes extremely cold water pouring down or extremely hot water burning me.
But when I balanced it and used the new bar of lavender soap, I felt as fresh as a butterfly.
I dried myself off, got into the clothes that Dad had neatly laid out for me and I burst out laughing.
IT WAS A HANBOK.
"Wow Dad, you outdid yourself with this one. I look like a pink marshmallow!"
I laughed out loud.
Just then, a deep, unfamiliar voice scared the soul out of my body, "Yes, I could eat you."
I turned around faster than you could say what the hell.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!"
I screamed louder than I thought.
It was a boy.
Well of course it was a boy, but I had just woken up, who was this random guy?
Wait- WHY was there a random guy here?
"Are you deaf, who the are you and how did you get in here?!"
I couldn't collect my thoughts but I stared as hard as he was staring at me.
He widened his eyes and went red very briefly before putting on a stern expression.
He was wearing a black hoodie and his hair was ruffled, as though he just woke up. His hair was orange.
Wow. What a freak.
"It should be me asking you the same thing" I couldn't believe what this guy was saying.
"Excuse me? This is my Dad's place and I came here last night, -actually why am I explaining myself? Tell me who you are!"
I shouted at him like an army officer.
He stared at me for what seemed like ages, making me feel very uncomfortable.
He spoke in a low, deep voice, yet it sent shivers down my spine.
"Don't you dare EVER speak to me like that again. I don't care if you are a girl, I will hurt you and you will not like it."
He clenched his fists and it was pretty frightening even for me, who had seen a lot of people get angry.
There was a long silence and I realised we were standing so close that I could smell his cologne and feel his warm breath.
His scent was strong, yet sweet.
I quickly stumbled back, tri
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