Chapter 1 - Meeting
Fire and WaterQIANS POV
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There goes the bell. I groaned. Why did I have to study in Korea? I stared as every single person I saw flee to their respective rooms. I glanced at the paper that the principal's assistant gave to me. Room 3A. Where the heck is it?
I bumped into a not so hard surface. I had my head lowed so it recieved most of the impact. "Ouch!" I yelped then started cursing in Chinese. I looked up to saw a handsome man. His features were angelic and his eyebrows were bushy. "Mianhe." I mumbled in my shaky korean, acting as if I don't know the language very well. "Pabo." He scoffed then walked away.
Pabo! He called me a Pabo! I tried to remind myself what dad told me before I left the house.
"Qian, You must not, at all cost, let your classmates know that you can speak Korean fluently and could understand them even if they speak in a traditional way. You have to be discreet as to avoid kidnappers and such. Korea is different from China."
I repeated that on my brain over and over again, but it was to no avail. THE GUY CALLED ME A FOOL! Nobody, and I mean nobody calls Song Qian a fool! My face turned red and my temper rised.
"Yah! You snotty jerk! I'm not a fool." I continously said in english then I threw in some chinese words and very few hanguls to still keep my disguise. He turned to face me and walked towards my way in heavy footsteps. He leaned closer to me and stared. I could feel warmth creeping up my cheeks. He was a lot closer than he was supposed to. He rai
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