"So..." Kevin started slowly, watching as the male in Korean traditional clothing walked through his livingroom. The boy grabbed the remote to the television before turning towards Kevin in an awkward glace.
"Kevin you said was your name?" He paused as Kevin nodded. "What is this?" He held up the remote, moving it back and forth in front of him.
"Well Dongho...that's a remote." Kevin said, slightly amused. If Dongho was an actor, he surely was doing a great job at it. "You use it to turn on the television."
"What is a television?" Dongho asked again, his eyebrow quirking up in curiousity.
"Seriously? You don't know what a TV is?" it was Kevin's turn to ask a question. Dongho shook his head, giving the male in front of him a small pout.
"Are you saying, you really don't know who I am? And are you not believing me when i say I'm not from this acursed time?" Dongho asked the other, tossing the remote onto the couch before he manuvered his way around the small living room, looking carefully at every picture and nicnack that had found it's way there.
"I've never heard of the Korean Prince Shin Dong Ho, the name just isn't in my history books. I'm sorry. So yes, I'm saying I don't believe you." Kevin said, his eyes watching the younger's movements carefully.
"Well.."
"Kevin."
"Well Kevin, I'm telling you the truth. My name is Shin Dong Ho, and I came here to escape from my father. However, when I asked that old hag to send me away, I did not think she would be sending me to the future. So now, I will be making you my servant, and it will be your job to get me back to my time. Got it?" Dongho stated firmly, though he ended with a question, he wasn't asking. He was demanding. Kevin groaned as he looked at the younger. His life would never be returning to normal, and he knew it.