On the plane...

"Great," Jay groaned as he was slouching in the airplane seat, "A new school where we can get bullied just for doing nothing."

"You know that that was just because we were new," Wooyoung, his older brother explained, "And plus, those kids were jerks, but not to worry. We don't have to see them anymore."

"Hyung," Jay lifted up his sleeve and revealed a big blue bruise, "How can I forget that that guy almost broke my arm? If you hadn't stoppped me, I would have knocked him out."

"Money was that kid's insurance. He was from a rich family. We would get sued, and we don't have the money. Dad is working out all that business by himself back in the US," Wooyoung explained, looking out the window, "Hey look, there's the Han River. We're almost here."

Jay pushed his brother out of the way and peered outside. Buildings looked like legos and the Han River just looked like a giant puddle.

"Watch out Seoul," Jay muttered to himself, "'Cause here I come."