He walked up the steps, key in his hand ready to open the door.

RING! RING! IT’S OMMA, ANSWER ME!

“Oh, omma,” He answered the phone, “Deh, I was just about to get in, I’ll call you later.” He hung up quickly slipping it back into his pocket before unlocking the door and pushing it to be greeted with the sound of screaming and evil laughter.

…

JiAe slowly opened her eyes yawning right after, she closed her eyes again laying there as the TV screamed with an evil laugh following. When all of the noise on the TV stopped, she heard the door shut startling her. She immediately sat up thinking that it was either Mrs. Kim and Xie or Mr. Kim and Lee ready to greet them, but instead, there stood a guy looking just as confused as her.

Embarrassed, JiAe looked away and tried fixing her hair while muttering to herself furiously, “Aish, pabo! Why didn’t you set an alarm to wake you up? I forgot that they were coming today. Omo! What time is it?” JiAe looked around for her cellphone while the guy stood at the front door still confused.

“Ah, mianhe, last night I couldn’t sleep so I stayed in the living room. I must have fallen asleep here,” JiAe smiled sheepishly as she bowed to him while looking for her phone. After she found it she turned it on checking the time, 12 pm. “Omo! I overslept.” Panicking, she quickly cleaned up the small mess she made and returned them to where they belonged. After running around and cleaning for the past five minutes, JiAe finally finished cleaning up her mess. She then turned off the TV before turning back to the random guy still standing at the door. “May I ask who you are?”

“I’m Kim MyungSoo,” he slowly answered looking at her and then around the place.

“Oh, MyungSoo-sshi, I’m Song JiAe. I’m going to be MeiXing and your translator for the time being,” JiAe walked up to him holding out her hand after she bowed. He slowly took her hand and shook it before asking, “How old are you?”

“Nineteen,” JiAe answered walking into the kitchen to do the dishes from that morning.

“Only nineteen?” MyungSoo asked in disbelief as he walked around the living room.

“Yeah, surprising? Didn’t your parents tell you about me at all?” JiAe asked confused as she placed the dishes onto the drying rack.

“Uh no, not yet, I mean we knew that we were going to have a translator, but we didn’t get any information about you at all,” he answered looking back to her.

“Well, I’m Song JiAe and nineteen years old, I’m obviously a female, and I will be living with you, your fiancé and her brother for now,” JiAe smiled politely before saying, “Anyways, if you don’t mind, I’m going to clean myself up now.” She bowed before running down the hallway, stopping to shout, “There are three rooms left! My room is the one at the very end of the hall!”

…

MyungSoo walked up the stairs after looking at the room on the first floor and observed the fancy room. Shaking his head, he walked out of it and poked his head into the last room.

“Meh, it’s okay,” he said observing the room. It wasn’t as fancy as the last room, but it was a bit better than the first, in his opinion.

…

After MyungSoo finished unpacking, he stayed in his room too occupied with the TV to finish exploring the rest of the house.

When JiAe finished taking her shower, she ate a bit then took her laptop with her to the rooftop to get some fresh air.

As the two of them occupied themselves with their own things, MeiXing quietly walked up the front steps pushing the key into the lock unlocking the door. Pushing the door with a sigh, she walked in and took in the silence. Taking her first suitcase with her, she looked at the first room finding that it wasn’t taken yet. Seeing that it wasn’t her taste, she decided to leave it for her brother and climbed up the stairs hearing voices come from one room. Ignoring it, she dragged her luggage behind her into the first bedroom she saw noticing that it also hadn’t been taken yet. Settling for it, she smiled in approval before placing her suitcase onto her new bed. She then went back outside to grab the rest of her luggage, sighing in relief when she finally finished bringing it all inside. While she unpacked her bags and organized everything, she put on some music loud enough just to her liking.

…

When JiAe felt that she had got enough fresh air, she retreated back inside. As she walked to her room, she noticed the music coming from the very first bedroom. Quickly, she placed her laptop back into her room and walked to the room wondering who it was that came, was it MeiXing or was it HyunWoo? Anxiously, she knocked on the door before walking in to see the back of a girl setting things on a drawer.

MeiXing turned around and looked at JiAe confused waiting for her to say something.

(Purple – Chinese)

“I’m JiAe, I’m going to be your translator,” JiAe introduced herself smiling politely.

“Oh, okay, I’m MeiXing,” MeiXing politely smiled back to her. “So when did you get here?”

“I got here yesterday,” JiAe replied watching MeiXing walk around her room. “Did you need any help unpacking?”

“No it’s okay, thanks for asking though,” MeiXing said as she placed her clothes into her closet. “So how old are you?”

“Nineteen.”

“Aren’t you a little young to be a translator then?” MeiXing looked up at JiAe who was standing awkwardly by the door. “You can come and sit on my bed you know; it’s not going to hurt anyone.”

“Oh about that,” JiAe laughed quietly as she sat down on the bed, “Your parent’s and MyungSoo’s parents came to me asking if I would become your translator.”

“They asked you?” MeiXing turned around to look at JiAe.

“Um, yeah,” she said nervously under MeiXing stare. “Is something wrong?”

“No, it’s just they never said anything about it after they told me they were going to hire a translator,” MeiXing shrugged going back to her work.

“Did you want me to….,” JiAe was interrupted by her phone ringing.

“Yeoboseyo? Ah, Mrs. Kim, oh deh eomoni, introduce? Deh, annyeong,” JiAe smiled hanging up. She was about to continue her sentence when her phone began ringing again. “Omma!” She excitedly squealed answering the phone. “Deh, I’m doing fine, oh, I called to say goodnight,” JiAe smiled happily as she spoke to her mom on the phone. “Right now? I’m talking to MeiXing, deh I already met him. I’ll call you later then omma. Tell appa I miss him!” JiAe cheerfully said before her mom hung up.

“Who was that? If you don’t mind me asking,” MeiXing asked after hearing her name.

“Oh no, it’s okay.” JiAe smiled before answering, “It was MyungSoo’s mother and then my mom.”

“Okay,” MeiXing nodded. “So MyungSoo is already here?”

“Yeah, did you already meet?”

“No,” MeiXing scrunched up her nose, “I haven’t even seen how he looks like.”

“Perfect!” JiAe said excitedly earning a confusing look from MeiXing. “As in perfect, because I’ll introduce you two right now.”

“Right now?” MeiXing asked nervously.

“Yeah, his mom asked me to just now. How about you wait in the living while I go get him,” JiAe suggested walking out the door.

“I guess,” MeiXing anxiously said walking downstairs to the living room.

…

“MyungSoo-sshi,” JiAe called out as she knocked on his door. After a minute of no response, JiAe slowly pushed the door open to find MyungSoo sleeping while he left the TV on. Carefully, JiAe walked in and tapped his shoulder trying to wake him. “MyungSoo-sshi, MeiXing is here.”

Rubbing his eyes, MyungSoo looked up and saw JiAe standing above him smiling a bit.

“Huh?” He asked sitting up on his bed.
“MeiXing is here, she’s waiting for us downstairs right now,” JiAe looked around noticing how he rearranged the room.

“She’s already here?” MyungSoo asked shocked. “Do I look okay? Is my hair okay?” He franticly patted down his hair smoothening out his shirt. “Should I change? What should I wear?”

“MyungSoo-sshi,” JiAe said amused, “come here; let me fix your hair for you.” He obeyed and walked to her letting her fix his hair. “And you’re dressed just fine, don’t sweat it,” JiAe laughed as she walked out of the room with MyungSoo following her.

…

MyungSoo sat there nervously looking around here and there while MeiXing sat on the other side staring at the floor with JiAe sitting in the middle.

“Well, I was told that you can understand Mandarin perfectly fine, am I right?” JiAe asked MyungSoo before starting the introductions.

“Yes.”

“Well, then I’m going to be speaking only Mandarin, is that okay?” JiAe checked with him.

“Yes.”

“Okay, MeiXing,” JiAe began making MeiXing look up meeting eyes with MyungSoo for a brief second. “I’m going to start,” she smiled reassuringly before beginning. Suddenly, she stood up startling both MyungSoo and MeiXing. “Kim MyungSoo, this is Xie MeiXing, MeiXing, this is MyungSoo, your future husband. Is there anything you would like to say to each other?”

“Alright not to offend you, but to be honest,” MeiXing immediately said, “I wasn’t looking forwards to having my husband found for me already and I’m not looking forwards to it now.”

“I wasn’t looking forwards to it either, but I’ll tell you this right now, I’m not going to give up on trying to improve our new relationship,” MyungSoo said staring straight at MeiXing.

“He’s wasn’t looking forwards to it either, but he’s saying right now to let you know that he’s not going to give up on trying to improve your new relationship.”

This time MeiXing stared at MyungSoo before saying, “Well here’s another thing, I don’t plan on marrying you at all.”

“I’m still going to try,” MyungSoo quietly said looking away.

“He’s still going to try,” JiAe translated suddenly feeling awkward. She had thought that it would go much smoother than this, that they would both go along with it and accept it that they’re getting married, but it seemed like MeiXing wasn’t going to give up.

“That’s all I have to say then,” MyungSoo said before excusing himself to leave.

“That’s all he has to say,” JiAe said watching MyungSoo leave disappearing behind the hallway wall.

“Well, that was dandy,” MeiXing sarcastically said sighing as she sat back into the couch.

“Don’t worry, it’ll get much better,” JiAe tried.

“No, it’s not. I really don’t want to go with this marriage at all. I’m still young and I want to find the one meant for me, not someone my parents thought would be good for me,” she frowned hugging a pillow.

“Um, well then, I honestly don’t know what to say then,” JiAe awkwardly said sitting down next to MeiXing.

RING! RING!

“Hello?” MeiXing picked up her phone immediately wanting to run away from the reality. “What? You’re not getting here until then? What did you do this time? You missed your flight? Alright, I’ll see you then. Did you tell mom and dad? Okay, bye,” MeiXing sighed deeply before smashing her face into the pillow groaning loudly. “Why?!”

“Is everything okay?” JiAe asked staring at her.

“JiAe,” MeiXing quickly said sitting back up, “let’s be good friends okay? We’re both girls living under the same roof, let’s get along.”

“Definitely,” JiAe smiled widely giving MeiXing some hope to her new life.

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