"Hello, I'm a new student here? Yumi Eusebio?" I said nervously to a Korean woman, in her early 30s. She doesn't look very friendly. She looked at me pointedly and looked at from head to toe like I was some animal. Oh! That's right! She might not know English! Silly me!

"Annyeong haseyo~" my voice cracked. It seemed weird speaking Korean, "Yumi Eusebio imnida? saelo on hagsaeng ?" The woman looked at me again, her eyes narrowing even more. What the hell is her problem?!

"Dangsin-eun ajig hangug-eo buleo jyeoss-eul dangsin-eun hangug-eoleulboseyo. " she started to speak really fast to me in Korean. Hold on- Wait up ! I'm Filipino! I don't know much Korean! (A/N: she said: You look Korean. But you have broken korean)

"Sorry?" I squeaked feeling very, very, very, very, STUPID! Why did I move here when i hardly know much Korean?! Gosh I'm so so so stupid!

"You." she pointed at me, her accent really heavy, "Korean speaking- Bad. You Korean." It was like a baby freaking speaking it's first ever words!

"Eh?" I cocked my head to the side. "Me? Korean? No! I'm Filipino." she looked at me weirdly again. I sighed.

"Me is Filipino! You know- Massive heat wave- Philippines! Hot, rainy in March?!-" she still put on a dumbfounded face and I was losing my patience, "Look, I'm a new student here. I just moved here from the Philippines and-"

"Oh!" she suddenly blasted, "Foreign girl. Go to left door." I gave her a fake smile. Sheeshus! I thought Koreans were smart in English! I stomped my way to the door on my left and just walked in without even knocking. That woman surely peed me off! I came inside a very tidy and wide set room where a woman just in her 20s came looking at me strangely. What- They've never seen foreigner come to this school before?!

"Dangsin-i yejeol-eul galeuchyeodoeji anh-assnayo? " she snapped at me. ARGH! I'm going to lose my mind in this school if none of these teachers speak English! (A/N: Trans: Haven't you been taught manners to knock before you go in?)

"Sorry, but what?" I asked through gritted teeth.

"Oh you're the new girl from the Philippines." she started to smile. OH MY GWAD! HALLEJUAH!!!!! "Yumi Eusebio right?"

"Yes." I replied.

"Hmm... Are you sure you're Filipino?" she suddenly asked, looking straight at my face.

"Err... Yes. Want me to prove to you? Ako ay filipino, marunong akong magsalita ng filipino! Ako ay ipinanganak sa Pilipinas." I spoke in my mother language.

"Well you look Koreean." she muttered and then grabbed some texts books. AND MAN DO THEY LOOK LIKE BLOODY ENCYCLOPEDIAS!

"Well, I was adopted." I uttered. Yes, I was adopted and brought up as Filipino. I don't know who my real parents are and I really assume that they are Koreans as 1: I look Korean, 2: I seem to feel like I've known Korea and 3: I- well I don't know what number 3 is at the moment.

I haven't introduced myself to you READERS, I am Yumi Espinas, 15 yearsold and I don't have a clue of what to do in my life. All I know is that I moved here to Korea to get a better education. That's all you need to know. I am a very closed person.

"I don't have much to say to you but I hope you settle yourself in this school and get one well. I will get a student that is in the same classes as you to escourt you around." she said, "I'm Miss Shin Kayha-"

"Sorry but do other teachers speak English?" I rudely interrupted her.

"Well, your mum has just rang us this morning asking if someone could tutor you in Korean-"

"All I dare to ask is that if other teachers speak English? Miss." I said, trying to be polite as possible as damn these Koreans! Sooo polite! Bow to say sorry, bow to say thank you. And I once heard that you might get whipped for being so rude like what I am doing at the moment. Kekeke~

"A few teachers but as I said, you will get a proper tutor to teach you proper Korean." Miss Shin something replied back, trying to push my impoliteness away. Suddenly someone knocked on the door and a very, very and I mean A VERY LANKY guy came walking in, wearing specs.

"Seonsaeng ,, ." he said, his voive so soft and sweet for a tall guy like him to have. AND HE HAS AN ACCENT! He doesn't look Korean either! He looks more Chinesey.

"Ah, Yumi Espinas, meet Zhou Mi, he will be your around the school." Miss Shin said, "Zhou Mi, can you please take our new student around the school like now as it's break time?"

"Araso seongsaeng." the guy said and looked at me, smiling. Man he has some very long and pointy ish nose! He seemed very cute in my opinion but I just need him to loose those black specs of his. Miss Shin passed me my encyclopedia like text books and took us outside her office.

"Hope you have a very nice welcoming here in NeulParan." Miss Shin said to me and then turned to Zhou Mi, "Tā shì yīgè gùzhí de háizi yīdiǎn. Suǒyǐ, bùyào shīqù duì tā de nàixīn. " WHOA DID SHE JUST SPEAK CHINESE TO HIM?! SHE HAS SOME INTERNATIONAL TONGUE SKILLS THIS WOMAN! AND WHAT THE SHEESUS DID SHE SAY?! It better not be something about me! (A/N: Miss Shin said: She's a very stubborn child. So don't lose patience on her.)

The guy looked at me from head to toe. Okay, I am short and he towers over me!

"Don't look at me like that!" I snapped as he looked quite taken aback by my snappy comment. Man, I feel mean :S

"Well, I'm Zhou Mi if you didn't get what she said and I am Chinese. Nice to meet you." he held out his hand for me to shake but I just smiled at him forcedly. Man, he needs to sort out his English! So broken and such a heavy accent. Oh well.

"I think I'll just stick to calling you specs." I mumbled.

"Sorry, what was that?" he asked me quickly. I shook my head at him when suddenly the bell around the school rang so loud, it made me jump and make me drop all my text books on the floor. Gahhhh!!!

"Hey are you alright?" Specs quickly asked me but then I was surrounded by people walking around me, not taking a look that I was trying to get my books. I growled under my breath as I grabbed my Maths book, OH HELL NO! I HATE MATHS!- and felt Zhou Mi's hand on my shoulder. I shook it off. No one and I mean no one! Especially this guy touches me!

"Are you okay there?" he asked worriedly as I re-adjusted the books in my arms.

"Yes, I am alright." I snapped again.

"Man, Miss Shin is right. She is stubborn." I heard him mutter under his breath.

"If you are going to talk about me, say it in your language!" I hissed when suddenly my books were knocked out of my hands by someone who ran past me.

"HEY! ANO BA GINAGAWA MO?! HINDI MO BA AKO NAKITA?! OY! SINO KA?! PUMUNTA KA DITO!" I yelled. (A/N: Translation: Hey, what do you think you are doing?! Didn't you see me?! Oy! Who are you?! COME HERE!) That was a big mistake speaking in my language. I shouldn't had said anything because now, people are looking at me while specs here is just standing in the background.

"Yah! DONGHAE HYUNG!" someone yelled, "Ah Zhou Mi hyung!" I turned around and saw some guy with a pink pen in his hand. WHAT THE FASHIZZLE?! o_0

TBC...

Author's Note: Annyeong haseyo readers, hope you like this chapter :) Hope to get some comments and subscribers cause it will really motivate me so much <3 Salamat, gomawo, Merci, xie xie <3 ~Kimjongjia