"So you're telling me you've spent more than half of our fortune doing what? GAMBLING?!"

Kris' mom yelled at his father who was facing both of them with a cold expression on his face.

"Mom please,...just st-"

"How can I just stop Kris? What are we going to do after this? Because of your father, our lives are ruined! and so is your career! So tell me? How can I just stop?!"

"I did it because I thought it'd double what we had!" Kris' dad backfired at his mom.

"WHY? weren't you contented with what we had?"

"I had a lot of debts to pay, okay? What we had was not enough!"

"Then why didn't you pay them earlier? Why did you let it pile up like this? Where did ALL of your money go?!"

"............."

"ANSWER ME!"

"MOM! We'll find a way! Just...please stop. Stop this, for my sake..." Kris said weakly. I don't like it, seeing you like this, so please stop.

"Why......why  won't you you answer me?" Kris' mom broke down into cries and sobs. Kris was speechless actually. All he could do was comfort his mom.

Kris shook those horrid thoughts out of his head. Not now Kris...okay? He shifted his attention to his surroundings. He kept his eyes glued to the window of the taxi cab. 

Korea's not really bad at all...

He admired the sophisticated structure of the buildings. How each one complemented the rest of the buildings. How those structures almost reached the clouds. Everything just seemed flawless and elegant. At one point he even thought that Korea was almost better than Canada, almost. 

"Sir, we're almost there." The taxi driver informed Kris.

"Oh, okay" Kris gave him a weak smile.

After nearly 10 minutes, they were in front of the gates of Exotic dormitories. Kris marvelled at the sight before him. "Is this really a dormitory?"

The gates of the dormitory was tall and wide. It was black with a touch of gold lining, giving the feel of elegance. Behind the gates, you could see the actual dormitory.

"Haha, yes son, it is. It's pretty classy isn't it"

"Yeah it is, can I even afford to live here?"

"You're really a funny one huh? of course you can, now go, it's getting really late."

"Oh yeah right, thanks a lot." Kris went out of the taxi cab and took his luggages out of the trunk. When he was finished, he took a good amount of money and handed it to the taxi driver. But before he could give the money, the driver stopped him.

"What is it? Is the money not enough?"

The driver simply shook his head and bowed at Kris, then went straight to his taxi cab.

"You're not letting me pay" Kris questioned the other. "But......"

The driver simply laughed. "Consider this the start of a lucky beginning, I hope the next time I see you, you won't be telling me that going here was because of bad luck, take care son." With that, the taxi driver left.

Kris just bowed at what he heard. He bowed hard. He never expected that to happen. It was really nice of the driver to do that to a complete stranger like him.

~*~

"Sir you're really lucky. We happened to have a single occupant in room 13, and he's chinese too."

13? isn't that supposed to be an unlucky number...

"Umm, yes, that'll do thanks. Now that I've paid and all, and now that you've made the preparations, can you show me the way to my room?"

"Oh yes Sir, here please follow me." the lady gestured at him.

As they proceeded to the building, Kris couldn't help but stare at the sight unfolding before him. He wanted to appreciate the surroundings more, but it was already dark, and he thought that he would be able to appreciate it more in the morning. 

"Sir, Wu Fan right?" 

"Yes, but I'd like it if you'd call me Kris instead." He didn't like the idea of other people calling him "Wu Fan",only close acquaintances can.

"Oh right sorry, Sir Kris, Room 13 is just up ahead. Make a left turn after you've finished going up the stairs. Oh, and I'll get someone to get your bags in your room for you."

"No thanks, I can get them up myself, if you'll excuse me, I'll be going to my room now."

"Okay then Sir, please tell us if you have any concerns, I hope you'll enjoy your stay here at Exotic dormitory."

Kris just smiled and proceeded to room 13.

After his arrival in Korea, all the things that happened to him were really to his benefit. The taxi cab driver who happened to understand Mandarin, not letting him pay, and now the only available room in the dormitory, waiting for him. Not to mention the guy staying there just happened to be Chinese. "I can't believe my luck. I guess I can really have a good start here in Korea." Kris was really grateful for his luck, but then he remembered his room number. "13..." Maybe this is a sign,...that my bad luck didn't end at all....that I just got really really lucky...just a few more steps....damn I'm nervous.

Finally, Kris was in front of his room. He hesitated to knock at first, but he decided to get it over with. With three light knocks, he waited for the door to open.

"............."

"What? No one's gonna open the door?" Kris asked himself. "Did the lady give me the wrong room number?"

With 3 more knocks, more powerful this time, he then again waited for a reply.

"............."

Kris checked his watch and found out that it was only 8:30 pm.

"Who the hell goes to sleep at 8:30 pm?" Kris said obviously annoyed.

So my bad luck's continuing huh? ......He's really testing my patience. With that Kris knocked again. He's probably banging the door, not knocking.

"Hey! Open up! I can't wait forever you know?"

Kris continued knocking. Not even giving a damn if he's already disturbing the people staying in that floor.

"HEY! OPEN U-"

Just then, the door opened revealing a young man near his age. A handsome young man that is.

"Sorry! I fell asleep! I didn't realize someone would be knocking at this time." The young man said as he scratched tha back of his head while giving a smile that revealed his dimple.

Kris examined the features of this young man. The other's hair was a mess, but it actually looked good oh him. His hair was dark brown, which suited him. His eyes, eyes that would get you lost in them if you stare long enough, his nose that perfectly fitted his face, his lips, especially his smile. Even his dimple. All in all, he is an attractive young man. 

To the other's perpective though, it would seem that he was judging him. 

"Is everything okay? I'm really sorry about earlier."

There he goes giving me that smile again. I don't like it. I definitely don't like it.

From that point on, Kris decided that he was not going to like this person at all. Not one bit.