"So what do you want us to talk about?" I asked while absently stirring my coffee.

"Look, Miweon-ah....I think we have to break up." Dongwoon said.

  I startled and spilled the coffee on me.

"Crap..." I muttered while trying to clean the brown spots from my white trousers.

"Are you okay?" My boyfriend, or should I say ex, asked.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. What did you say again?"

"We have to break up."

   How straight-forward!

"But, oppa, why? What's wrong?" I asked him confused.

"The problem isn't really in you, Miweon."

   I raised my eyebrow. Really?

"Well...if I have to be honest - the problem is in you. You're wonderful, but you have a few habits that keep worrying me. In the begining I thought you're going to change and get rid of them but..."

   I let out a sigh. That was exactly the seventh boy who told me this. The bad thing was that I really, REALLY liked Dongwoon. I was hoping that at least he wasn't going to dump me the same way the others did.

"If that's what you want..'' I said.

   He grabbed my hand and smiled warmly.

"You'll be fine, I'm sure! I hope you meet some guy who wouldn't mind your manners or your habits, or..."

"Okay I got it!"

   Dongwoon smiled again and stood up from his place, leaving me alone in the coffee shop. I stared at his back while he was going out on the street. I was going to miss that back...

  I looked at my ruined clothes again. That was even more depressing. That had to be the worst day of my life. My phone started ringing and pulled me out of my thoughts. I picked up.

"Hello, aunt.."

"Hey, sweety! How are you?"

"I'm okay..."

"You're not. Did someone dump you again?"

"Aunt!"

"Sorry, sorry....but it's true, right?"

   My aunt, Gina Choi, was the one who was always trying to be on my side. Unfortunately she always ended up with some sort of a humiliating comment about me, without even realizing it. Besides that, she was really kind and concerned for me.

"Since you're now single again, do you want to come and visit me?" She asked.

"I'm not going back to this place again."

"Noo, not to THAT place. We're not going there. What do you think of the guest house in Busan?"

"You mean the brothel?"

"Ya! It's not a brothel, you know I wouldn't get involved in something nasty like this."

   I thought for a second. Maybe it wasn't a bad idea. There were some handsome boys there. They had to be kind, otherwise no one would like them. That was good.

"Okay, aunt. I'm coming. But when?"

"Tomorrow. Pack up your stuff and come. I'll be there, waiting for you!"

"But isn't that a little too soon?"

"No! You're coming! I will send you the adress, give it to the taxi driver. See you tomorrow!"

"But, aunt.."

   She hung up. I stood up from my place. But then I sat back down when I remembered that Dongwoon didn't even pay the bill. What a douche... He dumped me and didn't even pay.

   I went out of the coffee shop, cursing my existence.