My parents had given me the ok to have Junhong over for the day.  No school for the day and no homework left to be done, so they didn’t see the harm of having my boyfriend over for the day while they were gone.  They had met him a few days ago, and everything just fell into place.  My parents weren’t worried that he would be one of the trouble makers that my other friends had dated.  They praised me for finding a boy that would be a right match for my personality.

            However, the thing with Junhong, was that he wasn’t like the other guys.  He was tall, like REALLY tall.  He stood at a height of 6 foot 3 inches, and with me being about average height for a girl at the age of 17, I feel like an ant next to him.  However, it wasn’t just his height that made him different; he was also in a popular group with the stage name Zelo.  I would slip from time to time and call him by his stage name; he would laugh and play it off like nothing had happened.  Every time that I slipped I would blush and look away from him, and he would kiss my cheek and tell me that it didn’t matter what name I used, just as long as I was happy being with him.