Hello, my name is Kim Na Eun. I’m 18 years old, and I’m studying at Seoul University. My parents own one of the largest hotel chains in Asia, and I’m pretty much the cliche rich kid with the exception of two things: No one knows who I am when I’m out living my daily life. Why? I act like a normal person. I don’t put on airs, and it disgusts me when people do such things. I dress normally, light makeup, no brand name bags and clothes, just me. Secondly, my parents are loving and willing to let me do what I want to do with my life. They never held me back or against my will, but instead, pushed me to do things I couldn’t have even imagined. You could almost say, I live a double life.  I’m going to school to become a doctor, and I’ve just started my freshman year as a pre medical student. I love helping people, and that’s what I hope to do with my life. My parents, fortunetely are very supportive of my dream. They are quite young, and I have younger siblings. The one who takes interest in the company will inherit it, simple as that. If no one wishes to inherit, my parents have asked that I marry someone who can run it well after they are retired. I have no problem with this, because they are allowing me to practice medicine. Medicine is my first love.     I walked down the stairs of our mansion in a light pink skirt and white blouse with turquoise flats on. Hair curled neatly, and light makeup on, I grabbed my school bag at the foot of the stairs and set it on the dining room table. Even though we had cooks and maids, my parents made sure we weren’t dependent on them for everything. It was 7:00 AM and my first class, Chemistry 100 was at 8:00 AM. “Good Morning Na Eun-Ah!” My dad cheerfully grinned and set down the morning newspaper. I leaned down and pecked his cheek, “Good Morning Appa” and sat down next to him. “Good Morning Umma” I smiled as she walked into the dining room. “Good Morning Dear, you’re up bright and early.” she sat down on the other side of my father. “Yes! I wanted to get to school early so I could find a good seat.” I replied. The maid brought in a traditional American breakfast, complete with sausage, eggs, toast, and hashbrowns. I quickly ate, glancing at the clock, it was 7:15. “I need to go now!” I quickly grabbed my things and ran to the parkway where my car was waiting for me.    Driving through Seoul could be a nightmare in the morning, but luckily, the university wasn’t far from my house. I could walk some days if it was very good weather, but today was supposed to be extra warm, so I decided to drive. I refused to take the limo or have the driver drive me. That was only reserved for me when I needed to attend business matters on behalf