@Author's POV

A tall young guy walked down the street alone. He put both his hands inside his jeans' pockets as he blew some air.

It was Autumn in Vancouver.

The boy smiled a little.

Few months later, he will feel the warm air of Spring in South Korea. Yeah, his third home, after Canada and China.

"Yifan!" a middle-age lady yelled.

He turned his head as he saw a middle-aged lady brought a lot of grocceries in her pale arms.

"Let me help you, Auntie Wu."

The boy who calledㅡYifan help her.

"Aigo, I'm Korean. Don't call me Wu. It's your uncle who owned that name." she muttered, "You usually just call me Auntie Kim."

Yifan laughed a little.

"Are korean girls like auntie? I mean, don't they wanna be the Mrs. of their husband?" the 18 years old boy grinned.

"Ah, so you're interested at korean girls because you just finished filming for kpop's M/V, right?" The lady .

"Kris, you already all grown up." his aunt laughed then. "Oh, by the way Mr. Park invited us to his house tomorrow."

The boy who also called by Kris raised an eyebrow, "For what?" he asked as slowly they entered their own yard.

"His niece will be come. If I'm not mistaken, her name is Park Bom. She's Korean." the aunt giggled.

"Auntie, I told you, I'm not interested in any korean girls. I love the western one." Kris said under his breath.

"Oh, whatever. Just come there tomorrow."

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@Bom's POV

I walked slowly as I tried to find my uncle. But, it's looked like there's nowhere. I realized that people around me had their eyes on me.

Did I too catchy? Or what?

I sighed.

"Bommie!" my uncle shouted.

"Oh! Uncle Park!" I shrieked.

My uncle and my auntie walked towards me. When they reached me, I quickly