“Oppa…” I stutter.

“Long time no see, Mor Ri,” he says as he embraces me, “long time no see.”

I release myself from his embrace.  “what are you doing here?” I ask him.

“I came to see you, of course,” he replies as he caresses my cheek.

“But, oppa, you don’t like America,” I say still in shock, “how did you get here?”

“Lee Lo hyung is actually really good at speaking English,” he says before giving off a small chuckle, “he is good at a lot of languages actually.  As long there is women who speak, there are languages he knows in order to speak to them.”

“Is he here?” I ask as I look around, “Is Haha oppa here too?”

“Ani-yo.  It’s just me,” he replies almost annoyed.  “Now, let’s go in.  It’s really cold outside.”

…

We go inside and we settle in the living room.  We sit there awkwardly. 

…

“Shall I make tea?” I ask as I get up to go to the kitchen.

As I put the water to heat up, I take a moment to stare at the back of Kim Hyun Joong as he sits waiting patiently for me. ‘How did he get here?’ I ask myself.  ‘I didn’t even know that he knew where I lived.  I’ve moved so many times.’  I finally make the tea and a quick thought rushes through my mind before I sit at the table.  ‘Where is this going to lead us?’