We are two lonely people trying to find comfort, security, intimacy in each other.

 A native New Yorker relocates to Seoul. Being a young black woman in Korea wasn't all that she though it would be. Romance, academics, and clubs collide to transform her world. What will happen? Only time will tell as her journey progresses. The only things that's certain is that it's been out of her hands since she boarded that Korean Airlines flight.

Its no secret that lust is addictive.

You can feel yourself teetering on the edge. Are you just friends or something more? Will either of you be bold enough to push the boundaries? If so, a quiet Sunday afternoon might just be the perfect time.  A semi -love triangle between Rose, her boyfriend Chen and their friend Xiumin. 

A short story about love, freindship and the more unfortunate parts of life.       I wrote this story in my freshman year of H.S, so it may be a bit cliche. I just thought I'd post it to see how people felt. Comments are always welcome. Thanks!

What is love anyway? 

It was said that love between two members of a cluster could not be comprhended by the average human.  It was an emotion that surpassed euphoria or experiencing the neurological effects of the greatest amount of dopamine that a human brain an emit. The members who loved each other were like one individual sharing each others inner most feelngs and thoughts without any censoring. They were an exapmle of love in its purest and most consuming form or

  "I love you."