When Kim Namjoon came to Korea with nothing but a few dollars left and his own luggage to start a new life, he did not expect to be slapped in the face and forced to sleep on someone else's bed with the same woman who only talks in gyeongsando dialect according to the last tenant next door.

Luckily they both understand body language, very well. 

"You man !" I shouted as I threw him one of my slick black pumps.

"To hell with what you are babbling about, but daamn woman, you look and sound hot with that accent of yours." I said after dodging her attack and threw in a whistle as I took in her after shower attire.