Yoon Bora p.o.v

      It's been a year Kiseop oppa study abroad. I open my eyes. 

      Ireohge swibge ibyeorhal jul mollasseo... Nunmuri meomchuji anha... 

      My phone ringing. Where is it?

     "hello." I answerd it in half-awake.

     "are you still sleeping, Bora?" this voice. I look at the phone screen.

     "Kiseop oppa!"

     "nae. Waeyo?"

     "where are you?"

     "at your house."

     "WHAT?!"

     "yeah. I'm eating with your mother right now."

     "you're lied me, right?"

     "have I lied to you? No, right."

     "you wait there. I go down now."

     "okay."

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    I ran. 

    It's impossible. Kiseop oppa at UK now.

   "Oppa!" I smile.

   He look at me and smile at me too.

   "Why are you here? You should be in the UK." I sit infront of him. 

   "well. it's hard to live there for a long time. They speak in english and i don't understand every single word that they said" 

   "ahh.. so, where?"

  "what?"

   "where do you wanna study right now?"

  "ahh.. Kyunghee Universiti."

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