The corners of his lips ascended. "Thank you! But enough about me. Tell me about yourself. What's changed since we last saw each other? Did you meet anyone special in America?"

"Ah, yes!" you practically screamed. "I met Andrew Garfield at a restaurant once. And I saw Jodie Foster at a mall. It was pretty exciting! I never imagined I'd be able to bump into such talented actors."

He began to laugh hysterically. "Is that so?" he asked between breaths.

You wondered why he was laughing so hard. He seemed like he was about to pass out. It took you a minute to realize that he was asking if you had a boyfriend. You immediately buried your face in your hands. "Oh, God. I get what you meant now. Well, I guess it's pretty clear that I don't have one."

Yonghwa stopped laughing and turned in your direction. "Why would it be clear?"

Maybe because I'm a goddamn bowl of awkward? Maybe because I want to ask you out so bad, but since I'm a gigantic loser I know you won't feel the same way?

"I don't know-- I mean... I don't know." You were at a loss for words.

The driver took a deep breath. "Listen, I was gonna wait till we got to the restaurant to tell you this but I guess now would be a good time to confess. There's a reason why I asked you to breakfast this morning. I really need an answer for something."

Was this it? Was he going to let you know how much he can't stop thinking about you the way you can't stop thin