Breakfast went smoothly, everyone enjoyed the North American (that's what we settled for) breakfast and Kelly turned out to be an amazing chef.

"Is there anything you can't do?" I asked her.

"Hmm..." she thought about it. "I can never seem to sing, it's all too difficult for me." She winked.

We cleared the table and got dressed. I wore a simple pink long sleeved button-up with a thin black belt around it's waist and black leggings. Soon enough, Junghwa-oppa rang the doorbell for the second time in less than 24 hours. His eyes looked tired but they still twinkled as he smiled.

"Good morning." he said. "Are you ready?"

I nodded and turned to my friends. "It was awesome to spend some time with you guys! Let's do it again soon!"

We had a group hug and they all kissed my cheeks and I giggled and Kelly leaned in and whispered, "Let's save her for him." They all laughed and I turned into a tomato.

Junghwa-oppa picked up my bags and I followed him out and waved goodbye. "Tell Mi Sun I said goodbye, too!" I told Hooyoung. Mi Sun wasn't home when we woke up, or I would've done it on my own.

"Will do!"

Oppa brought me to my fathers house and somehow, lunchtime had crept up on us. He went into the kitchen to whip something up and I went to my room to pack my new things into my suitcase. I was about to declare myself finished when something on my bedside table caught my eye. It was my bracelet. I slipped it into the front pocket of my suitcase.

When I was done I stepped out to just be slapped in the face by the scent of delicious lunch. I poked my head into the kitchen.

"Ooh what's this?" I asked, closing my eyes and letting my nose lead me. I opened them into a bowl of chapaguri. "Omo!"

"Sorry... Your father didn't have much I could work with, so this was all