You walked through the streets, ducking your head and pulling up your jacket’s collar, trying to shelter from the rain.

You zigzagged between the puddles, while running towards the building standing in front of you.

Once you were inside you straightened up, and checked once again the piece of crumpled paper you had been holding the whole time in your hand, it was the right address, no doubt.

Climbing the stairs, you cleaned your glasses, wiping the drops away from them, and propped your beanie, you stopped once you were standing in front of a wooden door, your heartbeat increased, and you looked around nervously, almost expecting it to be some kind of joke.

You knocked the door and fixed the now wet bangs, that covered your forehead.

The door opened not too long after, a red-haired boy appearing on the threshold, you, too busy looking around, checking for any evidence of a joke, didn’t notice him.

-Yes?- the boy asked, a little annoyed.

You jumped on your spot, startled, and quickly turned around to face him. Your eyes opened wide behind your glasses, your brows almost touching the hem of your beanie.

*Oh crap, it wasn’t a joke* you thought.

You swallowed and spoke to the now clearly annoyed guy in front of you.

-Mmmmm, is…is Shin Dong Geun here??

His face showed surprise, perhaps because you referred to his Korean name.

-Why? And how did you get our address?- he asked, his eyes