-This story is written in hyorins pov which means it will be in first person so im terribly sorry if you dislike first person >.>-

-Also this is an introductory chapter c:-

I stare out the car window in amazement from all the tall looming buildings, as well as all the people commuting from place to place. "Completely different from home" I state quitely under my breath letting out a sigh.

"What was that hyo-jung?" my umma question looking at me through the mirror.

"Nothing umma just getting a feel for my surroundings." I lie, this move is everything to my umma she wouldn't stop talking about it for weeks going on about how much she's always wanted to go to the city since she was a little girl, interact with more types of people, finally stop having to get up super early to tend crops, and finally send me to a good school. Me on the other hand? I liked the country, the close knit families, the working up a sweat with the same people everyday, exploring the forests, and eing able to see my friends each and every day. But I don't have the heart to tell umma my true feelings and hey, why not give this new experience a try. 

"Oh hyo-jung, this is so exciting! Look at all the people, and the cute shops with decorations, im so happy we did this!" she beamed happily grinning the whole way to our new house. With all the money she's saved she was able to start us off in a nice house with a decent backyard, and two floors. we've never lived in such a house before. My whole world is now spinning into a new dimension.

-Afer a long car ride-

"*gasp* Hyo-jung, Hyo-jung! We're here!" she squealed. I've never heard my umma squeal so loudly before. "Oh gosh, it's just so beautiful" she gleamed at the house as she parked into the driveway and turned off the ignition.

"I must say, it really is a pretty house" I opened the car door and took everything in the sights, the smells, and the sounds. The house was pure white with an ombre of yellow towards the bottom matching the green grass perfectly and on the very top and very bottom where rows of flower designs. the walkway had daisies lined up in rows and the grass must have been mowed recently because it smelled recently chopped. I walked around to the back yard opening the gate that led into it and observed, it was pretty barren with a glass sliding door that led into the kitchen a picnic table a little bit aways from the door and two parallel trees at the very corners of the clean auburn fence. Although there wasn't much it was still breathtakingly beautiful I had to admit. "Still not home though" I muttered and entered through the glass door the kitchen had a nice size to it not to small not too large, enough space for what you'd need and enough space for a reasonable amount of people to move aro