Moving to South Korea was a blessing and a cruse. The cities and views are to die for but the school you go to…it’s a lot.

“Hey shorty, how’s it going?” Keyom asks as he slides his arm on your shoulders. “Bro..get your arm off her.” Juwoh retorts giving Keyom a glare. You continue walking forward as they bicker behind you. Rechu comes out of nowhere and stops infront of you. “You free after school?” A small smile on his face.