You thought your entire life you would stay in Korea, your life in Korea was normal and fun, since your friends and family spoke the same language and you could understand people in schools to.

One day your father got a new job offer all the way in America, your father wanted to move over to America so soon you, your mother and father flew all the way to America, it was hard the first time there tho, a different language and not that much Asians around.

Soon after moving in, you got transferred to a American High school, you were worried and since you barely knew any English, you begged your parents to be home schooled but they stood their ground, so you decided to let it go, but you had a pit in your stomach.

Today's was your first day at your school, your mother dropped you off at the gates of the school, you walked inside, you started walking to your class, some people realised you were the new student, some realised you were Korean.

You finally found your class after searching, you looked around the classroom shyly, loads of new people, in the room, soon you were snapped out of your thoughts, when the teacher asked you to introduce yourself, but you didn't fully understand so you just went over to sit down in a empty space, next to a tall boy.

The teacher shrugged it off and carried on with the English lesson, the boy beside you was a brown haired boy, who has a small lazy smirk on his face, his eyes roaming around you in a judgemental and curious way, the teacher started attendance and you soon learned the boys name, Bryce.

Byrce then grabbed a black pen and ripped piece of paper, he scribbled something on the paper before sliding it to you, you were confused but you read it, since you could understand it, it read 'So you came over here for the dogs?', you let out a gasp, you looked over at Bryce, Byrce just looked back at you, he then spoke up, in his deep yet smooth voice.

"I'm not wrong am I though?

a cocky smirk on his face as he said that to you with no regret.