It was early in the morning when the Choi’s parked their truck in the middle of the wide field, greeting their new house. the son of Mr. Choi sighed as he stretched his back, gazing his eyes around the wide field

“where should i put this box dad?”

san yelled out as his dad answered, pointing to the place he wanted san to drop the box at

as san puts down the box, his eyes met with a girl, with a basket in her hand, seemingly waving at him