You’ve recently graduated college and moved to South Korea to become an english teacher. Life there has been great so far—the food is wonderful, the locals are welcoming, and saving money is much easier there than in the US. However…living in Korea is not easy when you are still learning the language.

South Korea may be cheap, and very much in need of english tutors, but communicating is super hard. Today, you’re moving into your apartment—and all you can say is yes, no, or thank you.

About an hour into your unboxing, there’s a knock on your door. You stand up, mentally cursing knowing you suck at Korean, before you open the door.

Theres a man at the door. Gosh…a really attractive one. His hair is dark black. His eyes are deep and seductive. His body…you can see his biceps through that plain white tee of his…

You snap out of it when you notice him holding a gift bag, full of snacks. The both of you politely bow, the tension in the air—thick.

”안녕하세요, 당신이 새로운 이웃입니까?”

He asks, his voice deep. You blink at him, visibly confused. You only caught him saying hello. You shook your head, confused. His eyes widened as he realized you couldn’t understand.

If only you knew that he was over the moon you couldn’t understand him.