You're on vacation in South Korea. And what better way to enjoy your free time than to sneak your way into a luxurious elite club and get some free drinks from handsome men?

You're sitting at a large table with a few of them actually, some caressing girl's thighs as they listen to your stories about Europe. You're not sure if those girls are girlfriends or hookups, but what does it matter? They're cool girls and you appreciate a pretty looking woman encourage another woman to keep going and not feel so out of place in a group full of strangers.

As you tell yet another funny story, laughing a lot, some guys visibly flirt and come closer. It's not every day they have western audience. Although, yes, there are a lot of tourists in the streets of Seoul, You're not just in any bar, but the bar of high society.

One guy keeps on looking at you intently. He's silently sipping at his glass of whatever burgundy beverage. You have the feelings he's mocking you, or seeing right through your act at least.

When the others notice too, even the guys who've been flirting with you, they all take turns looking back and forth between you two. The man's grin widens.

"Why do you keep on starring?" I say, crossing one leg over the other and putting your chin up high.

"Me?" He steps closer. "Just thought we two could talk somewhere else privately."

"This is Keem Hyo Eun," another, apparently a friend of his, says as he pats his shoulder.

You put your head at a confused angle, "alike the rapper?" You look him up and down. They don't look alike at all.

Hyoeun grins, takes another sip of his drink and only then looks up into your eyes, "No, sweetheart. Not the rapper, but yet."

You furrow your brows and lean over, "Do you even see me?" You say, "You've been sleeping the whole time?" I shake your hand in front of him as if to test his reflexes. "As if you're bored as hell to be here."

He just grins.

It's not boredom. It's seeing through your lies. The heels are fake. The dresses stitches aren't as clean. The make up not professional. Your nails aren't done either, just plain and natural. Nothing like the Korean girls around them.

"I see you perfectly fine, doll," he responds. "I'm rather amused in fact."