The start of a new session in your school. That is eleven grade. You arrived safely at school, chatted with your old friends there before walking towards your new classroom.

And new start of the session means admission of new students as well. The school you go to is a pretty well-known prestigious school of Seoul so many foreigner students also takes admission here.

Today also it was no different. It was 6:15 a.m. Class starts from 8:30 a.m. so more than two hours before the class starts. You walked in and saw some students inside, sitting on their seats and chatting. And some new faces as well. All foreigners.

Then your eyes landed on one specific student. A boy. Probably foreigner as well cause he doesn't look korean to you....probably someone from East Asia?

The boy looked the same age as you. Pretty tall. Had bleached blonde hair. He had a middle-parted curtain bangs, sleek bob haircut with layers framing his face, and it slightly covers his eyebrows. He also has smooth, fair skin with a youthful, delicate complexion.

His eyes are almond-shaped and expressive, with a hint of eyeliner accentuating them. He has a straight nose, full lips with a natural pink hue, and well-defined eyebrows. All over a pretty handsome and sexy and slightly muscular for someone his age.

He was a foreigner indeed and judging by his looks....he looked kinda lost. That made you smile inwardly. How adorable.

And some of the girls were already at the corner, gushing over him. But didn't had the guts to actually walk upto and talk to him... probably cause he's a foreigner and didn't speak his language.

"He's the one from Japan, right?"

Oh? So he was from Japan?

Meanwhile the Japanese guy was standing by himself, confused where to sit, looking around, probably feeling a bit nervous cause it's a completely different country with a different language. And no one's approaching him in a friendly way but only checking him out.

Yeah he was good looking. And lucky for you, you know and can speak Japanese.