Ring ring ring. The alarm went off. It's currently 6 AM. Today is the exciting new semester day. Seriously... I was such a nerd at school... But this time... I'm definitely going for a... upright... model student concept... Wow, Choi Yu-jin, definitely upright. Look at the limelight... It's Yu-jin after all...
I roughly washed my hair and tried on my new uniform. At first, I thought I would have to wear such an uncomfortable piece of fabric even in this free country of America, but I was speechless the moment I saw the visuals. A white shirt, a green tie, and a checkered skirt... Isn't this the female lead from a Netflix teen drama? She's so pretty... After making a scene in front of the mirror, striking poses and expressions like the female lead from a teen drama, I came to my senses and focused on getting ready again. I put on my makeup neatly and lightly sprayed on some perfume for the first time in a while. Oh, perfect. What on earth are Choi Yu-jin's weaknesses? As expected of a woman like me. I feel the wall... Perfect... Anyway, in my bag, I put a pencil case, a few notebooks, and a pouch... Oh wait. Did I pack a hair roller in the pouch?
After finishing the arduous preparations, I packed my bag and left the house. Will I be able to live well in this foreign land...? Mom, what should I do...? No, no. I can do it, Han Yu-jin. At our Red Brick High School... Daniel, Eric, and Diana are waiting for us... Phew... Okay. I'm going. I took a deep breath, opened the front door, and breathed in the refreshing morning air. That's right, I'm going to destroy this Red Brick High School. Hahahaha!!!!
...I said that, but standing alone in the passionate city of New York, I was so exhausted that I couldn't even straighten my shoulders. How much longer do I have to go to high school...? Oh, I'm almost there. I hurriedly got off the bus and went near a place that looked vaguely like a school, and there was a sign posted. Redbrick High School. It's my school!
After wandering around the school for a bit, I found a small building with a sign that said "Information." I finally found it. The place where my savior lives. I was so moved that I almost cried(?), but I held it back and ran to "that" holy place. Oh, my savior!!!
" Hi, you are... Yujin? Right? "
Hi, you're... Eugene? Right?
"Yes."
Oh my goodness. I was so nervous that I blurted out Konglish. Anyway, my kind savior teacher was wearing a bright orange short-sleeved T-shirt and light jeans that didn't match at all. Wow... I should coordinate my outfit. Anyway, the teacher smiled and handed me a schedule and a map. American schools had so many different facilities. What, there's a swimming pool? That's amazing. Swimming classes... Are there things like that? Hmm... That can't be true. Huh? What? There's something like that? Is that real? Wow. Amazing...? Thrilling... This is the life of a high-teen female protagonist...! No, now isn't the time to be thinking about that. What's my first class? Uh... Teacher Johnson's math class in building 3? I guess making you do math in the morning is universal. I grumbled and entered the classroom in building 3, just as I was about to sit down in an empty seat.
" Hi, you are the new kid, right? "
Hello, transfer student, right?
" Yeah... hi. "
Yeah... hi.
A blonde girl spoke to me. Oh, I'm embarrassed... Is this the American style? Oh, did I sound too much like a loner? Like, you...? Oh, what should I do? Won't my image become like a nerd instead of a model student? As I was fidgeting, the girl spoke again.
" I'm Emily. How about you? "
I'm Emily. How about you?
" And... I think it's better for you to sit. "
And... I think it would be better to sit down for a bit.
" Oh... yeah. I'm Yujin. From Korea. "
Ah... yeah. I'm Eugene. I'm from Korea.
Oh, shit... I thought I was going to die. Anyway, my first friend... Oh, wait a minute. What if she doesn't think of me as a friend? Am I the only one who thinks so? Oh anyway. She smiled at me and told me where to learn today and where my textbook was. Ha... My second savior. Yes, Wolf, I'm Wolf. Aww~! Ah, I love you~! ... I'm sorry. Anyway... My lovely friend Emily seemed to have a lively personality. Okay. This is how you make friends...
" Now let's begin. Oh, there is our new kid. "
Let's get started. Oh, there's our transfer student.
Yes? No, wait a minute, teacher, I still...
" Can you introduce yourself? "
Could you introduce yourself?
Oh no teacher please...!!!!!!!!!
"Yes... Mom... My name..."
Damn, Konglish is popping out again. Come on, Han Yu-jin! Aaaah...
" My name is Yujin. I'm from South Korea and... um... Thank you. "
My name is Eugene. I'm from South Korea... Um... Thank you.
It was a white-hot burn... The pronunciation was okay... Good... Whoosh... As I sat down while sighing, a round of applause poured in. Haha... I guess it seems that receiving applause makes me feel good no matter what I do. Anyway, I somehow finished the sleepy math class and left the classroom. As soon as I went outside, I was met with a barrage of stares like reporters swarming an arrested criminal. And for me, a spectator who always wears a mask... it was incredibly... incredibly... burdensome...!
What's your name? Where are you from? Do you want to go get some apple juice with me? ...? What's this? Do you like Justin Bieber? He's pretty! He took a class with me! Hello? Do you like Ariana Grande? Do you know BTS? Do you know Gangnam Style? Aah, stop...!
And like those who bow their heads without answering any questions, I hurriedly ran out and looked at the map and schedule to find my building. Second period was Mr. Malcolm's chemistry class. Building 5. What the heck, this red brick high school isn't even a science high school, and only has science classes?! Oh, so where's Building 5?! Oh, it's right behind me. Embarrassed...
I entered building 5, sat down in the corner of the building, and neatly placed my notebook and pencil case on the desk. Then, I collapsed on top of it. Ah... I want to go home. There's no way a Korean can survive in this crazy American high school. Help me. Aaaah... As I was screaming in my heart, a charming, low-pitched voice called out to me and tapped my shoulder.
" Hey, Is there a seat here? "
Hey, is there a seat here?
" No... "
no...
Oh my god. My handsome man. In the world. Are there no empty seats? There are so many? Why? Why? Me? Next to me? Dude... This is difficult... Han Yu-jin, who is like a reed, said her heart was pounding... The boy sitting next to me had blue hair... and was handsome... handsome... handsome. As soon as I took in his face... no, his gaze, I almost swore, but I held it in and exclaimed inwardly. Han Yu-jin's life... is becoming Netflix...?!?!
" You are... Yu...Yujin? right? "
Are you... Yu... Eugene? Is that right?
" Yeah. What's your name? "
Yeah. What's your name?
" I'm Daniel. Call me Danny, rose. "
My name is Daniel. Call me Danny, pretty one.
Oh, wait a minute, Daniel...? Rose...? Pretty...? Oh, wait a minute, Dan... My heart... is beating too fast... Is this an arrhythmia...? Is this... true love...? Mommy's daughter died in Taji... I love you, Mommy...
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