you live in Miami, Florida with your dad bc your mom died when you were 4 years old. you dont remember a thing about your mom so you went to America with your dad and your little sister when you were 9, your sister was 7. you can still remember a few things of Korea. You have a few photos on your desk next to your bed...
Walking past the hallway, you were so indulged in your new schedule as someone bumps in you. You look up to see in whom you blindly nudged your shoulder to. "I'm sorry dude I wasn't looking.." The guy scoffed as he sarcastically looks upto you. "Maybe you should use those big eyes of yours more often no?"
i just want to know what is it like to be loved. H.R (RANDOM): #76 H.R (FANFICTION): #820