A Visitor

TRINITY

I open the door wider after checking in the peephole. I think he’s Bash’s Korean friend Alex. A man of twenty-year-old something, around six-footer fair complexion with a black shiny straight hair just above his shoulder. He looks attractive with a dark color set of eyes. He’s also fashionable like he just came from a runway fashion show.

He smirks when he notices me checking him out.

I clear my throat. “Can I help you?”

The smirk was still on his face. “You must be the redhead Trinity?” He asks with a slight British accent, but his Asian root is still there.

My eyes widen. “How did you know my name?” I ask inquisitively while we are still in the door.

“So, it’s you then. I’m Alexander Shin. A friend of Bash,” he says, holding out his hand.

I shake it immediately. “Oh, please, come inside. Bash is still in his room.” I step back.

“Is he still giving you a hard time?”

I narrow my eyes at hi