Aph Korea Novels & Stories

(*KakaoTalk - application very popular in South Korea, used to communicate.) On Sunday Soo Min woke up with a huge headache thanks to which she immediately knew that had drunk a few glasses of soju too much yesterday. Soo Min didn't remember much of the evening, especially coming back home, but she hoped that didn't do or say anything stupid. While being in the living room, with a glass of water, sipping a bit to make swallowing of a pill for a headache easier, she received a text message. Soo Min put the glass down on the low table standing by the couch and in exchange lifted her phone from the counter and unlocked the screen, checking the content and who the message was from. It turned out

Yang Xiao listened quietly to the other party's voice. Li Yunlong continued, "I got the news that Korea sent someone here." Yang Xiao had heard about Korea for the third time. "Tell me the details." "Here's the thing. This time, Korea sent five peerless geniuses. They are respectively music, Go, calligraphy, painting, and Domain in the martial arts world. This time, they come to the Sky Country to strengthen the national prestige," Li Yunlong said. Yang Xiao raised his eyebrows and heard something unusual.

"Thank you again. I'll get going." He climbed on his bike, his face all crimson red wishing that the ground would split in half and bury him alive. Off he pedaled farther and farther away. Hoping this day never happened. ------------------- Hagwon (Korean pronunciation: [haɡwʌn]) is the Korean-language word for a for-profit private institute, academy or cram school prevalent in South Korea

"Welcome to Silverio Stones, Kairo," said a man who looks like any Korean idol with his prominent Asian feature and two blocks with bangs hairstyle, even his black turtle neck and gray trousers plus a dainty Christian Dior chains scream nothing but kpop idol culture. His set of deep dimples made him the charming and cute type of handsome rather than the sexually appealing type of handsome.

I think it's natural, considering myself Lee Umji lives in Korea and Kim Hana lives in New York with a much different stratum of life, how could Hansung, who is also Akira, coincide with me and Kim Hana? ***

Ha… wai… you? I cover my mouth to suppress a laugh. My stomach hurts from holding it in. “Mom, it’s how are you! Not ha-wai-you! Hawai is a country, not a greeting!” the man hissed. Dongju lets out a soft chuckle, and I can’t hold it anymore either. We both laugh, not mockingly, just amused — swept up in the absurd charm of these two people. “No, no! I think you’re misunderstanding,” I said quickly, regaining my composure. “We’re Korean. Not tourists.”

"After Malfoy manages to hack a government site, what are we going to do?" "We're flying to South Korea today at three in the morning?" "Why so suddenly? I haven't packed anything yet." Calistha complained irritated. Aiden always decides things without talking to her first. She would not have time to pack her things, and she would only be a parasite in Aiden's life because she had to keep borrowing the man's belongings. “Entry permits to South Korea are currently being tightened. However, Erica managed to lobby several important people in the government so that they could safely enter South Korea using her plane. So don't complain too much because it's all for your own good too.”

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

Aiko proposed. "Very creative Aiko," I said teasingly, "but it isn't bad!" she cried out to me, Amber and I laughed. For the rest of the time, we just chatted. Aiko suggested this Korean restaurant she made us try Bibimbap, (Korean Rice Bowl) it was phenomenal.

"Dakho is an unusual name, wouldn't you say? I looked it up. It seems it is Korean." Klempner raises eyes heavenward, lets out an exasperated gasp. "Yes, Dakho is Korean." Stanton, with the look of having found the fourth ace, "South Korea I assume?" "No... The other one." "North Korea?" Stanton's eyes widen. "Dakho is from North Korea?" "Yes." Klempner sweeps the room with his gaze. "The man saved my life. What do you think would happen to him if he were caught?"