Romans & histoires Cheongsan Name Tag

I cried again, not holding back this time. “Why are you crying?” she asked gently. “Where does it hurt? Why do you look like my brother? What’s your name?” I chuckled through my tears. “My name is Miles. What’s yours?” “Just Miles?” she asked. “I have plenty names.” I smiled. “What are your names, sweetie?” “Minnie Bethany Han Jia,” she said proudly. I kissed her painted fingers. “And your brother?” “Miles Anthony Han Seo-Jun,” she said. “Mummy says our names are special.”

he spat harshly and Minjae nodded in mock appreciation of the description. "Who do you think I am, Min Young Jae?", she chuckled throwing her head back as she saw surprise take over him. He was definitely taken aback by the fact that she knew his name in just a day. Jae never even wore his name tag. He remained speechless so she continued on. "Oh and Yoongi, I better see your name tag right here tomorrow onwards," Minjae grinned poking her finger on his chest where the tag was supposed to be and he huffed out loud with a scowl.

His name was written in bold blue colour on the backside of his t-shirt – 'LEE KANG JUN' “You dog! That was cheating!” another teenager said. He was sitting on the smooth floor and cursing his friend while laughing. He was also tall and handsome, but completely opposite of his friend. He had and a warm aura and a sweet smile. He was wearing their regular uniform but with a very loose tie, tucked out shirt and folded sleeves. A small nameplate was pinned to his shirt’s chest pocket which had his name – 'WANG LUFAN'

Pyeonghaeng Segye. Korean for Parallel World The next Friday afternoon, when Adrienne got back from work, she found Justin sitting on his balcony. He had his back to her. He seemed lost in his thoughts. He was taking deep breaths and she realized that he was silently crying.

That was my only consolation. “Quit the talking and get to work, Ethan. There’s no time for idle talks.” He reached for my neck and I was about to slap his hands off when I noticed the name tag on my neck that seem engraved to my chest. “We all have a tag, Athena. I guess we’re partners for today. C’mon, hurry. The masters are brutal.” My anger softened as I ran my finger above the dents on my chest caressing the golden imprint of my name. What in the world is this place?

Chen Hanlong really went out of his way for him this time, but he also could not think of a name at the moment. "How about 'Heaven on Earth'?" The sceneries here are stunning, simply breathing the air here makes me feel like I am in Heaven." Sun Ying suggested as he looked at the others hopefully. The people present were at a loss for words and felt super embarrassed by his suggestion. Even Chen Hanlong could not stand that suggestion. He kicked Sun Ying and said, "What kind of stupid name is that? The way I see it, you are about to go to Heaven for real."

I approached the front entrance, only to be stopped by security. “Miss, may I see your ID?” one of the guards asked. “I... I don’t have it,” I admitted. “Then I’m sorry, you can’t enter.” Panic bubbled in my chest. I couldn’t turn back. Not now. “I’m here to meet Mr. Kim. It’s urgent. Please, just let him know.” The guard hesitated, then pulled out his phone. “Your name?” “Cheon Sarang.” He relayed my name through the phone, then hung up. Instantly, his expression changed. He straightened, bowed. “I’m sorry, Ma’am.”