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It was an A class restaurant and one of the few that sold Korean food in the Pack. "Come, give me your hand." A voice said to me, I looked up to find Axel reaching out his hand to me. I placed mine in his and all four of us went up the stairs to the entrance. Zephyr was quite familiar with Korean dishes, he scanned through the menu, dropped it on the table then placed our order "We would have Tuna, steak, seaweed soup, gimbap, kimchi, jjanjangmyeon, spicy tteok-beokki and —"

She just shook her heah to answer me. I looked at her and shake my head, “I know that you are busy but you can not skip your meal like that.” I scolded her. She was always used to be like this skipping her meal when she is busy with work. “I will just asked my assistant to order me something from the restaurant.” She said as she still focused on the design and the cloth. “I will order you some Korean food,” I said as I ordered some of Tteokboki, ginmari and some kimchi fried rice for her.

I am not. "Na hante geojismal hajima, kkoma agassi." He answered in fluent Korean hangul. His learning is the formal language just like mine. Don't lie to me, little girl. "Huh? You're Korean?" I suddenly asked here while I was still clinging to it. I feel like I will fall if I don't do that. "Hhmmmm... It's." It answered me. I just nodded. Maybe he is just a person who knows Korean because Korean traditions are really popular now. Even here in the Philippines, there are many Korean restaurants because of those KPOPs.

Especially against humid weather conditions. Picking up my brand new bag pack I unlock my room door and head downstairs. It’s 8:00 am already so I know it’s just Jay and I home. My father runs a popular Korean based restaurant where they cook all sorts of Korean food from noodles based food, to porridges, kimchi, tteokbokki, anchovy broths, sour pork, spicy sausage stew and my personal favourite…shabu-shabu etc. Thanks to the money I made while working as a model, my father was able to keep open his large restaurant on Seoul’s busiest and most popular street, Itaewon.

As I went out of the bathroom, the smell of the food that Joash was cooking welcomed me. I smiled stupidly imagining my life with him. "YAH, neo geogi usgo meongcheong hae?" He shouted. I did not understand what he just said. I just smiled and walked near him. "The only Korean word that I know is SARANGHAE, so I'll take those words as I love you too, okay?" I said and laughed.

She smiled again after looking at Dae. Dae finally let go of Hanjae, moving on to Beol. They both smiled widely in each other's embrace, Beol only reaching up to Dae's chest. Hanjae came to me and we exchanged a quick hug. Soon enough we all sat down for lunch. The lunch was delicious with a lot of dishes, everything prepared by Mrs Kim with Mr Kim as her helper. They both were in the kitchen from morning. They all chatted in Korean while having food, sometimes Mr Kim would translate something to us. Sometimes Hyunwoo and Haneul would speak in English.

“I wish you could too babe. I promise to bring as many souvenirs as I can when I’m back. And video calls too. It’ll be like you’re there with me too if we’re always on Facetime. “ “You had better! And don’t forget to try all the delicious food too. Bulgogi, Bibimbap, Kimchi, Korean beef and Soju.” Both their mouths watered as Irene listed all the yummy dishes TJ had to try. “Oh and don’t forget to visit a noraebang!” “Noraebang?” TJ asked, her brows furrowed in confusion. Irene laughed at her bewildered face “A karaoke room dummy. You have to go belt out your favourite K-pop songs! It’s a must!”

Eric's POV, #Previously*** "I don't want to eat anything please go away," she yelled back. I guess they might have been trying to get her to eat something maybe. "Jang Mi nah yaa," I said which means (it's me in Korean,) and that's pretty much the only sentence that I can speak in the language. "Eric Oppah," I heard her ask slowly and then I heard a little shuffling before the door clicked open and she ran into my chest, wrapping her small hands around my waist.

I said smilingly and Kim stopped slurping and stared at me with exited eyes. "jinjja?(really?)" She gushed in Korean. "Okay what..." "She means really?" Lia said with a chuckle as she opened her car door and stepped in. "I'm coming with you Rosy. Let's go have some Japchae and Hoeddeok!" Kim said, pulling me to her car. Good thing I didn't come with my car today, it's Carl that dropped me off earlier. "ddo bwayo(see you later)" she shouted to Lia in Korean.