I'm Sorry In Korean Novels & Stories

She struggles to form the words. Frustrated, she just blurted out. “I don’t stand English!” Surprised, I change my words from English to Hangul and bow traditionally with an apology on my lips. “I’m so sorry, I’m so used to speaking in English I forgot I’m in Korea now.” She nods in relief and asks with a forgiving smile on her face. “What did you say you wanted?” “I’m here to register, my name is Arang Lana Kang and I’m a new student.”

In a sincere and apologetic tone, Harrison said "I'm so sorry if this is upsetting or confusing. I don't mean to hurt you by not being able to remember things. It's not something I can control. I know it must be frustrating for you, and I feel terrible that I can't give you the answers you're looking for. Please forgive me."

This is what they’ve been hoping for after all: a rare last glimpse of the K-pop star. Kate and Nathan wait till they’re alone in the room before one of them speaks. It’s Nathan who goes first. “Mian,” he says, which is the Korean word for sorry. “What for?” Kate says quizzically. “Before you came here, I promised myself I wouldn’t cry in front of you. It’s not a good look for boys. My hyung always told me real men don’t cry. Namjaneun insaeng-eseo nunmul-eul se beon heullinda. A man only cries three times in his life.”

She saw that Stan was crying his eyes out silently as Jane sighed. She closed her eyes when she thought that they were going to be talking in a hard rough way today because of how Jane was stating her first love. She glanced at the city lights as Stan stared at her beautiful face while his vision became blurry in any thought. She sighed as she opened her mouth to say something. "Mianhae if I mentioned Paul, I'm sorry I didn't thought of you---" * MIANHAE - KOREAN WORD for SORRY *

She pleads in yoruba and I don't say anything. "I'm sorry things didn't go as planned- "But shey I told you your brother would get angry. Now see." I interfere. "Eh but I didn't think he would go as far as taking your phone and locking you in the house. Dera forgive me na. How do they say sorry In your Language?" "Biko gbaharam." I reply. "Ah. I cannot say that one o. Ok Dera Biko gba gba nahm o." I couldn't hold back my laughter. "Chai. Bikonum stop. Don't spoil my language for me o." I decided I've punished her enough and I unlock the door letting her come in.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” At this moment, Gu Mocheng did not know what else he could say besides “Sorry”...

Every time I use another language, bad luck will lurk in me. "난 당신을 믿지 않습니다. (I don't trust you.)" He looked at me with a sharp gaze. [난 당신을 믿지 않습니다. - nan dangsin-eul midji anhseubnida.]

“Sorry, I’m just not used to it.” After speaking, I reluctantly placed my leg back, saying softly, “Sorry to trouble you...”

Letting out a soft, amused snort, he arrogantly tilted his chin up, his lips curving into a sharp, lopsided smirk. "Forget it. I'll throw it away for you. And... I'm sorry about earlier." Haneul’s internal gears instantly ground to a halt. He genuinely couldn't believe his own ears. To think that the word 'sorry' could ever slide out from the lips of the fiercely arrogant Yuhwan was an absolute anomaly.

He—he’s mad! “Why the fuc—" his body suddenly trembled, a sudden surge of submission and a weird feeling of fear—yeah fear of making him mad aggressively crept into his veins. Hitting and reprimanding himself to shut up and goddamn apologize. His heart rapidly banged his chest denouncing and pushing his senses to utter the word. “I–I’m sorry” Jiwoon’s voice cracked and he felt a sudden lump in his throat. Yenn was slightly taken aback he doesn’t expect another S word coming from his mouth but his expression twisted and quickly changed into a dissatisfaction.