Ok In Korean Novels & Stories

From being abandoned by my fiancée, to being attacked online, to getting kicked out by my landlord. I spoke through tears, my voice breaking more than once, on the edge of collapse. The man, Draven Charlton, listened quietly the whole time without interrupting me. Only after I finished did he slowly slide a blank sheet of paper and a pen toward me. "Write the word 'OK.'" My hand trembled as I picked up the pen. On the paper, I wrote the two letters that had destroyed everything, then handed it back to him, hoping, almost begging, for an answer, one that could somehow save me.

) “선생님 감사합니다, 정말 감사합니다! 당신이 아니었다면 내 아들이 심하게 다쳤을 것입니다. 감사합니다!) (seonsaengnim gamsahamnida, jeongmal gamsahabnida! dangsin-i anieossdamyeon nae adeul-i simhage dachyeoss-eul geos-ibnida. gamsahabnida!) (thank you, ma'am sir, thank you so much! if it wasn't for you, my son would have been injured very badly, thank you!) “괜찮아 걱정 하지마” (gwaenchanha geog jeong hajima) (it's okay don't worry) “아니, 정말 고마워” (ani, jeongmal gomawo) (no, thank you so much) “천만에요”

I said, then put my phone back in my pocket after getting some photos of Keith's echoes. "I'm Kiyowo or not, Ca?" asked Keith who made me laugh more amused. Just so you know, kiyowo is derived from the Korean word, and right now Keith seems to be squealing at me because I always say praise my idol with the word kiyowo. "No!" I said, Keith advancing his lower lip back into a cute fight. "Keith!!!" my scream now managed to catch Keith's arm trying to escape from me. "If you run away I'll be angry with you, I swear!" threatened me, Keith instantly pausing to turn his back on me.