It is my love story when I have been in Winnipeg, Canada. I came to Canada for studying English, and I met her. We met only for a couple of month, and we fell in love. I'm from South Korea, and she is from Japan. We have our own blog(http://donsuzuka.tumblr.com/), too. I hope you enjoy it, thanks.
When I came to The University of Winnipeg at first, International students took a level test and based on the result, university decided which classes were fit to each of us. My class was General 4. In this class we learnt listening, speaking and improving conversation skills. This class had other international students apart from Koreans. There were three Japanese and one Belgian student. Among fourteen students, most of them were Korean and two Japanese and one Belgium. As you know, if someone doesn't speak another language well they will stay close themselves who use same languages around them. I'm also this kind of person. I wanted to stay close to my classmates that came from other countries and I tried hard however It was really difficult for us. So, unless our teacher made a group with those students I wouldn't talk with them.
One day, we learned grammar about how to use some expressions when we guessed something. Of course at this time too, our teacher made a group and I sat with one Japanese girl. I hadn't known who she was, but I tried to begin talking to her. Introduced ourselves first and we started to talk about each other's family. She told me that she has two brothers. Her elder brother works while the younger one is more into video games. Between Japan and Canada there is a big time difference about fourteen hours and because of this when the class started her family went to bed in Japan. But as I think that time was midnight, around 1 or 2 a.m. I asked her again if she really thought her family could have been doing those things and she answered that she was sure.
Actually I was not interested in her family, but when I talked with her I had butterflies in my stomach which I hadn't felt before then. When I saw her first I thought she would be quiet, however she kept the conversation going for which I was thankful. After that I had more times to talk with her and my heart skipped a beat. I almost always expected to meet her next time.