11/08 Later that day

Dinner time i made myself some salad. It was really delicious but there was something else on my mind. I was a little worried because of the flight tomorrow, i'm scared because i don't know anything about Korea but i know i have to get out of here. I don't want anything to do with my past. 

I want a fresh start. And maybe get to know some new people. I'm really scared because i don't want them to be like the people i've known back in Highschool. Those people made me afraid of meeting new people. I was traumatized for months because of them. 

That's when i snapped out of those thoughts because my phones ringing. 

"Who could be calling me at this hour?" i say out loud. I grab my phone and it's Jong-Suk calling. I answer "Annyeonghaseyo oppa mwoya"

"Nan gwaenchanh-a  unnie, neoneun eottae?" Jong-Suk said. 

"Are you going to be there the 13th at the airport?" 

"Yeah, i'll be there what time exactly, and do you have somewhere to stay?"

"My flight here is at 7pm it takes 11 hours to arrive at Korea so i arrive there at 6 am in the morning and it takes me 1 hour to get my suitcase and everything ready so that i can get out. So can you be there at 7am please, thanks oppa"

"Okay then biscuit I'll be there at 7am waiting maybe after I pick you up Naä we can go eat something and you can stay with me at my house I have a vacant room."

"Thanks oppa, jalja"

"Ne, jaljayo unnie"

When i close the phone i feel a little lonely again and the quiet house isn't helping either. So the next thing i do i pick up my plates and head to the kitchen and wash them when i'm done with that i head to the bathroom and do my normal face routine. 

I head to my room and change into my pijama's which is the usual, my grey sweatpants and my astroworld hoodie. I loose my little ponytail and leave my hair down, it's short. 

I stand in front of the mirror and stare at my reflection. My pale skin and these eyes of my fathers. I never found myself beautiful. I found myself weird and unique but never beautiful. But anyways let's head to bed and stop staring at the mirror. 

I jump on my bed and pick up my book and open it where i left it. Igrabbed my glasses and start reading a little bit and 30 minutes later i drift to sleep.

I wake up by the sound of the rain. It's 4 am and i'm already awake. I start moving but i realized that my book is still on my lap and my glasses are still on. I take them off and put my book on the bedside and pick up my phone. I put in my headphones and put some music. Frank ocean at this hour hits best. I listen to some music until i drift back to sleep.