Annyeong eomma, go fuck yourself.

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I followed Harry down to the tube station, where we waited for the train that was going to take me to my Korean tutor. Harry wasn't happy about it. My tutor was this guy named Eric Nam, who to Harry, was super attractive. The day he met him, His gay and jealousy came out, and I had to push him out the door in order for me to actually learn something.

"Babe, I just... I feel like he will pull a move on you." Harry whined. I threw my head back in laughter and he frowned down at me since he was a freaking gigant compared to me.

"Haz, I think he'll rather pull a move on you. From the two of us, you're the most beautiful one." I said.

"Bull." He complied and messed my fading aqua blue hair even more than it already was. I glared at him and slapped his hand away.

"I'd like to differ. I shall see you later curls." I stood on my tippy toes and pecked his lips after the train pulled up and people began leaving and boarding. Harry kissed me once more before playfully pushing me away before calling out, "Call me if he rapes you!" Which got the attention of a few people. I flipped him the bird and used my ballet skills to skip inside the tube cart. I took a seat close to the sliding doors and plugged in my ear buds so I could listen to the korean pro nouns Eric had told me to listen to yesterday because he was going to quiz me. I drank in the girl's voice that spoke out the greetings and I quietly repeated them in my head.

The tube pulled into my destined station and I rushed out and climbed the stairs up into the busy streets of south London, breathing in the fresh air. I walked a few streets down and finally arrived at the now familiar flat building where Eric Nam lived and greeted the door bouncer, "Hallo Sir, how do you do?" The man pulled the glass door open for me and tipped his hat down before answering with a smile.

"Im quite good Miss. Lovely evening aye?"

I just nodded and climbed the stairs to Eric's floor.

"You're late." Eric greeted me on Korean.

I rolled my eyes playfully and replied, "Annyeong Oppa, Im sorry." In my sucky 2 week old newly learned Korean. Eric cheered and jumped around his small flat after I entered and he pulled me in for a hug.

"You've learn so much in such small time! I am so proud of you!" Eric grinned, his eyes becoming small crescent moons.

"Well Im moving in two weeks..... So I have to know something right?" I said and looked down at my black converse.

"Hey, no need to get upset now. Seoul is a great place, and I know you're sad to leave me, but remember that I will leave London right after I finish my exchange student courses at uni." Eric spoke in Korean again and I nodded understandingly, still not trusting my speaking skills with the new language. "Have you told Harry?" Eric asked, switching to English. I shook my head and sighed, taking a seat on the chair that I've been sitting for three hours a day learning Korean. Eric didn't say anything, and placed down the book filled with Hangul symbols that my dyslexic mind has been struggling to read for weeks. "Now, I know reading Korean is more difficult because you have dyslexia, but we will start with the basic okay? I should have done that from the start." Eric said and opened the book to the first few pages. "Okay, we will try to learn this ones. And forget the quiz." He pointed to single worded symbols and he began teaching.

Three hours later, I actually learned something, and Eric walked back to the table with two cups of ice cream. "Gamsa oppa."  I thanked him and he smiled brightly at me. After the sweet treat, I pulled my phone out to check the time and read the message my mum sent in two minutes ago and stoop up, gathering my stuff.

"My mum is here. Thanks for the Ice cream Eric." I said and walked over to the door. "No problem, you've learned so much. Its the least I could do yeah?" Eric followed me to the door and opened it for me. I stepped out and waved once more before walking down the stairs and out of his building, where my mum was waiting inside her car.

"Annyeong yeonin, Eric is a cutie isn't he? He just told me about your progress!" My mum's excited grin greeted me after I climbed in.

I buckled up and faced her with a playful glare, "Annyeong eomma, Go fuck yourself."

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