foreign - lee chan

15.

"I've never heard about him before," Julienne declared.

The girls were in Myung's home, a bowl of popcorn being shared between all of them as music that Julienne didn't know the name of played from Sun's phone.

"He's a grade level above us," Myung mentioned, "but he's not that big of a deal. He's a normal kid, who does really good at school. He ranks in the top ten in his class."

"He's adorable, oh my God," Sun cooed, Ki chuckling at her best friend's admiration for the boy.

"I heard that he likes girls who aren't Korean," Ki joked, which caused Sun's face to turn red. 

"Wonwoo is a sweetheart," Sun blushed, "he's always at coffee shops with a book and he worries about his classmates. He's also really shy, I really didn't expect him to come and catch you like that. It was a bold move."

"I-I never properly said thank you," Julienne announced, groaning in embarrassment, "I should do that."

"It's not that hard to find him," Myung chuckled, "he's two levels above us right now."

Sun's voice squeaked as she stood up, a big smile stretched against her face. Myung was truly blessed to have such a cute boy sharing the apartment complex with her, and she was even more happy to get the chance to see him.

"Let's go, let's go!" Sun cheered.

"I have to go alone," Julienne announced, "just tell me the house he's in."

"Level 4, 412," Myung presented, "at the end of the hall."

"Why does she get to go and see him?" Sun groaned, pouting her lip.

"Your face might make anger him," Ki joked again, this time receiving a slap to the arm from Sun. "I'm sorry!"

Julienne stood, dusting off the pieces of popcorn from her lap. She was in black leggings and a beige hoodie, and now that she thought about it, she probably wasn't looking that presentable. 

"You look fine," Ki mumbled, her mouth full of popcorn, "go now before Sun gets there first."

Julienne sighed, exiting from the bedroom and walking out from Myung's home to the elevator.

Her phone begins to vibrate in her hand, and she glances at the screen.

channie boy: are you at home? I need help with English since I didn't do good on the quiz. I getted some of the past tense words wrong.

julie: it's got, dino, not getted. maybe that's why you didn't do well. :-)

channie boy: are you home or no?

The elevator comes to a stop on the fourth floor, and Julienne gets off, glancing to the left and following the numbers on the doors to the home 412. As she walks, she decides to respond to Chan's text.

julie: i'm at myung's. I will be home in an hour. 

channie boy: do you mind if I come over?

julie: I don't mind. i'll text you when i'm home.

When she reaches 212, she knocks gently on the door handle, and takes a step back, her hands behind her back. 

"My hair is in a messy bun and I look ratty as hell," Julienne grunted lowly, shutting her eyes in disgust with herself.

The doorknob turns, and the door widens, revealing the tall boy named Wonwoo in the doorway. He's in a pair of grey joggers and a white t-shirt that was low and showed off his defined collarbones.

"It's you," Wonwoo looked down at Julienne, "how'd you find me?"

Julienne licks her lips shyly, praying there wasn't any food on her face, "My friend lives in this place too, on the second floor. She said you lived here."

Wonwoo stood silently, crossing his arms across his chest, while continuing to give a soft look to Julienne. "Why are you here?"

Julienne pulled up the sleeve of her hoodie, shyly looking at the ground. Myung and Sun said that he was a sweetheart and he was gentle, but damn he was intimidating to look at. 

"I didn't say sorry when you...saved my face," Julienne blushed, "and I wanted to say it now. Thank you for what you did."

Wonwoo smirked, leaning his body against the door frame. His shirt rides lower, and Julienne can't help but look at how good Wonwoo's collarbones look. "You're not from here, huh?"

"I moved here two months ago," Julienne responded.

Wonwoo nodded, "Your Korean is good for someone who just moved here." 

"Thank you," Julienne smiled, looking at the ground again. Wonwoo takes a step forward, lifting his right hand onto Julienne's face and swiping his thumb against her cheek. 

"I'm sorry," Wonwoo expressed, "but you had a piece of popcorn on your cheek. It's okay, I got it now."

Julienne thanked him shyly, taking a step back in shock. She wasn't expecting such a gesture from Wonwoo. Although, Sun did say he was a sweetheart.

"I don't know your name," Wonwoo announced, "tell me it."

"It's Julienne," she told him, "Augustin Julienne."

"Well, Augustin Julienne," Wonwoo muttered, "it was nice meeting you. I'd like to see you again, if you don't mind." 

"I'd like to see you again as well, Wonwoo," Julienne smiled, causing Wonwoo to show off his pearly whites, "I need to be going now. I'll see you at school tomorrow."

"Good night, Julienne," Wonwoo waved to Julienne as she walked away before he shut the door behind him.

Julienne walked back to Myung's room and the three other girls squealed, asking what had happened. However, Julienne couldn't even speak, her mind clouded with thoughts of the tall boy named Wonwoo.