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The Tears He Found

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September 1, Monday.

The seasons have now changed, it is fall. I never expected it to change so quickly from hot to cold. Getting out of the airport, I hold up my reddish brown scarf up to my mouth, attempting for better warmth. With my free hand, I move my straight black bangs back into their place and stare at the wonderful town of Korea. I just got off an airplane from Japan. Starting from today I will be a tourist and transfer here in Korea from Japan. What's silly of me is that I didn't really study the language of Korean, so I'm kind of lost and useless here. Though throughout my time here, I will work hard to learn. Taking my first steps on the clean-looking cobblestone floor, I head out to where I think my new house should be. I look at the shops and cafés as I walk by them, taking notes of the ones I like so I can come back to them later on. Slowing down, I stop in front of a beautiful park full of trees. Under the trees, I walk as the leaves fall on the ground. Like the creative artist I am, I take out my new canon camera and start taking pictures of the park, the nature, and also myself. As a model, I'm good at taking individual pictures of myself. Though I'm not like those super models that everyone stops to take glances at. I model in cute vintage style clothes and I don't really wear that much make up.

Taking a break, I sit on the fountain which is in the center of the park. Such beautiful scenery, I would not dare to pass by it without at least one good picture. Spacing out at this scene, my eyes start to water from its beauty and also because I realize that I'm lost. As my tears drip down my cheeks, I softly wipe them away with my pale hands. "It sure is cold today." I whisper to myself in Japanese. Suddenly a boy stands in front of me saying something in Korean that I don't quite understand. I look up to see a very handsome man staring at me with concern in his milky brown eyes. He says something else in Korean as more tears flow out of my eyes and sits next to me with his arm around my shoulders. We sat in silence for a couple minutes as I look down at the ground with tears in my eyes. This time he said something that I can actually understand, "My name is Hoon, what is yours?" Responding in Korean, I softly say, "My name is Sakura." "You look like a friend of mine." He says to me, smiling. I tilt my head in confusion even though I understood what he said. "Oh yeah, do you need some help?" He asks me, but saying it a little slower than how he usually talks. I nod my head and show him a paper with the house's address on it. Hoon says something else in Korean but I can't understand most of it, only the last part "Come with me." Taking his outstretched hand in mine, he leads me down roads I've never been to.