4 years later

"너 혼자 나가고 싶어? (You sure you want to go out by yourself?)" I heard Dew—Park Iseul, ask me while I continued tying my shoelaces. "특히 그렇게 입는다. 누구나 의심할 수 있다. (Especially dressing like that. Anyone could get suspicious.)"

With a frown, I looked down at my black plain T-shirt and black pants then stood up and grabbed my black mask, paper boy cap and black round sunglasses. What's wrong with a whole black outfit? Why would someone get suspicious of this outfit?

"걱정하지 마세요 형님, 몇 시간 후에 안전하게 돌아올게요 (Don't worry brother. I'll return safely in a matter of few hours)" I said while patting his back as he grunted in reply. I move across the room waving at Jeon Seung-Jae too, who was silently drinking his banana milk while watching us; enjoying the show where Dew was trying to make me understand that I shouldn't go out today.

I understood why, but I wanted to get out. Something inside me was urging that something is out there which is calling me. And no, it's not Gucci this time.

Jae raised a hand while nodding but still drinking his banana milk like he is telling me goodbye. Jeez, no one can change him.

I walked out of my room into the living room and I saw Haneul Hyung staring at the tv with a remote in his hand while Kija Hyung was beside him; sleeping with his arms crossed over his chest. "형, 나 나갈게 (brother, I'm going out.)" I informed Haneul Hyung.

He diverted his focus from the tv and looked at me then back at the tv saying, "Hm, 조심하고 늦지 마 (be careful and don't be late.)" He said while I nodded.

I exited the house as I saw Chin-Mae Hyung sitting on the recliner reading a book. "Hyung!" I greeted him, "I'm going out and don't worry I'll be careful." I said in English. While he nodded without even looking at me, his attention on the book in his hand.

Over the years, all of us had learned English and were pros now. But I wanted to continue practising so I decided that I'll talk with Chin-Mae Hyung in English, most of the time.

I pulled my mask over my nose as I exited through the gate, though our vacation home was in a scheduled place I still wanted to be precautious. Currently, we're in Palo Alto, California USA for a small vacation. We recently finished our tour in the USA, so we had to decide to take a break where no one would think of our settling.

And Palo Alto is the perfect place, it's a small beautiful city. Though we stay closer to Stanford, I loved the place.

I wasn't really in the mood to go for some major shopping so just decided to look around the local shops here. I majorly kept my head down, making sure not to divert any attention towards me. After reaching the small market I looked around, even going into the shops trying to find something that catches my eye.

I walked out of the store disappointed, thinking that I should go home now. But suddenly I saw a young girl, wearing a pair of blue shorts with a white short-sleeved crop top, dancing a bit while walking in the middle of the street. She would occasionally wave at some people who would wave back with a big smile.

Suddenly she shouted, "Mrs Waters!" She walked towards an old lady, clasped her hands around the old lady's and started dancing with her. "Come on move those sexy hips!" The old lady laughed and danced a bit then the young girl waved at her and walked away still dancing.

The majority of the people were watching her with either a smile or a frown. But she seemed like she didn't care. My legs were ready to follow but then I stopped when I heard my name, "hey, doesn't that look like Moon?"

My eyes widened in panic. "Don't be silly Marta, why would he be here?"

"But just look at that pants, don't they seem similar? Even the cap?"

"똥 (shit.)" I cussed lowly and immediately started walking away not wanting to be caught and exposed. After a few seconds I looked behind to see if someone is following me, much to my dismay there were some girls following me.

I need to hide now.

I looked around trying to find some path that could save me, soon I saw a small narrow path and immediately walked through it. I saw a pile of big cylinders and boxes and I decided to hide behind it. As soon as I bent down and sat on my knees I heard a yelp as I looked up in shock and saw a girl screaming. My hands automatically went to her mouth, and I covered her mouth to stop her from screaming.

I saw her obsidian eyes widen in shock while her hair fell around her face, I kept my index finger over my mask, asking her to be quiet while I heard, "where did he go? Wasn't he just here." I closed my eyes tightly while I felt a tongue licking my palm. I immediately withdrew my hand as I looked at her in disbelief.

Is she serious?

I knew that she couldn't see my face at all, not even my eyes but it seemed like she knew my reaction as she snickered as quietly as possible. We both remained quiet while I took my time observing her, she had the most beautiful obsidian eyes I've ever seen.

Her cute button nose had a left nostril piercing with a simple silver ring. And her small pink lips were pulled into a beautiful smile showing her perfectly aligned white teeth, she has a perfectly round face with a sharp jawline, and jet black short curly hair, but they weren't exactly curly. The front hair, which fell around her face was straight but when she turned her face a bit I saw that her hair was curly but also wavy.

How could a person have all three types?

Though it should've looked weird, it looked perfect on her, especially with her Asian face. Also, I could differentiate that she is Asian I couldn't point out which country she exactly belongs to. But I know that she isn't Korean or Chinese or Thai.

She leaned closer to me than the small distance already present between us, and her scent of Bergamot orange filled my nostrils. It is so different from all the women I've met so far.

But why was I thinking about that? What is wrong with me?

"By the way" I heard her say, "who are you hiding from?" Her accent is so different that I'm sure that she isn't even Russian. Maybe she is from some western or southern country. "Are you running from those girls?"

She started to stand up and I immediately grabbed her hand and pulled her down, "What do you think you're doing?" This was the first time I spoke to her.

She freed her arm from me as she crossed her hand over her chest I noticed her holding bread and the T-shirt she was wearing, and my eyes travelled lower as I noticed a very similar outfit.

She is the young woman who was dancing in the middle of the street.

"So you speak." She again spoke but with a smug face this time. She leaned closer to my covered face and I saw her eyes narrow at me, "why do you sound and even look so familiar."

Shit, even she is recognising me. I need to divert the topic, real quick.

I cleared my throat, "Why are you holding bread?"

She looked down as she facepalmed a second later. "Oh this, I stole it." She grinned cheekily.

My eyebrows shot in surprise, how can admit so easily that she stole bread? "Stole? Why?" I asked, wanting to know why, before I judge her.

She giggled softly. "There is this rude baker nearby, who denied to give this bread to a homeless kid." Her lips tugged down sadly, "he was so hungry but still that baker denied. So I decided to steal it right in front of his eyes to teach him a lesson. And now he was chasing me so I hid here."

"But still, you could've just bought the bread and explained to the baker..." I reasoned out. Though she did a good job, she shouldn't have stolen it.

She chuckled dryly, "I know him, explanation would not have worked. He is the rudest and heartless person I've ever met." Her lips turned in a strange way as she thought of him, but I knew that she was disgusted by him. "And I ain't a rude even to a heartless person, so paid for the bread. I just kept it somewhere where he couldn't see at the moment, so when he returns he would find the money."

Such a kind and cute girl.

"Fuck, that reminds me!" She cussed as I looked at her in amusement. Such a kind and sweet girl also cusses?

What is she?

"I've to give this to that kid, he might so hungry right now!" She exclaimed as she stood up the looked around, "you can stand up now. There is no one around." I stood up and looked at her with a small smile. "I don't know who you are, but if you wanna get away safely from here, go that road." She pointed towards the right. "It directly leads towards the entrance of the market."

I nodded, "thank you."

She waved it away, "it's no problem. I should get going now, it was nice to meet you." She started jogging towards the left as I continued looking at her very curvy figure.

Damn, she is even curvier than most Korean females.

"Wait!" I called out as I saw her turn around but she was still walking, "I didn't get your name!"

She gave me another beautiful smile as she shouted, "you can call me Dawn!"

Dawn...somehow it suits her but doesn't suit her.

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