The first week had gone by really fast. Before I knew it was already Friday and so the last day of school. When I looked back I didn't know what I'd done, everything was a big blur in my head, not satisfying the expectations I had a few weeks ago. I didn't talk to a lot people-and the only ones I liked weren't quite reachable for me.



Jungkook being one of the most successful idols out there didn't show up a lot at school. I now understood what he meant by 'not being at school much means you don't have a lot of friends'. It sounded all too logical now. Several groups dominated the school and it was hard to fit in being an outsider. They would all laugh together and you had no idea why they were laughing, if it was because of you or not. It made me feel uneasy too.
 
   
    

Again I felt sorry for the boy.

Eve had different breaks since she was a senior, which meant that I only spotted her raven black hair somewhere between the crowd in the hallways-mostly around twelve. Whenever she saw me looking at her she greeted me with a smile, making me feel loved and not completely lonely. She felt like a friend, because her little smiles looked sincere to me, but obviously I could've imagined it. She was a senior and I couldn't quite understand why she chose me as a possible friend.



I was walking to the library to start with the homework that was given for the next week. Back home in the US I would've never gone to the library to study. I either did it at home or wouldn't do it at all, but the students here did have a good influence on me that way. I was being more responsible than ever before, which was nice since I am practically alone in Seoul.



No family... No suitcase.



Frankly speaking Korean students were too serious for me to handle. They would study all day long, often till 2 AM. I felt like such a disaster, being the lazy Western girl who doesn't give a shit about school. Sure I wanted to get good grades, but good grades didn't mean an A+ for everything, A B was alright too. Seeing so many students study in the library, making those braincells die, made me feel uneasy and a feeling of guilt rose in my chest. But I was too Western to ever reach the niveau of Korean students. Never would I get used to put so much effort into school. Not to mention that I did not inferior to their cleverness.



Chemistry, biology and mathematics were my best subjects, not counting English of course. In two weeks I would start tutoring the poor non English speaking boy. Though I didn't get payed for the job, I was happier than I should be to not having to attend the Advanced English class with Mister Lee. His optimistic side did not go well with my natural pessimism. And also the part that he never let anyone speak but himself annoyed me immensely.



Time went by extremely slow and bit by bit it was getting darker. Around 7 PM it was already dark outside, despite it being summer. I sighed. "Just finish the work already," I mumbled to myself. In front of me a huge pile of books had been gathered. Japanese to Physics was on display, each subject having way too much homework that I still needed to do.



I looked around a bit, hoping to see some other desperate students but I found none. Everyone seemed to work diligently and it pissed me off. So aggressively shove the books in my backpack and left the tiny desk, pushing my chair back a little to forcefully so it made a shrill sound. I ignored the looks and made my way outside.

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From my pocket I grabbed my phone and dialed a familiar number.



"Hello," I heard.



"Hey A-"



"This is the voice mail of +31 6 13592057. Record a message after the peep. Peep."



I hung up. Hearing the language of my childhood felt comforting, something so familiar that it would never leave my heart-no matter how many years have passed.

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Silently I walked back to the apartment. But on my way I spotted a coffeeshop and headed inside. A nice sweet iced cappuccino should make my day.



Right before entering the cafe I spotted a black haired girl sitting at the table near the window.



"Eve!!" I yelled a bit too loud and excited. But she didn't seem to mind as she waved at me and gestured me to come over.



"Brooke! Nice to see you again."



"Likewise," I said and sat down at the window's side. On the seat next to me I put my heavy backpack.



"So," Eve said, "how's life in Seoul going?"



"It's going ok, I guess." I looked at menu while Eve was silently working on her eyebrows. After taking a quick look at the drinks I gestured the waiter that I was ready to order.



"What may it be?" The waiter asked.



"I'll take the iced cappuccino with a shot of hazelnut. No whipped cream please."



The man walked away and I turned my gaze to Eve again. I watched her doing her brows.



"Eve? Where do you come from?" I asked. "I mean, you don't look Asian, rather Scandinavian."



She chuckled and put her makeup kit aside. "Yes, I was originally born in Norway, but my father got a job in Seoul so we moved here when I was eleven."



"Oh I see." Eve was rummaging through her purse again, clearly looking for something.



"Can you speak English?"



She smiled. "Yes, I do. My father works in the music industry and so he used to speak English a lot when working with various artists. I guess I picked it up a bit and studied English in school as well."



"Do you mind speaking in English?" I asked her. "I mean, it would be nice if I could speak it every now and then."



Eve had found what she was looking for, a pink lipgloss. She applied it on her lips and smacked them. "I don't mind."



The bell rang, announcing a new customer. The blue haired boy, with an off-white skin like Eve's, came over to our table.



"해이 배이비 [Hey babe]," Eve called him.



I was shocked because I knew who this boy was. I had done my research about BTS, like I had told myself to do. And this man that was standing in front of me was no other than Min Yoongi.



"Babe!?" I said in disbelief.

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Yes, Eve is based on a real-life girl. I met her when I was on an exchange in Scandinavia, Estonia to be precise, in February. And that's when I came with the idea for this fanfic.