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I may be biased, but Park Sehee might be the cutest kid on the planet, I can’t lie.
She’s sitting at her desk, coloring in her notebook, just along the margins though, leaving the bulk of the paper free for notes. When I look over her shoulder, I can see the cute little messages to herself, wishing herself luck or trying to get herself to work hard for the lesson at hand, some words in Korean, some of the words in English.
I mean, all kids are cute being tiny humans and all, but Park Sehee might take the cake.
She’s got a front piece of her hair in a braid, a hot pink hairband along the end of it, and she keeps getting annoyed at it, brushing it behind her ear, just for it to slip forward again and bat her in the face.
Sehee reminds me of a little Raleigh, sitting there at her des
