SOOBIN AND FLORA

It’s Monday morning, the first day of school. Flora did not want to wake up but the alarm clock rang 6:00 a. She was still wondering who set the alarm clock when coming down from her bed that she missed her footing and feel-but no worries-she went to the bathroom, brushed her teeth and took her bath. She came down to the dining room and met her dad who was reading a newspaper with a mug of coffee in his hands. “Good morning appa” she greeted him with a yawn. “Morning, what took you so long, you know it is your first day at a new school.” Kim-her dad- scolded lightly. “Ok, I know, no need to scold me, besides I have got at least an hour left, the only thing that remains for me to do is eat, dress and head for school” “are you sure you don’t want me to drop you off?” “No, it will be too much work for you with the going back and forth, I will catch the bus-” “ok, I’ve heard you, now hurry.” She takes a seat at the dining table and begins to have breakfast. With a peck on the cheeks, she leaves to get dressed. *** In flora’s room. She was dressed in her school uniform which consisted of a white long sleeve with a red and blue-squared pattern, box pleated skirt and a red nd blue polka dot bow-tie. She also wore a pair of long socks that reached her thigh and black shoes. “16, 17, 18…” she counted as she brushed her hair “wait a minute, what if they dislike me because I am black or they bully me?” she asks herself, worry marred on her face. ‘Oh God I am so nervous, please help me to fit in’ she prayed in her mind. She left the house and arrived at school around 7:20am and went straight to the headmistress’s office. “You may come in” says a voice from the other side of the door in a stern voice. Flora turns the knob and enters the room to the find the woman still typing on her laptop, glasses rested on the bridge of her nose. “Have a seat” the woman says. It was when Flora sat did, she look up. She hands Flora a file that contains Flora’s schedule, clubs, etc. Flora arrives at her class to find that a few of her classmates have arrived already. She sits in the last seat of the middle row; some noticed her while some don’t. *** “Alright everyone, settle down, we have a new student, introduce yourself” Mr. Gu says. All eyes were now on Flora, some curious to hear her speak Korean. “Ummm, my name is –” just then, the door opened with a loud thud and a handsome looking guy with chestnut brown hair entered followed by a cute looking tall guy with dimples. “Sorry we are late” says the one with brown hair whose name is Taehyung. Mr. Gu sighs and says “you punks, always late you my class, take your seats. New student we are all ears” “my name is Flora” “from where?” a female’s voice echoes in the class “Canada” she replies in a heartbeat and timid voice. Before anyone could ask more questions, Mr. Gu shut the class silent and started teaching. Soobin, the guy with dimples, sits by her right.