Moving to South Korea wasn't your plan at all, I mean, look at you, all Argentinian and free from that culture, so when your father told you that your family was moving to Seoul because of his work, it was a shock.

But hey, a start over is not that bad, right? You can make new friends and new experiences, right? Besides, if it doesn't work, you won't be bullied for being a loner at college, nobody cares!

And damn, it all happened so fast that now you were walking through the campus of Yonsei, watching everything and everyone passing by, some eyes on you, or small whispers, he'll, this was supposed to be nice, not uncomfortable

Come on! Take a deep breath and just walk and relax...

BOOM!

well, this wasn't planned at all, damn it

The awful impact of a basketball hit you in your face, mostly precisely your mouth and now your lip is bleeding... hell

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to fail!" you heard a male voice getting closer

Brown hair, tall, muscular, not Korean definitely, big smile and full lips... he was.. handsome..

BUT THAT DOESN'T ERASE THE FACT THAT HE HIT YOU WITH A BALL!