Finding a new place to call home...

[saengie]

Ji Hoon let a small sigh escape his pink lips as he sat against the fairly large building he called home and school. His dark black hair shone in the sunlight as he grabbed a fairly large black school bag from beside him. From this bag he pulled out a large dark blue note book and a pencil. He looked down at the notebook and sighed. This notebook held every little thought and feeling he had in these past four months.

He opened up the note book. When he did this a picture fell out of him, his two best friends, Ju Yan and Jung, and his mother. He grabbed this picture and looked at it. Seeing these people again made him very home sick. Another sigh escaped his lips as he turned the notebook to a new blank page. His dark black eyes stared at the picture for a few moments before they wondered to the blank page. He nodded a bit and started to write in it.

'Mother. It's been almost four months since I saw you, Jung, Ju Yan and South Korea. I am terribly home sick...and I miss you guys...since I got here I've had a very very hard time making new friends...' These were the first few words that he wrote down before he closed the notebook.

He sighed once more before he stuck the notebook and pencil back into his bag. Then he took out a fairly small ipod and some headphones. He placed the headphones on his ears and turned on the music. Once he did this he nodded and grabbed a small strand of his long black hair and started to play with it once again.

'Jung...Ju Yan...I wish you two were here...maybe I would be a little more...willing to make friends if you two were here.' He thought to himself as he closed his eyes a little.

[River]

Kemon Seboya was bored. She wandered across campus looking for something to do, her barefeet striking the warm pavement almost silently. Her turquoise halter top shirt was slightly too short, showing a strip of her tanned stomach over her low-rise white capris. Her dark hair was pulled up into a ponytail that bounced slightly with each step, her copper highlights gleaming in the bright sun.

She strolled onto the quad, observing the people. She spun in a slow circle, surveying the scene before her. She smiled as she saw several couples sitting together, smiling and laughing. She saw a couple of boys throwing a football and a girl sitting on the grass nearby, playing guitar and joking lightheartedly with them. She called out a friendly greeting as she saw Alexa Sherelds sitting alone on a bench, soaking up the sun, and Alexa smiled and called back.

Kemon wandered on, occasionally stopping to exchange a couple of words with someone or other. Then her eyes rested on a boy sitting alone next to a wall, holding what looked like a journal. She hesitated, then walked over to him. He looked so lonely that she immediately plopped down beside him. "Hi!" she said with a bright smile. "I'm Kemon. Who are you?" her accented voice was friendly and open. "You look sad."

[saengie]

Ji Hoon opened his eyes a few moments later. He then slowly looked around and nodded. There were couples that were talking and carrying on, people playing sports or just enjoying the day all around. He nodded slightly as he turned his music up a bit.

A few moments passed before he started to hum along with the song. Ji Hoon then opened his eyes and looked down. He started to softly sing. While he was doing this he played with his hair and nodded. Something about singing along with music made him forget about his homesickness and about his lonilness.

Ji Hoon noticed a shadow approaching him a few moments after he started to sing. This made him stop and look over at who the shadow belonged to. When he did this he was startled to see a young woman sit next to him. This caused him to stop singing, jump and let go of his hair.

He swallowed hard as she spoke. This was the first time he had heard anyone outside of class speak English to him. He looked at her for a few moments as he gathered his thoughts. "Hello." He finally said as he looked her in the eye. "My uh...name is...Ji Hoon." His voice had a small accent to it as he continued. "I miss my home in Korea...miss family and friends there..." His voice told anyone who spoke to him that he was alone and in need of company though he would never admit it.

He then took his headphones off and nodded. "You are...first person to...uh...come to me outside of class..." He quietly said as he bought his hands up to his hair and started to play with it again.