Stepping onto the street outside my hotel, I once more look at the unfamiliar skyline which has now become a second home. The city that never sleeps is true to its word, as the sidewalks are filled with life. Groups, couples and singles jostled for space standing shoulder to shoulder, as lines of people wait outside restaurants, as the street taxis flew by honking indignantly when cars and delivery trucks cut them off.
"Yuri-noona." I say as I offer my arm as we climb aboard our private van. I feel the glaring eyes of a certain formal military official on my back.
I never took him for the jealous type. Well I guess anyone would have a similar reaction, when the woman the love looked as beautiful as she does tonight.
Her golden tan skin glistens under the sun, as her cat eyes really popped along with her lips.
