I don't know if I will be upbeat to see her or not. She has a beautiful face and we have the same tallness of 5'5. Our physically built was almost the same, but I'm whiter than her, her complexion is brown. She was wearing simple jeans and a white T-shirt tucked in, and wearing a doll shoe. She used to dress in not trendy outfit.
I remember when we were in high school, she always helped me when someone bullied me. So I thought she was a great friend. But as time went on, I gradually felt that I did not like her behavior towards me, but I was fair adjusting myself to be her friend.
"Hello!" Alison was upbeat when she drawn closer us.
"Alison?"
"Kirstein?"
We welcomed each other.
"Do you know each other?" Mabel said in surprised.
"Yeah, actually we're best friends!" Alison said as she crossed her arms.
"Where have you been? We don't see each other for a long time?" I asked her. Alison sat down and mingled with us. "Well, I stayed in the province, it's a remote area, so there is no internet," she stated.
"My father took care of our land, and when it was sold, we returned here in the city. What about you? Where have you been?" She asked me.
"After High School, I asked my parents that I want to study in Korea, so they sent me there to study college, but unfortunately, I was not able to continue it," I said regretfully.
"Really? What happened?"
"Our family business was broke, and we are poor now," I admitted,
"Oh, so sorry to hear that," Alison said as she slightly chuckled.
"So, why did you study there?" Mabel asked me.
"I love Korea, I want to experience to live there," I answered, but the truth is, I always saw in my dreams that I was living there.
FLASHBACK
INSIDE MY DREAMS
I continuously envisioned that I was in Korea and I am a courageous woman.
I was wearing strange clothes and I appeared to be fighting in a arena.
Suddenly there was blood on my face, but I had no wounds. I can hear that people were shouting my name. "Kistein! Kistein!"
And there was a Korean man that I am always with, he defends me in everything. And each time that Korean guy vanishes from my dream, I cried. Every time I sleep, I frequently see him in my dreams, I can only see his eyes and the shape of his body, but I can feel adore to him.
He is tall as six foot and 3 inches, he is slim, but his pose is perfect. I was so fixated in my dreams. Since at that point, I have gotten to be affectionate of observing k-dramas. I also tend to observe k-pops. And I studied their language, I bought a dictionary and researched on the web about their culture, and when I went to college, I told my parents that I wanted to study there.
I wanted to study there, so, that I may experience living there, and I also want to change my environment, my surroundings, particularly in school, I was a bullied person. I'm sick and tired of being bullied, possibly I can have a new life in Korea, that's what I thought. My parents granted my request and I went to Korea alone. I live in a small flat,
I still keep in mind, the first day I set foot in Korea, it was as in the event that I was in my dream, but in my stay there it was not simple. At first I was upbeat and it was like I was dreaming. I appreciate everything. And I was so excited to go the first day of my class. But I didn't anticipate that I will moreover feel the bullying in there.
Everywhere I go, it's continuously like this, my life just changes in a dream. A brave and self-deprecating, idolized by my peers, but it was an inverse of my real life.
I remember Allison, she was my only companion in High school, a best friend, I could only tell her what was inside me. But she became my estrange best friend.
Indeed, in spite of the fact that I know that she doesn't have great conduct, that's affirm with me, because we're always together and she's the only one who talks to me. In some cases, she indeed tries to defend me from someone oppressing me. She isn't envy at me, since I'm not popular at school. I try to have a lot of friends, but no one truly likes me. They don't want a quiet type. I thought my student life would change in Korea, I thought my studies there would be normal, but I was wrong. I nearly gave up.
But there was a guy in my class who approached me, his name was Gong-li. One day,
my classmates were chuckling at me when they saw me reading a Korean pocket book on my desk, they said that I was trying hard to speak Korean and I was perusing a Korean book that I didn't understand. "You can't read Korean!" They told me. "You don't belong here! You are insane! Go back to Spain!" Said one of them.
After they bullied me, I just calmed down in my seat.
I let them all go out first.
And when I saw no one within the classroom. It was as it were there that I planned to go out, since I didn't want them to see in the corridor especially in the locker room.
And while I was alone, Gong-li approached me. Gong-li is a Korean guy. His height is 5'8, his eyes are like a shape of a hazel nuts with dark brown eyes, his hair is short with a vogue blast black hair, like what I've seen in K-pops appear on TV. "Kirstein, are you okay?" he told me.
I looked at him, and I couldn't believe that someone like him will approached me.
"Yes, I'm fine," I essentially replied, and I around to go, I thought that he will also bother me like others, but I was surprised on his remarks.
"Is it alright if we go to the locker room together?" He grinned,