I never thought I would be here. When I watched videos, blogs or read stories of the life of students who study abroad, everything seemed like a piece of cake, wonderful, as if characters walked on the shiny streets with full of opportunities. But in reality moving to a foreign country — it's not pretty scenes of movies. I am Kang Yu Na, who is Korean girl, but moving to another country was quite unusual also not very comfortable. Now I am at the airport in Seoul, my hometown, as I bought a ticket to Tokyo, Japan. My cold hands seemed to tremble, and tightly held the handle of the suitcase from excitement and nervousness. I took a deep breath as I entered the plane. Flight was quite peaceful, without any worry. And I landed safely in Tokyo. Right now I stood at Hanad airport, squeezing the handle of the suitcase again as now realized how great Japan is.

Anyway, it was Winter, 1st of January... People walked past with quick steps, and the ads sounded in the language that I learnt for a long time. But still seemed a stranger. I was alone in that foreign country without any close person. I looked around, as hoped for somebody to help me with directions to my dormitory. I can see many people are hanging out, chatting happily, moreover it is New Year. Couples, families are celebrating it, but I'm alone here. In Japan...

"Excuse me..." mumbled I with hint of uncertainty, as spoke in Japanese either. I did know language, for real. But because of my own nervousness and fear my words sounded slow. However that man got what I said as he helped. Well, thanks!

I came here on the exchange program. My college in Korea chose me as one of great students of philosophy faculty, and now I had to spend three years in one of the best educational institutions in Japan. The city met me with evening sunsets of cozy color shades, with scent of asphalt from rains and the noise of passing cars . There everything seemed familiar and at the same time stranger. When I finally came to my dorm in dormitory, I realized one thing that — I am alone. In Korea, at least there were my friends, classmates and family, familiar streets, districts.

But here... unfamiliar furniture, stranger voices behind the wall and sensation that I'm tiny person in huge city as Tokyo. But I couldn't afford weakness. However suddenly my phone rang. When I looked at the screen, I saw that was «Mom». I picked up the phone immediately as soon she called.

"Hi, mom," I spoke calmly, at least I'm pleased that my mom called me after I landed in Tokyo. "Hi, dear. Did you land in Japan?" she asked with hope in her voice. "Yeah, sure. I'm already in my dorm, mom. And..." I suddenly thought and spoke again. "What are you doing? Is dad with you?" once I paused before remembering something. "Also! Where is my little brother Yoongi, hm?" I replied and slowly sat down on the couch in dorm as placed my suitcase to the side and took off my scarf which was around my neck. I could hear how mom chuckled as replied with her familiar warm voice.

"Haha, little Yoongi is looking for you. Since morning yelling nonstop," as soon as Ji-Hyun finished speaking, I heard when my little bro spoke with his loud, sonorous but still childish voice. "Hey, nuna! Where are you?" his voice can be heard with my mom's. And I can imagine them as mom is struggling with little Yoongi who annoying her, and dad, Tae-Jun giggling in the corner. Well, yes. This is my family, after all.

"Okay okay, I'll call later. Bye bye, Yoongi and mom," I finished speaking as soon hung up the call. Now I decided to set my clothes,items etc. In the first thing I took off my coat and hung it on a hanger. I quickly set my clothes in the closet, put my clock at the bedside table. Seems nobody is roommate with me, that's good either. I prefered to be alone. Once I looked out of the window and saw beautiful sight of sunset, how sun is going down with red and orange color combination. And slowly moon rises up. As if from fairy tale, it looks so bright, shiny. I stood here like this, with my thoughtful look. Once I realized It is already night, and I have to sleep early 'cause tomorrow I will have a big surprise... and this is the first time I'll go to the university in Tokyo.

And I quickly made up a decision. First thing is: Sleep. I changed my clothes to my comfortable pajama with black&white colors. As soon as my head lands on the pillow, I quickly fell asleep. I was so tired after flight. Moreover, in Japan... I wasn't so uncomfortable when I was in my hometown, but there is somewhat familiar, and at the same time unfamiliar. The next day met me with ringing alarm clock at 7:45. When I rubbed my eyes and opened them as my eyes saw this time, my eyes widened. Because of surprise.

"Oh, gosh! I'm late!" I yelled, as soon jumped from my bed and quickly began to run towards restroom. Once I got here, I quickly brushed my teeth with speed, and went back to my room. I was putting on my clothes, whatever I took in hand. It was dark grey sweatshirt with inscription behind «KOREA», I kinda liked this. And to my lower body I wore wide legged black jeans and simple black nike sneakers. And I admired my outfit, and my eyes landed on the calendar which is hanging on the wall. And I can see my birthday date, 25th of September, which circled with red color. And I grabbed one red pen and painted today's date as «✗». I realized that now only left few minutes, I immediately took my black backpack and hurried to university.

On the way to university wasn't so long, only one street. But anyway it looks so far. I ran with speed, trying to be on time.As I went to the university, immediately the bell rang. Crap. The lesson has already begun. Now I headed to my class, trying to find it... But suddenly I heard one voice from behind. It sounds so serious, but calm. Also so attractive as hell! "Who are you? Seems a freshman," mysterious voice speaks in Japanese, behind me. I froze as soon I turned my head to see who is it... It was a tall man with clear facial features with cold gaze. Hair's color was silky black with bangs, which combed carelessly but neatly. Seems that man is teacher here, isn't he?

There was a shirt with a black vest&pants and black tie in him. But still, his muscular body is expressed. I was so confused and at the same time nervous. "Oh, good morning..? I am freshman, Kang Yu Na. Can you tell me where is class..." I forgot which class I was, and quickly turned on my phone to find my class. "Ah, class 1-B," I told. And he speaks up... "Hm,I remember now. I saw your name in class magazine. I have class right now to your class," he pauses as speaks again, but now more coldy "And do not be late again. I won't tolerate it, understood?", I nodded as got it. "Good," he says as now led me to the class. I didn't expect to meet soon teacher like him. But as soon we got in the class, there were many students who are mostly japanese, and some of the foreign countries as me. At least, I wouldn't be nervous for being in a foreign country, I guess...

I entered first as he gestured me to go first. And I quickly took place at the last row in audience. I grabbed pen along with notebook from my backpack. As sat down at my desk, he walks inside, but without looking at students. He comes to the desk and placed his book of japanese literature. As he was introducing himself, "I am Ken Takeo, your japanese literature teacher, " he starts and now speaks in more cold tone, "I won't tolerate any being late or skipping classes, got it? I only expect from you studying well, being on time," he finished. I felt slightly shiver through my spine. As if his words sounds as cold ice on my skin. "In this semester we will study classical and modern Japanese literature. Homeworks will be many," Takeo speaks again, "If you don't like to read and analyze, then this isn't your course," as his eyes are looking directly at students, as you his eyes caught your honey-colored ones. But then quickly looks away as he takes his papers with today's schedule. I was focused on the studies, especially these lessons.

At lunch, I was looking for a cafeteria at the university, and as soon as I heard that somebody is calling me. It was female voice of girl freshman as me, named Chris Aurora, blond with long hair, charming ocean blue eyes with average height, seems same age as me, nineteen. "Hey! Aren't you Korean? I saw your sweatshirt, it's so cute," she told me this cheerfully. And I looked quite confused but stayed calm and replied to her, "Yeah... I am Yu Na, and what's your name?", "Aurora! I'm from France, I always liked Japan, so I came here," blond tells me with pleasant smile on her lips. She seems quite normal and polite... At first glance I liked her. So I decided to meet closer. We talked,maybe mostly gossipped about various themes, about those students at the university, teachers etc. And there is Aurora suddenly takes my shoulders with her hands as forced me to look at her. I looked surprised with widened eyes, blinking. She says, "Also, there is that sensei. Ken Takeo, you know? You know, perhaps," I looked confused at first, but she continues, "He is the most strict and... harsh teacher here. If you don't send essay or your work on time, then you can forget about good marks, girl," she warned me but her face wasn't so serious. I nodded as I understood, but after that I chuckled, because why the teachers are so strict with students? I don't get it, really. But it sounds quite hillarious, and at the same time serious... Too serious.