My family and I decided to migrate to South Korea for economic reasons. My elder brother was not happy about the decision, but I was the happiest girl in the world as I was a big fan of k-pop culture. After a week of exploring the country, I realized being from the black community we were treated differently. We were not treated equally because of the skin colour. The very next week my parents send my brother and me to school. I knew what was coming, and I was prepared to get humiliated.



As expected what I see on k-dramas there were mean girls and a lot of bullying. Also, there were good looking boys. I smiled, but no one cared. I didn’t have friends, and I was cool about it. The class representative was friendly I had a crush on him, but he never sees me the other way. Every day I go to school, have my lunch and come back home. It was the same routine for almost a month. To get extra details kindly head to blog.reedsy.com/short-stories/asian-american/

One fine day during the same old lecture, a new student enter the class, and the teacher introduced him to the class. He was a Korean but born and raised in America. His name was Liam, a good looking guy with an average height. He was smart with sharp features and well-spoken. The girls in the class were whispering and giggling. During the break, some girls gathered around him and tried talking to him. He seemed very friendly, and his smile was bright.



I was staring at how the girls were trying their best to get friendly. That moment, he noticed me and came closer to me. He said, Hi! I was numb as it was an unexpected greeting. He introduced himself and expressed how fond he is of the black community. As days went by we became best friends and the girls in school too started being my friend because they want to get close to Liam. Liam was a popular guy in school. I liked him for years but kept the feelings to myself as he already had a crush on a senior girl.