Korean Story Set

born to love you

“Yeri-yah, can you not move to Seoul?” pinta a boy hugged his friend for the last time.

“I'm sorry, Sungjoon-ah. I had to follow both my parents to Seoul. If we were meant to be together, we would meet again. And if we meet again, I promise I will be your girlfriend.” said a girl named Yeri.



13 Years later..

Han Yeri is now a college student living with her mother and sister, Sohee, who is still in Junior High School. His father's death 13 years ago in a car accident when they moved to Seoul depressed his mother and spent all of his father's company wealth. Now it was Yeri and her sister who were making a living. His mother could only cry lamenting his fate and every day would come home drunk and vent her depression to her son in a rude manner.

“Eonni..” call Sohee who saw Yeri fall asleep on the kitchen table.

“Wae, Sohee-yah?” yeri asked while rubbing her eyes.

“Rest Eonni, let me do the cooking.” Sohee said as she let Yeri into her room.

I woke up and saw Sohee sleeping on my arm.

“Sohee-yah's chat.. Get up, it's morning.” call me while patting her arm softly.

“Eonni, Which Eomma?” sohee asked who had woken up while looking for Eomma.

Again Eomma, why doesn't he work to help our family. Why does he just lament his fate, after all, not only does he miss appa, me and Sohee as well. I opened the door to Eomma's room and immediately I smelled a very pungent smell of alcohol.

“Eomma..” call me.

“You..!!!” snapped Eomma.

“Eomma, wake up..” I said while helping him stand up.

And after he stood up, one punch landed on my back.

“You have killed your father.” said Eomma drunk.

“Ani, Eomma.” My tears then went outside her room and immediately entered the bathroom.

“Eonni.. Why cry again? Eomma?” sohee asked who was in the bathroom.

I just nodded. “Eonni, uljima.. Eomma accidentally, he was just drunk.” Sohee said as she hugged me.

“Sohee-yah's chat.. Today I will apply to that company.” I said.

“Geuraeyo? Fighting, Eonni.” Sohee said.

“Sajangnim, today there is an interview with a new employee who will be accepted in our company.” remember my secretary who surprised me and put back the photo.

“Now the last person, sajangnim, a woman from Gwangju.” said my secretary.

My secretary knew that I would definitely accept everyone from Gwangju, including herself.

“Come in!” my orders and for a second later my heart stopped beating.

“Annyeonghaseyo, jeoneun seumeul daseot sal, Han Yeri irago habnida.” said the girl as she bent her body in front of me.

“Yeri-yah?” my many.

“Nuguseyo?” tanyanya's confused.

“You don't remember me?” I just don't believe it.

“I'm sorry for what happened to your father 13 years ago, I'm sorry I didn't come to his funeral.” timpalku.

“Kang Sungjoon?” tanyanya began to remember. I just nodded.

“Mianhae, Sungjoon-ah. Many events happened to me.” he said guilty.

“Aniya.. Gwaenchanha, besides we have not met for 13 years.” I said and hugged him.

He hugged me back, and cried in my arms. “I'm sorry I wasn't next to you back then, Yeri-yah.” I said sorry.

“Sungjoon-ah's.. I was scared.” he said then cried. “Wae?” many wonder.

“Since Appa died, Eomma became drunk and vented all his anger on me and Sohee.” he replied in between his sobs.

“And now you're the only one I know here.” said Yeri.

“I will accept you here on one condition.” I said.

“What are the conditions? I had to get this job so I could continue my studies and endure Eomma and Sohee.” the question was desperate.

“Will you be my girlfriend?” much fun.

“To keep my promise and meet you, geuromyo.” said gladly and hugged me.

The End's