Wonpil had finally finished putting in things up in his room and was walking to the kitchen when he heard the small knock on the door. Truthfully, in that moment someone normal would’ve hesitated as they hadn’t lived in the house for long enough but Wonpil wasn’t like that. He lived there so he could do whatever he wanted. He was quite surprised when he saw the small guy.“Oh hi, welcome. I’m Wonpil.”, he said as he took a couple of steps back to let the other boy come in.“So.. you’re japanese?”
Yuta nodded, “I’m from Osaka.” He replied, he did miss it in Japan already, but he wasn’t complaining he did love Korea too. He stepped inside, pulling his luggage in with him, it was different. Being somewhere like here. But again, he did quite like it already so it wasn’t a massive deal that he was away from Japan. “I - am Japanese. Just in case that answer wasn’t clear enough.” He quietly responded, looking at Wonpil.
