Dating Story in Korea - WooYoung
WooYoung.
His name will be, without doubt, forever ingrained in my mind for two reasons. One, my friend told me that was the name of a 2PM member, who we had just saw when we spent the weekend outside the JYP building like two completely normal crazies (but we saw all of 2PM and Got7.) And two, it was my very first encounter with the “Korean boys.”
How we met - You kinda stalker-ish, BUT YOU CUTE SOOOO….
So first off, not all creepiness is the same. Let me explain. If a completely handsome, well-groomed, fit man follows you from your subway train all the way to your apartment building’s elevator… would you be upset and scared for your life? Well I sure wasn’t. So that happened.
And as I pressed the up(?) button, someone tapped me and said in a really deep and gentle tone, “Excuse me?” Ah I remember the awkwardness vividly. And mind you, this was my second week in Korea and I had no idea what anything was happening. Anyway, there was no small talk. I believe he asked my name and for my number. He’s efficient. I dug that. A few minutes later I got a message from him.
He was a lawyer.
He went to Yonsei. He was 28. He was a lawyer. The picture on his KakaoTalk was him being featured in an article.. Like my picture was me holding a latte with my face on it like it was the greatest thing ever invented. Anyways, my friends and co-teacher told me he was probably lying about what he did. I say HATERZ. I still don’t know if the math adds up.
Every time I met him he wore a perfect suit with perfect hair. Oh, he wore glasses. And he kind of had big front teeth and a sophisticated nerdy look to him. I would say he was a 8/10.
His English in his messages was good. I was worried that he wouldn’t be able to speak fast enough in person. Nope. It was perfect. As for the message content, we had cute banter more so than the funny, witty, and dry back-and-forths that I like. ATM I was living for his messages though. They were so sweet.
First meeting - A drama-filled date - K-Drama that is!
First meeting. It was so cute! I remember I saw him first all the way inside the bookstore where he was heading out. He wasn’t looking at me, but I was like, “Oh, I want to be caught off-guard and causal. Staring at this piece of artwork on the wall. Cause, like, I’m so cultured and into art… Anyway, that’s what happened. We got coffee and sat at the Cheongyecheon. Conversation was good. It was September and a little chilly, and I mentioned that I was worried because I hadn’t packed and brought over a jacket. Then he asked, “What size do you wear?” Guys, he was going to buy me a jacket, so I didn’t freeze... in early September!
My Kdrama ladies, he totally put his hand around my wrist to guide me while we were walking sometimes. He also patted my head once and I instantly made a mental note to tell all my friends that these things really do happen irl.
I remember he changed the time to be later and still showed up 30 minutes late. Wah.
So what happened?
I think after the first meeting he asked if we could date officially, which threw me off, because I’ve never had someone ask me that so directly. We went out for 2 months. I could count the times I met him on one hand though. We messaged hourly, but he could never make the time to see me. Because of that I definitely had the feeling that I was his side chick. Eventually, I figured there was no point of going out with someone I barely saw in person. After some very skillfully crafted messages and a phone call, my first fling in Korea came to an end.
I never got a coat.
