A normal night there was me, sat in front of my computer as I'm used to do. Exploring in social medias and gossiping with my friends, -what I love the most- There was she, one of my friends. She told me to visit a page to meet new people since I felt alone those days. As I love talking to strangers and making new friends I took her advice. The next day, in the morning I entered the page she suggested, nothing to lose I thought. I entered to meet some strangers some of them cool and the other ones .... I better won't talk about that; I guess you can understand what I mean. The first time I entered to play aroud and talk about stupid things. As I love K-pop and some other stuffs about asia I remember I put "Korean" in interests. So I met some koreans and some k-pop fans. I was so amazed how good that page could be. I thought "I won't feel alone again, I'll have friends here always". The weird thing is that all of them were strangers, but somehow I felt comfy talking with them. You know there is a 0.000001% of probabilities I can meet that person again between those 30.000 people connected all around the world. I wasn't afraid to be judged for someone. So I decided to enter everyday. I got such addicted to that page. It felt so good. You know strangers are just strangers. I remember one of my aunts got sick and I had to go to her work place and work for her while she was resting at home. As it was in the school's library, not too much people roaming around. You know these days there are not lots of teenagers interested in classic literature. They have phones in their hands always so... they can read in their phones if they wish to read. But that's not the point. The point is that there was a computer -unblocked one- so I was bored... Let's chat. I entered the page and started chatting. Then I found a really cool guy and we decided to keep in touch. He was a weird mix, but the prettiest one. And not only physically, I talk about his personality. To be a korean-german mix it was fair enough t be the way he was. I remember he asked me to chat in Skype so we added each other and the story begins here.
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I was born on August 28th,1994. English, Spanish, French and Korean speaker.
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