leexjngsk asked:
Jongsuk looks around the place as he folds his map away in frustration. He decided to ask a certain stranger the directions to the subway. "Ah, excusez-moi, madame. Savez-vous le chemin de la station de métro?"
she was just wandering around after a long sitting inside starbucks alone, holding her caramel frapuccino on the street before this guy stated to voice out the language she was not familiar with— little did she know that he was a tourist, seemingly. By her very little knowledge, slowly filtering his words, she stutted a little before replying him with all she knew he was talking about. “uhm— bonjour? did you just— ask me the way to metro station?”
“you are welcome—” she smiled warmly at him. “Be careful on your way, okay?”
“Ne. Thank you so much for your help again! I hope to see you again someday, err ?” He shyly smiles at you as he doesn’t have any clue of your name. “What’s your name again?”
“Oh– My name’s Hwang Miyoung and people call me hwangmi, it’s a pleasure to meet you around seoul, anyway.” She smiled and tilted her head. “whats your name?"
leexjngsk asked:
Jongsuk looks around the place as he folds his map away in frustration. He decided to ask a certain stranger the directions to the subway. "Ah, excusez-moi, madame. Savez-vous le chemin de la station de métro?"
she was just wandering around after a long sitting inside starbucks alone, holding her caramel frapuccino on the street before this guy stated to voice out the language she was not familiar with— little did she know that he was a tourist, seemingly. By her very little knowledge, slowly filtering his words, she stutted a little before replying him with all she knew he was talking about. “uhm— bonjour? did you just— ask me the way to metro station?”
She chuckled, feeling relieved that he got the idea of what she was saying and held the map before scooting closer to the guy, pointing with her red polished nail. “You see this white round? this is where we are, Gangnam station. If you wanna go to the metro, you need to get on the subway and get off on the second stop, there will be metro station written on a huge board, it will be seen up around when you are there.” She smiled warmly.
He puffs his cheeks and nods along he listens to your instructions, carefully storing it in his head. “Ah, I see. Omo, thank you so much!” He flashes you a grin as he bows deeply at her.
“you are welcome–” she smiled warmly at him. “Be careful on your way, okay?”
leexjngsk asked:
Jongsuk looks around the place as he folds his map away in frustration. He decided to ask a certain stranger the directions to the subway. "Ah, excusez-moi, madame. Savez-vous le chemin de la station de métro?"
she was just wandering around after a long sitting inside starbucks alone, holding her caramel frapuccino on the street before this guy stated to voice out the language she was not familiar with— little did she know that he was a tourist, seemingly. By her very little knowledge, slowly filtering his words, she stutted a little before replying him with all she knew he was talking about. “uhm— bonjour? did you just— ask me the way to metro station?”
“Ah, n-ne. I’m not familiar with the way around here.” He rubs the back of his neck as he looks around warily, biting his bottom lip.
She chuckled, feeling relieved that he got the idea of what she was saying and held the map before scooting closer to the guy, pointing with her red polished nail. “You see this white round? this is where we are, Gangnam station. If you wanna go to the metro, you need to get on the subway and get off on the second stop, there will be metro station written on a huge board, it will be seen up around when you are there.” She smiled warmly.
leexjngsk asked:
Jongsuk looks around the place as he folds his map away in frustration. He decided to ask a certain stranger the directions to the subway. "Ah, excusez-moi, madame. Savez-vous le chemin de la station de métro?"
she was just wandering around after a long sitting inside starbucks alone, holding her caramel frapuccino on the street before this guy stated to voice out the language she was not familiar with— little did she know that he was a tourist, seemingly. By her very little knowledge, slowly filtering his words, she stutted a little before replying him with all she knew he was talking about. “uhm— bonjour? did you just— ask me the way to metro station?”
