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Bubblegum Girl

Chirpy smile, pale face, long shiny black hair, and Korean monolid eyes. Never did I think I'd make a friend, and with a Korean girl in her twenties at that.

It started when I decided to try Bumble Friend, an option rather than Dating, where you get to befriend the same genders.

I really wanted to make Korean friends. When I went Yolo, it wasn't just to date Korean guys, it was also to befriend Korean girls or foreign women living in Korea.

The country was an enigma, and there was so much I wanted to know about living there — a dream of mine which like many millions of others, was brought by the Hallyu Korean Wave.

"Japan is better," said H.

"Some of the places here in Seoul remind me of a developing country. Kdrama made everything look shiny and perfect but there are places that are dirty."

Of course, there were, and it was true that Japanese people took cleaning to another level.

Still, there were pros and cons to the two countries, and the places in Seoul that were not as nice, netted off the experiences that I wanted.

There was a time when Japan was where I wanted to live. If you asked why choose Korea now? I can't answer that. Why Korean men?

Maybe, they were more my type but how far was it a country type than just attraction?

I liked Chinese guys with similar looks, so that's that.

Bubblegum Girl didn't care for cute-hot Korean guys.

"When I was in high school, I had a very handsome Korean boyfriend," she DM in English.

The Koreans in their thirties and below spoke English well, many without translators.

Bubblegum Girl said she learned hers in school and always had an interest in English.

And that made sense because of her love for foreign men.

"But I wasn't attracted to him. All my friends admired him but my type was the Arabic guys."

"Oh..." That was interesting. I could see why Middle Eastern guys could be mysterious.

From the way she talked about these men and the way she was, she was obviously a sub and into those dark-eyed, exotic rough-shaven macho-men.

"When we had sex in high school, it was very normal and boring," she added.

Yes, we talked about sex.

In fact, it was she who started it.

"Are you a Milf?" She asked a few DMs in after I said hi.

This girl had a purpose, and I didn't blame her.

I had my own agenda too which I would get into that in later chapters.

"Yes." I smiled. "Is that why you chose me?" There was no need to pretend. My profile said I was looking to hang out with friends who

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