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[i]Damn it.[/i] Thought Kyu Jin in Korean, stiffening as he was beckoned to by a girl with short hair and glasses. She was only about his height, maybe an inch or two taller, but something about her mannerisms made her seem older. Maybe she was just short. Though she spoke perfect Japanese, Kyu Jin could tell she probably wasn't from Japan, especially with a name like Meg. 
He really wasn't used to being spoken to like this. Back when he went to middle school in Tokyo, all the other kids ever did was pick on him. This had instilled in him a crippling shyness that he tried to hide under a curt, stiff exterior. 

He forced down his anxiety and quietly approached her when she beckoned him over. She asked his name, and he paused for a second before answering quietly [color=SteelBlue]"I'm Kyong Kyu Jin. Nice to meet you, Meg."[/color] He said quickly in Japanese, showing no emotional content in his voice. He might as well have been reading off a grocery list. [color=SteelBlue]"Did you want me for something?"[/color] He asked, avoiding eye contact with her and instead looking down at the ground, fidgeting with the collar of his shirt.