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uptight.”
    “We’ll see you later,” Winston says.
    Before the words are out of Winston’s mouth, Drew is already gone, on his way to the next female victim.
    “He was annoying,” I say, letting go of Winston’s hand.
    Winston nods in agreement.
    “He was wrong, too. You’re not uptight,” I say.
    “Everybody says I am.”
    “They’re wrong. They just haven’t taken the time to get to know you.”
    “I’m glad you came here,” Winston says, smiling at me.
    “Me, too,” I say. “I mean, I miss home, but this is definitely a good alternative.”
    “Do you think you’ll ever move back to South Korea?” he asks.
    “Definitely,” I answer. “America is nice, but it’s not home.”
    “I understand,” he says. “I think about moving when I’m older, but I know I’ll probably always live in in Massachusetts. My dad is the senator, so I’ll be expected to go to a Massachusetts college—Harvard, of course. He wants me to get my law degree and eventually become president of the United States. Basically, he wants me to be him.”
    “Is that what you want?” I ask.
    He shrugs. “Maybe. I like politics. I could definitely see myself doing that in the future, but I want to feel like I have a choice. And I don’t want to be pushed into it. I want to travel. I want to go back to visit South Korea someday.”
    “I’ll be your tour guide,” I say.
    “Deal,” he says.
    “Tell your dad that you want to travel. I don’t think he will care as long as you do well in school,” I say. “Now is the time that you should be doing the things you want to do. That’s why I took dance instead of learning a fourth language. It was something that I really wanted to do.”
    Winston grins. “What would be your fourth language to learn?”
    “Russian,” I answer. “I don’t know why, but I love their accents. I feel like it would be a challenge. So, someday, I will learn it. After I master Japanese.”
    “I know I say this a lot, but you’re awesome.”
    “Thanks,” I say, remembering my ‘American’ manners. “But I’m really not that awesome. I was tenth in my class in South Korea.”
    “Tenth is not bad,” he says.
    “It’s just... average. In Korea, if you want to go to a good college, you really have to stand out.”
    “Here, you only have to have rich parents.”
    “I would like to go to a good college in Korea,” I tell him. “After that, maybe I’ll join the CIA like my dad.”
    “What does your dad do for the CIA?” he asks.
    “I’m not exactly sure,” I answer. “I mean, I had no idea my dad even worked for the government until a terrorist group showed up at our house. I should have known, but I was only five. When I was little, my dad used to do these drills with me. There was a tunnel under our house. It was hidden. But if anything bad were to happen, I knew I was supposed to go into the tunnel and run away from the house as fast as I could. I used to think it was fun. My dad would always try to get me to run faster. I miss those days. I didn’t realize then that someday I would have to use those tunnels.”
    “So a group of terrorist found your house?” he asks.
    I nod. “I don’t know the details around it all. Even though it’s happened to me, the CIA doesn’t think I’m privileged enough to know. Which sucks. But, I mean, maybe they have a point. I’ve been here, like, twelve hours and I’ve pretty much already told you everything I know.”
    “Did your friends in South Korea know?”
    I shake my head. “I moved there when I was five. They kept me sheltered from everybody for the first few months that I got there. I mean, my mom had just died in a pretty traumatic way, and I had a new identity. It was overwhelming. They explained to me that if I told anybody, that they could die. So, I kept it a secret. Which, obviously, didn’t keep my best friend from dying. But, when I was there, I truly became Lee Suel Ri. I don’t feel like I am the person I was born