The kindergarten playground bustles around with hoards of new kids; some running around, shrieks of joy and squeals of delight resonating in the crispy morning of Seoul. Some hanging out in the sandcastle, whispering incoherent murmurs, their little hands patting the newly made sandcastle.
A few hang out with teachers, too scared to actually interact with their classmates but one does either. The little boy just quietly makes his way to the furthest bench; away from the teachers and students, a book in his hand and a mind that is filled with nothing but the new theme park situating in America. It has cool dinosaurs that six years old love and tiny trucks that excite the little boy.