Park walked out of the class behind Misaka and spotted his sister. He sighed, this was not going to go well. He stood back as the girls terrorized her. The mention of not learning English made his blood boil. He hadn't known a lick of English before coming over here. He couldn't even properly talk to his dad. Sure, he was only three years old but he had the faintest idea of what it was like to have to try and learn a whole new language that fast. When he learnt English, he was at least at an impressionable age. It had been easier for him. He walked over to the girls after Misaka yelled about her parents having died and ran off. He looked at his sister and held her gaze, "Take your friends and leave her alone."

"Oh shut up, Park. What do you have a crush on her?" Abigail said back snidely.

Park shook his head, "No... I'm..." He looked at the other girls, "[I]I'm thinking about how much mom would kill you. She was exactly like Misaka when we came here. You might not remember... but I do. So leave her alone,[/I]" He stopped talking in Korean and looked at the 'leader', "Stop it."

He then turned and adjusted his bag on his shoulder and left the building. She wasn't hard to spot in her bright red sweater. He sighed and walked over to her. Putting his bag down, he stood in front of her, "Can I... join you?"