The Guest from Nowhere

“Thanks to me?” Lily asked, her voice laced with confusion.

“Do you have anything to eat? I’m starving,” Jin said, his eyes sparkling with a mix of curiosity and innocence that she couldn’t quite ignore.

“Oh… yeah. Just a minute,” she replied, still trying to wrap her head around everything. She hurried off to the kitchen, leaving him standing there. As she gathered some fruit and a glass of milk, her mind raced. Was this really happening? Did he really step out of her laptop? Or was she just having a very weird, very vivid dream?

When she returned, Jin was still there — very real and very much not a dream. He sat down and started eating, and she couldn’t help but watch him, her eyes fixed on this impossible stranger.

“Ask it,” he said between bites, not even looking up.

She hesitated but then blurted out, “Seriously… where did you come from?”

He pointed his fork toward the laptop without missing a beat. “From that thing.”

Lily stared at the screen — now blank and ordinary, as if it hadn’t just delivered a person into her living room. “Okay, this is blowing my mind now. How can someone just… pop out of that? It’s not some magic tool!”

Jin shrugged. “I don’t know either. I was sleeping peacefully in my bed, and then I was… dragged here.”

Her head spun. “I need a break before I burn my brain cells,” she muttered, rubbing her temples.

Jin only chuckled, clearly amused by her frustration. As he ate, his eyes wandered around the room, landing on the framed art and sketches scattered everywhere. “Did you draw these?”

“Uh… yeah.”

“They’re beautiful,” he said, with a warmth that made her heart skip a beat.

“Thanks,” she mumbled, suddenly flustered.

But Jin wasn’t done being curious. “What’s that thing called again?” he asked, nodding toward the laptop.

“A laptop,” she said slowly.

He frowned. “What does that mean?”

Lily’s eyes narrowed. “Wait… do you come from the past or something?”

“No,” he said, clearly confused.

“Then what’s with the historical warrior outfit?” she asked, gesturing to his clothes.

“You drew it,” he reminded her with a playful grin.

“Right…” she sighed. “Unbelievable.”

Time slipped away as Jin’s endless curiosity kept them talking. He pointed at everything, asking question after question. And all the while, he was still wearing those elaborate warrior clothes — which only made the situation more bizarre.

“Okay, we need to get you some new clothes,” she finally said.

“Why? You don’t like these?” he teased.

“It’s not that — but if you walk around dressed like that, people are going to think you’re… strange.”

“Strange?” he echoed, looking genuinely surprised.

“Just wait here,” she said, disappearing into her room. She returned with some oversized clothes — the only thing she had that might fit him. Jin took them eagerly and went off to change.

After a few minutes, he stepped out. “Don’t you think it’s a bit too big for you, princess?”

“It’s comfortable… Wait—princess?”

“Because you are… I-I mean, you look like one.”

It was the second time she felt her cheeks turning red, and she quickly tried to change the subject. “I think it’s not that comfortable for you, though. Let’s buy some new clothes for you.”

She turned to check the time — it was almost 10:00 p.m. Wow. Time really flies. “Tomorrow. We’ll go tomorrow. It’s too late now, and I have work in the morning.”

“Tomorrow it is,” Jin said easily, clearly enjoying the effect he had on her.