Culture of cuteness

No, these aren't my students. Just some children who decided to sit down and eat dinner with us. They crawled into the booth, behind my back, onto the table, and down my v-neck. They high fived us and hit us with plastic swords, before a mom swept them away, scolding in Korean.

We paid the bill before we could make a further scene, and left with two more friends than when we entered.