Within Hong’s many shelves of books there is one item that is out of place. Placed upon the top shelf of his living room there sat a dusty panda stuff animal. The panda was rarely ever touched since he moved back. It had been a gift from his ex girlfriend; the panda once touched would send him back to his house in South Korea. When upset he would touch the panda and go back to his home country there he usually went to his parents grave. The panda itself was his getaway card when thing got to rough at times.