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For @-peachyrenjun  :)

Inspired and written by many long hot showers

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The clattering of sneakers running on the tile flooring resonated through the airport walls. The quick pace of the light footsteps weaved through the crowds in a frantic mess, careful not to bump into anyone.

Incheon Airport's bustling nature was present in the early hours of the day where many international  flights flew in and out constantly.

Heaps of people finalizing baggage, making their long way through customs, getting scanned by security, and filing to their correct terminal.

The sound of children crying and corresponding groans from the parents echoed in the tall ceilings. Casual conversations sparked between passengers waiting for their flight. Others dead asleep, catching up on the missing hours of rest.

No matter what airport you go to, there will always be that one person sprinting fanatically through the terminals in a hurry to get to their location. And in the early hour of 9 AM, a sneaker clad boy happen to be the one.

The running ceased to stop for the seemingly hours since the running started. More and more adrenaline pumped through his veins and fueled his driving passion.

The boy held in his desperate breaths as he pushed his body to keep going. He could not release that breath until his destination was approached.

After minutes of straight sprinting, he reached his destination. Terminal 1; Gate 7; Flight A127. The breath he had been holding finally released and he relaxed for a second.

The peacefulness only lasted a few seconds until a loud voice came from the terminal's speakers.

"Good morning passengers. This is the pre-boarding announcement for flight A127 to Seattle. We are now inviting those passengers with small children, and any passengers requiring special assistance, to begin boarding at this time. Please have your boarding pass and identification ready. Regular boarding will begin in approximately ten minutes time. Thank you."

Panic took over the boy's sense and began frantically looking around for a certain someone, anxiety clawing at his nerves. He felt so lost and helpless at this moment and almost couldn't continue his search.

When he almost gave up with a tired sigh, his eyes met hers.

The shock on her face contrasted with the happiness and relief on his. The two stared silently at each other from across the room, not daring to break eye contact once. The girl stood confused, surprised, and doe-eyed as she stared at the boy she cared so deeply about.

Looking only directly at you

So you don't go away

She was snapped out of her trance only after realizing the boy was in front of her, oblivious to his precious advances. Her expression shifted to a neutral tone and tried to appear unbothered.

The softness of his expression changed to a pained one as he looked her straight in the face and noticed her bored stare.

After moments of silence, the boy riled up the nerves to speak up, swallowing the bile in his throat.

". . . Why?"

The girl remained unmoving and silent, trying to mentally gather her emotions. Once again, the boy spoke up but this time with a little more emotion.

"Why? Why are you leaving? Why are you doing this? Did I do something wrong? Why?!" The boy paused to collect himself, his voice wavering from the incoming tears building up in his eyes.