𝐄𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐄𝐮𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚

First Encounter

Y/n stirred from her slumber, roused by the announcement signaling the flight's imminent landing. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, she peered out the window to catch her first glimpse of Seoul's twinkling lights below. After what felt like an eternity, the plane touched down, and Y/n found herself amidst the bustling activity of the airport, her luggage in tow.

With a deep breath, she stepped into the cool night air, greeted by the vibrant energy of South Korea's capital. The sight of billboards adorned with the familiar faces of BTS sent a thrill through her, a tangible reminder that she was now in the same city as her beloved idols. "Hello, Korea," she whispered, a smile tugging at her lips. "I'm finally here."

Despite the late hour, Y/n's determination burned bright. With a sense of purpose, she navigated through the unfamiliar streets, her destination clear: the Indian embassy. Knowing she had to report her arrival as per the rules, she hailed a cab and soon found herself at the embassy's doorstep, ready to begin this new chapter of her life.

As she settled into a chair, exhaustion washing over her, Y/n couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement mixed with nerves. Here she was, in a foreign land, with nothing but endless possibilities ahead. And as she closed her eyes, she knew that her journey was just beginning.

Next morning-

With the morning sun illuminating her path, Y/n set off to explore her new city. Armed with addresses from the embassy, she soon found herself standing in front of her new apartment. Unlocking the door, she stepped inside, greeted by the promise of a fresh start. As she settled in, excitement coursed through her veins, eager to embrace the adventures that awaited her in Seoul.

After taking a well-deserved rest to recharge her energy, Y/n ventured out to explore the bustling streets of Seoul. With a list of necessities in hand, she made her way to the nearest shops, eager to stock up on essentials for her new life. From kitchen utensils to cozy bedding, she carefully selected each item, envisioning the comfort and warmth they would bring to her new home.

At night-
As Y/n returned to her apartment, her arms laden with bags from her successful shopping expedition, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. "Ah, finally done with shopping," she exclaimed, a hint of playful exaggeration in her voice as she pretended to wipe away imaginary tears of exhaustion.

But as if on cue, her stomach grumbled loudly, reminding her of a crucial task she had neglected: eating. With a laugh at her own forgetfulness, Y/n decided to remedy the situation by heading to a nearby shop to grab something to eat.

As the night enveloped the streets in shadows, Y/n's sense of direction faltered, leading her astray on her first day in Seoul. Feeling a pang of unease creeping in, she glanced around at the deserted streets, a flicker of fear dancing in her chest.

"Oh no," she muttered to herself, realization sinking in. "I've lost my way. This isn't the path to my home."

Fumbling for her phone to consult the map, panic set in as she remembered her neglected to charge it earlier. "Oh no," she groaned, a sense of helplessness washing over her. "I forgot to charge my phone. How am I supposed to find my way home now?"

Alone in the darkness, Y/n's heart raced with uncertainty, the unfamiliar surroundings closing in around her.

As Y/n continued walking, hoping to find help, she spotted a group of men up ahead. Initially considering asking them for directions, she hesitated as a sense of unease washed over her. Their lingering stares and menacing demeanour made her instincts scream danger.

With a racing heart, she quickened her pace, feeling their presence closing in behind her. Panic surged through her veins as she whispered desperate prayers for safety, her voice trembling with fear.