Colour | Jungkook √

eighteen

YOONRA

Dragging my luggage from one place to the another, I had been walking around for minutes but still couldn't find the station.

"Um....miss, do you know where this station is located?" I stopped a passer-by and asked while showing the ticket to her.

"Uhh, I guess it's over there, I guess," she emphasized the word while pointing at the north.

"Okay, thanks," I smiled and thank for her help.

Whatever. It's better than wandering in this zone again and again, better than seeing the same station again and again.

The voices could be heard at certain intervals announcing the arrivals, departure or delay of flights. There were also some passengers proceed to a particular gate for security check. 

I followed the passer-by's instruction and reached the station. Fortunately, with the help of her I finally got to reach there.

Hastily I rushed to the counter and handed the passports and the flight ticket with "#613" written on. The smartly dressed man gave my passport a few stamps and asked me to place luggage on top of the weighing machine. I lifted my heavy luggage wobbly and weight it. It was around 5kg.

The man then gestured me to wait in the room. I dragged my handbags, took a place and sat for the boarding call.

I was planning to drink a cup of hot tea or freshly brewed coffee, or visit the chocolate and sweets stores while waiting for the flight. But since finding the station had took me such long time, I decided not to go just incase if I'm late.

Goodbye, the beautiful Seoul.....

"Flight 613 to Osaka, Japan is now boarding....Flight 613 to Osaka, Japan is now boarding...." the familiar voice heard once again and signalled the passengers to board the plane. Not really a long wait for the flight though.

I stood up, carrying my luggage and just when I was about to step forward, my eyelids twitched and it definitely signifies something. But what is it?

Instinctively, I spinned my head around and my eyes trailing on each corners. But nothing special was happening. People who works were still working, people who queue were still queuing.

Maybe it's just my hallucinations.

I shrugged and went to board the airplane.

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Removing the headphones, slowly I opened my eyes. It blinked for a few times due to the dryness of the surrounding. My lips turned a bit chapped because I was sleeping throughout the whole flight without hydrating myself.

I reached to the calling button and pressed it. Soon, an air stewardass come over.

"Yes?"

"Um...can I have a cup of warm water?" I asked.

She looked around and said sorrily, "i'm sorry miss, but we are going to land in a short time...."

"Ah it's okay," I nodded.

She then walked away hurriedly and few more air stewardass walked around and checked if our seatbelt was fasten.

"Hello dear passengers, we are now reaching the Itami Airport. Please fasten your seatbelt and turn off your devices. Sit in a comfortable way and do not stand or walk around until informed. Thank you."

The cheif pilot's voice appeared again, telling all the passengers to stay still.

Few minutes later the airplane has arrived at the airport. I board down the plane and entered the airport through the jet bridge. I didn't request for a tour guide or whatsoever. I just want to go without a direction, restart my life here.

After texting my mother, I called a cab and reached my hotel. I decided to settle there first before finding a house for myself. I had enough Japanese Yen since my mother kept shoving them for me. Thanks a lot, Mum.

Osaka is so different than Seoul. The air was freshier than Seoul since Seoul was getting polluted these days. Osaka has a lot of plants and beautiful flowers, conquering much of the land in Japan. It definitely gave a different feeling as well which is a good sign for me.

Let's take a break and forget about you.

After checking in the hotel and put down every single belongings, I planned to get some desserts.

Reaching the nearby dessert shop, I made my way to a seat that's just right beside the window. Because that could take a look on the outside.

The music displayed was traditional Japanese music. It really fitted the atmostphere and the interior design of this dessert shop.

With that, a tiny smile crept on my face without noticing.

"Here's your mocha lava cake and matcha latte..." A waitress placed the desserts right infront of me.

I thanked her and started picking up the fork. I sliced the lava cake and the molten-like syrup was dripping from inside. I cut a small pieces and cover it with the syrup and shoved it to my mouth.

Ah.....I feel so nice...

There's never that the lava cake would be taste so good in Korea. This was my first food I ate in Japan, yet the best dessert of my life.

I sipped their signature green tea latte and guess what, it felt awesome as hell. I couldn't help but took few more sips--uhh gulps since it was irrisistable.

".....oh, look, this is sooooo amazing. It must be tasting good as well, right? Let's try it...."

I could here voices from the back of me. I turned my head and saw someone holding a mini camera while talking.

She then filmed everything she does using that camera. She even showed how she ead and drinks infront of the camera.

V-Vlogging?

[A/N] i did research about the airport in Osaka lmao.