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'did she?'

that night was dark, with only one streetlight shining. i couldn't see her face clearly but damn,
her features just lit up,
like they were wanting to be seen.

i couldn't tell immediately if she was the girl i met-

but after one last look,
a gasp left my mouth.

lee hana.
you're one hell of a bitch.

hana's pov

i decided to roam around the airport, trying to waste the time i had left.
completely forgetting about having to board in not later than 20 minutes.

not long after, i came back to the lounging area, only to notice that no one else was there.
where is everybody?

'...repeat ms lee hana of seat 22, we are about to take off. we would not entertain any delays in boarding. thank you'

'HOLY FUCKING SHIT!' 

was all i could say and before running to the boarding station as fast as i could. they were about to close the gate when i yelled,

'WAIT! IM HERE! IM HERE!'

i cried out loud.

i was quite proud of myself. it was the fastest i had ran, considering that the last time i ran that much was about 9 years ago. maybe i should represent korea in track and field.

the attendant heard and checked me in- guiding me to where i needed to be. still panting, i boarded the plane.

'good morning ms lee, welcome. let me show you to your suite.'

a flight attendant spoke, with a smile on her face. though it looked forced.
i looked at her name tag and read out 'jaeyon' it sounded familiar, but i didn't put much thought about it afterwards.

i followed her, cautiously scanning the plane for absolutely no reason.
until i saw this male staring at me.

holy shit, am i that hideous for people to stare at me? this was the second one in less that 8 hours!
he looked at me as though he saw a ghost- eyes broad, jaw on the floor and just completely pale.

i tried to give him an awkward smile, indirectly telling him how uncomfortable i was getting.
he noticed and looked away, drinking his champagne- pretending nothing happened.

he's awfully cute though.

'here we are ms lee, seat 22.'

'thank you.'

i returned the smile that never left her face. it must've been sore from smiling all day and all night. girl, let it rest.

i looked around, observing the environment i was gonna be in for hours. and there he was! staring at me again- but now with a smile on his face. i so so badly wanted to grab his eyeballs and squeeze then like lemons. is he fucking laughing at me?

annoyed with his actions,
'may i help you?'

i spoke, with an obvious hint of infuriation.

his smile faded and he tensed up.
as i get a clearer look of his face,
he was actually extremely attractive. his jawline was perfect, his eyes were like pools of honey and his smile or grin or whatever it was, was contagious in a way.