"Can I get a bottled water?" I ask the stewardess

She obliges and then proceeds to hand over a slightly cold at the touch bottle. Our hands slightly brush and she holds on for a little too long.

"Uhm Dylanssi, can I get your signature" She blushes

"Oh you are fan? that's rare" I laugh as I use the notepad I'm handed signing my name and writing a personal message.

"Thank you so much" She says really happily

"The pleasures all mine"

She then proceeds to hurry off to help board pa.s.sengers, showing off the pad to the other flight attendents.

Not long after. I am bombarded by requests. Mostly female, it seems like my targer demographic is pretty clear at this point. The cutest of which is a 7 year old named Hayoon who asked my hand in marriage.

Thankful this doesn't take very long and the calm is soon restored.

Seeing that no-one else has come forward, I proceed to take out a book from my backpack. It's a fairly old one called 'Respect for acting'. It's a real good read, I recommend it to all new actors. It's really helped me hone the craft

I am soon lost in the myriad of words, until a voice snaps me from me focus

"Uta Hagen" The female says

"Huh?"

"Uta Hagen, that book is written by uta hagen"

"Oh yeah" I answer, turning to see whose the person that's asking.

Behind her sungla.s.ses, I can't make out her entire features but one thing is for sure.... She is gorgeous. It's obvious. Her entire aura screams 'I am elite'

She's wearing a white dress which has some fine st.i.tching which draws you attention. It would be pretty bland if just worn by itself but she's paired it with a denim jacket and black, leather boots, leveling up the designer dress even further while still seeming chic and relaxed.

The mystery woman takes her seat next to me across the aisle. And after laying down her handbag turns to me and speaks again, "are you planning to become an actor?"

I close my book and focus my attention on her, " I guess you can say that" 'I actually plan to become something much more than just an actor'

"Oh, have more confidence!" she pumps her fist into a cheering pose and puffs her cheeks which completely changes her aura from chic and sleek to cute and innocent.

The sudden change, made my heart go doku doku for a moment there.

"I'm actually in a drama that's airing right now." I shamelessly self promote

"what's it called?" she leans over the hand rest and inches closer as if to hear better

"s.h.i.+ning inheritance" I answer confidently, subconsciously exhibiting pride.

"Really!?" she seems surprised, "The one directed by Hyuk"

"Hyuk?"

"Yes yes, Director Jin Hyuk. I met him before at the blue dragon awards"

Piquing my interest I ask her " Are you also in the industry"

She nods, "You honestly don't recognize me? "She says in more of a pleasantly surprised tone.

" Sorry " I apologize" I'm drawing a blank"

She miles and proceeds to take off her sungla.s.ses, "How about now? Does this help"

The first thing that strikes me when I look at her is not her radiant skin but her eyes. I find myself instantly drawn to them.

Eyes like hers can burn a heart to ashes and turn a universe upside down. Eyes like hers can make a soul fall in love with no turning back.

"Ahem" she clears her throat, probably uncomfortable with my silence

"Sorry, I didn't mean to stare...but" I try and think of the words to explain

"But what?" she asks teasingly, enjoying the teenager squirming.

"but... Wouldn't you?.... If you saw the sun for the first time?" I answer unsure of my own words

'Did I just say that! What does that even mean?'

Thankfully she's taken it as a compliment and blushes slightly, "Thanks..."

It's kind of awkward right now, I definitely ruined the atmosphere with my random words

Lifting my head up from my shame, I take another look at her uncovered face. She is honestly one of the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, not to mention met. She's the definition of the elegant beauty. She is summer personified.

"So.... Do you recognize me now" she breaks the silence

"Sorr" Just as I'm about to apologize that I don't. It hits me. I look at her face once more and her face overlaps with the image in my head.

'She's the reason! The reason the paparazzi were waiting at the airport. No wonder they weren't interested in me'

" You're" I stammer "Son... Yejin!!?"