THE UNEXPECTED ✔️

CHAPTER 1 My Worst Fear

Love?

What is love?

To be completely honest, I'm not sure. I've been too busy for that my whole life. Even close friends would come and go like the rising and falling tide of the ocean.

Both of my parents are well known within the medical field, so I'm expected to follow their heavy and influential footsteps. My father is a world renown neurologist and my mother a heart starting cardiologist. At the very least I had to be some kind of doctor. Some may say, "That's terrible! How can you live like that?"

My answer: I'm used to it.

In fact, my elementary school years were rushed and so were my high school years. Throughout the entire process, I had learned three extra languages: Russian, Spanish, and Korean. Given my high end educational background and my endorsed last name, I've currently been accepted and enrolled into one of the greatest universities in Korea.

Which brings me to now.

"Please remain seated until notified of further instructions." The fight attendant's voice rang through the speakers. I looked out the crisp window to see the landing pad of the beautiful country I would soon call home.

Korea.

Admiring my beautiful bracelet for the 105th time, I took out my earphones to look to the right of me. A boy sitting next to me, dark brown hair, solid sparkling eyes, and a cheeky smile. He seemed to be a bit older than me, but acted 10 years younger. Throughout the entire trip I watched him bond with someone else's child.

"Soo... Are you okay? You were spacing out the whole trip..." He broke the silence.

CAUGHT. He saw me staring and now I have to think of a stupid excuse to bounce back.

"Oh.. sorry... I've got a lot on my mind." I awkwardly mumbled trying to end the conversation.

He tilted his head to the side before giving an innocent smile, "Really? We're you wondering how to ask for my number? You know I could help you out with that." He sent me a wink.

Internally, I screamed. :)

I'm pretty sure this is what they call flirting? Did I mention that I've never had a boyfriend or first kiss? Or first anything with the opposite sex? How do you even handle these situations? BUT, despite all this, I decided to keep a calm, cool face and do what I do best. Ignore.

"Hello?..." he nagged, "I know we just met bu—"

"You may now grab your bags and exit to the right hand side of the plane!" The flight attendant almost sang.

Saved by the bell. or... flight attendant?
As I continued to ignore, I scooched past him and started heading out, but he was quick to follow right behind me.

"Do you need help with your bags? I can help!" He volunteered, trying to grab my bags.

"Ah, no thank you. That's very kind." I rejected, moving away from him.

I continued walking, but pretty soon I know I won't know where to walk... I'm the type of person who can get lost pretty much anywhere. Your girl y/n can literally sit on a flight to Brazil without even knowing it.

I turned my head to the side, searching for the face I was trying to avoid.

"HI AGAIN! So I was wondering—"

I turn back around and continue walking, a faster pace behind my small footsteps. Suddenly I felt a warm hand grab my wrist, sending shivers down my spine like electric signals. I dropped my bags in shock as that same hand spun me around. And before I knew it, our noses were inches apart, eyes staring into one another's while our breaths were intermixing like lovers.