“The fact of finding ​interesting or ​valuable things by ​chance.” YoungJae read, ashamed of his broken English.

The other boy gave it a thought for a second.

“How many letters?”

“Eleven.”

“Serendipity.” JaeBum answered right away.

YoungJae wrote it slowly, seeing all the letters fitting with the ones already written.

“I don’t understand it.” He said in English without realizing.

“It’s something in the lines of destiny. But good destiny. Something like that.” JaeBum explained with a gentle smile. “Are you starting another one? Let me help you.”

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based on this prompt:

Person A and B meet in an airport while waiting for separate planes that both happen to be delayed. They enjoy talking to each other but go their separate ways when their planes arrive. A year or so later they run into each other again between switching planes and remember each other, they have lunch together then go their separate ways again. Another year passes and A sees B in their plane and sit next to them. B decides enough is enough and asks A out for coffee.