Seoul weather was quite friendly when I descended the aircraftstairs. I tried to breathe Seoul while turning a blind eye.
 

The air was enough to convince me to stay longer here. But surely the father's consent in advance.

Said the father, a messenger will pick me up at the airport. But however we do not know each other and of course it will make usdifficult to find one among us.

I was just looking around to every corner of the airport. But, I still do not find a suitable boy what my father described previously.

Someone picked up the cardboard with my name. But, I'm not surethat the boy's father said.

I tried to approach him and introduce myself.
"What you're looking for someone named Kim Shin Ju?" I asked.
He looked at me a moment and then nodded. "Yeah, what you arenamed Kim Shin Ju, daughter of Directur Kim  who are now in Paris?"

I immediately gave him a smile, "Yeah, that's my dad,"

He picked up my suitcase and told me to follow him. I just follow orders because I'm too tired to argue.