With long and fast strides, Kris made his way through the busy crowds of Incheon airport. He was carrying four big bags in total. One suitcase, a backpack, and 2 rolling luggages. Other people carrying these amout of luggages would surely look wasted, but in Kris' situation, it's quite the opposite. He looked like a model walking on his own runway show. Standing 187 centimeters tall, who wouldn't think that he's a model? Plus, he's got a ridiculously handsome face to match his towering height. Not to mention his blonde hair that made the features of his face more appealing. He was wearing a simple grey shirt and tight fitting jeans yet he didn't manage to fail on getting the attention of half the people there. He earned a handful of loving stares from women and even from men. Some are even gawking at him, probably wondering if he's some kind of celebrity or something.

To be honest, he felt really awkward inside the said airport. Not just because of the stares he's been receiving from the moment he arrived there, but it was something else. It was the atmosphere inside the airport. It was a bit warm and cozy? Too cozy if he may say. It's not usually a bad thing, but to Kris, it is. No matter where he looked, he would just see the same thing. People exchanging heartfelt emotions. He saw a bunch of people, most likely family members, waiting for their loved ones to arrive. He saw a another bunch waiting as well, holding large and colorful signs to welcome their friends back. Kris clearly saw the anticipating looks plastered on their faces. He even heard crying and sobbing from some parts of the airport. He was feeling rather intimidated. With a sigh, he continued walking towards the exit. He couldn't manage to bring himself to look at those people reuniting again. He didn't want to see the content look on their faces. He wanted to get away as soon as possible. He didn't like the feeling he was getting. Not one bit.

"It's irritating...really"

Kris said with annoyance visibly arising from his tone of voice. He was really aggravated. But was it really aggravation though? With another sigh, he admitted to himself that it was not in fact aggravation, annoyance or irritation at all, but actually jealousy.

Pure jealousy.

He was jealous of the people he saw inside that airport. He was jealous because he knew that no one was there waiting for him. No one was holding signs with his name on it. No one to welcome him with warm smiles and affectionate hugs. He was actually alone. 

With those depressing thoughts in his mind, he realized that he was actually out of the airport.

He began walking further, inspecting the surroundings like it was his first time to see the outside world. Tilting his head here and there. He probably looked like lost child. A freakishly tall child that is. He was preoccupied by all of the things he saw and was brought back to reality when cold air blew past his face, slightly rearranging the neatness of his blonde hair.

"At least the fresh air welcomed me here,......so this is Korea huh?"

Yes Kris! Werk it~ werk it~ <3