At the sound of the flight attendant's voice, I shot up with a start and wondered what I was doing with a fat obese man next to me. I relaxed, then remembering that I was on a flight to Seoul. The attendant said, "We will be reaching Seoul in five minutes, please keep your seat belts on."

Five minutes huh? I crossed my long and toned legs as I pressed back into the headrest. Might as well look presentable...

I took out the compact mirror from my shoulder bag, and opened it while moving that man's head [MAN. IT WAS HEAVY.] that had suddenly dropped onto my shoulder away from my shoulder, which was about three inches away from my right . Uh, yeah. GROSS.

I stared at my reflection, evaluating myself. Sparkling blue eyes with a fringe of lush and long black eyelashes on both the top and bottom, with the help of mascara and winged eyeliner. Check. Full side bangs, sweeping across my forehead, with long, layered brown/black hair I set in curls overnight. Check. Pale and clear Korean/British skin, with rosy blush on the apples of my cheeks. Check. Perfectly straight pointed nose, pink pouty lips, and a perfectly oval face with a tiny chin. Check.

You wonder why I have blue eyes? My beloved mother is British. Hard to believe? Yeah. Especially since my brother looks full Korean. Actually, mom is a halfie, like me. She's also Korean/British. However, it was British dad and Korean mom, while I am Korean dad and British mom.

The five minutes it took to get to Seoul passed quickly, and soon, the plane was landing. The passengers got up, stretched, got their bags, and got off. The man next to me, however, stayed asleep. Joke time? You bet. I left him sleeping, got up, straightened my clothes, got my shoulder bag and stepped off the plane. Waiting at the baggage area, I looked around for my brother, probably in a disguise. Seeing my pink suitcase, I quickly walked to the suitcase merry-go-round [that's what I call it, sheesh!] and tugged it off, looking for my other duffel bags and blue suitcase. Seeing all my luggage in one place, I quickly gathered them and walked out into the waiting arena in my favorite black pumps[which made my legs look SUPER long, even though they were already really long LOL], looking for my famous Ryeowook. [yeah you might be thinking Sweats with pumps? Dang she's weird. But thats me!]

Hello Seoul, you ready for me? 'Cause I'm definitely ready for you.