The plane ride went smoothly. Though it was long and tiring, Hana safely made it to South Korea. She arrived at the airport and made her way into the building. Hana was already familiar with Korea so she didn't need a guide. Instead, the director gave her extra money and a hotel to stay in. 

Hana walked around and found the area with all the luggages. Immediately spotting the sleek black luggage with her tag on the zipper, she ran up and grabbed it. After making sure she wasn't forgetting anything, Hana made her way out of the building. 

  Hana was crossing the road with her luggage dragging behind her in one hand and the paper containing directions to the hotel in the other. She could hear the faint sound of muffled talk and screams of excitement as she tried to maneuver her way through the many people blocking her way.  Not paying attention to her surroundings and looking down to read the address of the hotel on the paper, a car came speeding in from Hana's left side. The car didn't stop and rammed into her side. Only then was it that the car abruptly stopped. The driver also seemed occupied and didn't notice Hana's presence which resulted in him hitting her by accident.    Hana fell to the ground, clutching her waist in pain. She was still conscious but she felt a searing pain in her left side. She also managed to get a few scrapes on her arms and knees due to the impact from the concrete ground. She lifted up her shirt slightly and saw a dark purple bruise. ... These kinds of bruises take longer to heal!   Hana looked up to see the silver car still in front of her and also noticed the outline of two people inside. One of the people in the passenger seat opened the door and came out of the car. Camera flashes and crowds of teenage girls suddenly came into her view as Hana looked around at her surroundings. They all seemed to have their eyes glued on the man coming out of the vehicle. A few girls took the opportunity to run up to the man and get his autograph. Hana looked at him with confusion as he shook h