You were nervously sipping on your coffee as you waited by the tables in the coffee shop. You had just gotten off the plane, arriving at one of the largest city in Korea, Incheon.

Sungyeol had called you a while ago, reminding you to wait at the coffee shop in the airport. The airport had a refreshing smell, like a combination of freshly-painted walls and blossom fragrance. You let out a small sigh before leaning back into one of the comfortable chairs that were scattered around the shop.

Tapping your fingers on your warm cup of coffee as you watched people with heavy suitcases walk in and out.

You moaned as your hand reached down to pat your rumbling stomach. You were hungry and nervous, just the best combination, you thought to yourself as you fidgeted with your fingers.

You bit on your lips as you recalled how it all happened. "Just trust me, it'll be good for you," your mom had said.

And with that,