"Korean Airlines Flight 338 would be touching down in a few minutes. We are requesting everyone to please fasten their seatbelts to ensure safe landing. Thank you."    Heeyoung was awakened by the soft voice coming from the speakers. She didn't even notice herself dozing off on board. Stretching her arms and legs, she checked her bag one last time to make sure she wouldn't leave anything on the plane.   She soon felt the pull of gravity from her seat. They're finally touching down. A mixture of happiness and excitement can be traced on her face as she stood up from her seat, ready to step out of the plane.   The wind touched her skin as soon as she reached the ground. Greece surely is different from Korea. Even the smell of the air is different. She stopped on her tracks to inhale the unfamiliar but refreshing sent of her surroundings. Heeyoung's pretty certain she's going to have a great time here.   Entering the airport's building, she caught sight of the guy walking beside her.   I think I've seen him before. I just can't point my finger at it.   He was wearing large wayfarers that covered up more than half of his small face. On top of that, his fringes were also covering his features, leaving her to wonder how he would look like without those stuff covering his face.   To her surprise, he suddenly turned his head to his side. And although his sunnies were heavily tinted, she knew so well where he was looking at. Her.   With flushed cheeks, Heeyoung was fast enough to peel her eyes off of him and pull out her own pair of aviators, if it could help her hide from her embarrassment. She can still see him looking from the corner of her eyes until they parted ways. She took one last look at his d