There were a million thoughts running around Bom's mind. She clutched on to her passport as airport security searched her purse. Hurry up, please hurry up. She thought. She couldn't understand why time was slower than usual, and starting biting her nails, a habit she thought she broke. She didn't even realize she was crying. On a lane parallel to Bom's, Seunghyun passed through airport security easily. He didn't have anything with him, except the little bit of hope that slowly disappeared as he got on the plane. Bom and Seunghyun both were on the same plane to Paris, the city of love, to find nothing but heartbreak.