Seat 23A, Boeing 777-300ER. The plane's legs vibrated with a thrilling shudder, signaling the start of a new adventure. You sat in seat 23A, next to your best friend Eleanor, with your heart beating fast. The long summer is over, and you guys are finally starting your long-awaited holiday trip abroad.

The plane window offers a view of the sparkling runway, decorated with lights that shimmer like fireflies at night. Inside the plane, the atmosphere was noisy and full of enthusiasm from the passengers who were preparing to fly.

Eleanor, with her flowing blonde hair and sparkling eyes, looks impatient to explore new destinations. You guys joked and shared stories about our dreams and hopes for this trip.

Suddenly, your eyes fell on two men sitting in the seat behind you. They looked so charming, like princes from a fairy tale. One man was busy with his cellphone, his fingers dancing nimbly across the screen. The other man slept peacefully, his peaceful face illuminated by the dim light of the plane's cabin.

You nudged Eleanor's hand, wanting to show her the two handsome men. But Eleanor, with fatigue showing on her face, only glanced back and closed her eyes again.

Resigned to your friend's attitude, you take your cell phone and secretly record them from behind. You want to immortalize this moment, keep memories of the two men you accidentally met on the plane. While you were recording, the sleeping man suddenly woke up.

His black eyes opened wide, and you almost dropped your phone in surprise. The man looked up at you, and your eyes met. There is something magnetic in his gaze, making you transfixed and unable to look away.

The man next to him, who was previously busy with his cell phone, is now watching you curiously.

"May I ask what you are doing? Asks the man.

You stutter, trying to find the words. "I-I...was just recording the scenery," you finally answered.

The man smiled again. "An interesting sight, huh?"