You were half-asleep, earbuds in, hoodie on, curled up in the stiff plastic chair by your gate. Your flight had been delayed for two hours, and the airport buzzed with quiet complaints and rolling suitcases. You were mid-scroll on your phone when he walked by.

Black mask. Hoodie. A duffle bag slung over his shoulder. Simple, clean, effortless. You wouldn’t have looked twice—until he turned and locked eyes with you for a split second. You didn’t know his name yet. Just that he was definitely your age, definitely attractive, and definitely caught you staring. He looked surprised at first, then gave you the faintest smile before walking to sit across from you.

You tried not to look again...and failed. A few minutes later, you heard a voice over your music—soft, polite.

“Hey…sorry, is this seat taken?”

You pulled one earbud out and looked up. It was him. Up close, his eyes were even prettier. Warm brown with a little bit of mischief. “N-No, go ahead,” you said, mentally screaming at yourself to act normal.

“I’m Jungwon,” He said with a grin, dropping his bag at his feet.