Kakyoin was scared of planes ever since the trip in Egypt. So, regrettably, when he needed to travel for his work, he had to fly due to the deadline. He clutched his art bag to his chest as he sat down. Oh, but you were the window seat next to him. Both of you were traveling to Japan.

"Oh? Am I in your way? I'm sorry." Kakyoin smiled and moved out of the way.

Maybe this view wouldn't be so bad.