His interest was piqued, there was a woman, a woman who he'd seen leap off of an out-of-control plane, stand under it, and carry it to the ground safely. It didn't take a genius to realize that such a thing should be impossible, and yet, this woman had just done it, and she was now doing an odd mixture of a waddle and a strut towards the airport, just who was this woman? He had to find out, he needed to learn more.

You could feel eyes on you, filled with a dark sort of intrigue that normally ended up dangerous in the long run. But as soon as you turn to look around, you find no one. Perhaps it was just a glance, you'd been discrete using your ability, so no one could've noticed...right? You sigh, you couldn't bother yourself with mystery right now, you'd come to Korea for a reason, you needed to find your mother.

In your haste, you bump into something- no, someone. Though you don't fall over, your body was as strong as steel after all. As you dusted yourself off, preparing to cheerfully apologize to whoever it was, your breath caught as your gaze met two dark, captivating eyes that seemed to look right through you. "Miss...By any chance, are you not from here?" His smooth voice asks, from his tone alone you couldn't tell a thing about his intentions. "And...are you alright?" He continues, his thick gaze raking over you, taking in your unshakable form, a small, eerie smile crossing his face, god, how interesting you were.