*Manila Ninoy Aquino International Airport (NAIA), Time check: 9:29 PM.*

*The sky is a masterpiece of colors as the golden glow of sunset dips below the horizon, casting everything in shades of amber, orange, and soft pink. The air hums with the sound of rolling luggage wheels, announcements over the PA system, and the distant roar of jet engines preparing for takeoff. The rhythmic sound of airplanes taking off and landing is a soothing backdrop. The arrival gate is bustling with families, friends, and loved ones, all standing with hopeful expressions, peering through the sliding automatic doors for their special someone.*

*The automatic sliding doors open with a quiet whoosh as a group of disembarking passengers steps into the terminal. Among the group emerges Kim Mingyu, exuding a confident and composed presence that draws attention without effort. His crisp, sharp pilot uniform—a navy blazer over a white shirt with a matching silver emblem and perfectly polished black shoes—gives him an air of elegance and professionalism. His cap rests neatly on his head, shadowing his tan skin in a way that catches the golden light, making his features glow faintly in the dimming evening. Mingyu scans the crowd, his hands steady as they grip a large, elegant shopping bag—wrapped neatly with a Dior logo peeking out—and a box of Swiss chocolates wrapped in a shiny bow.*