Kim Seungmin

You work as a flight attendant, mostly on VIP jets where various celebrities fly, but occasionally you still have to work on a regular commercial plane.

Becoming a flight attendant had been your dream for a long time; since childhood, you imagined yourself serving food and drinks, wearing your uniform, and so on. As you grew up, you were able to make that dream come true.

Now you are 23 years old and a fairly good employee; you are praised very often, which makes you proud. Currently, you have a flight to South Korea with some idols. Which K-pop group it was, you didn't know, as you had never been interested in their culture.

There you are, standing at the entrance of the plane, as eight guys in masks and hoodies climb the stairs, carrying small bags—likely with important belongings—while their staff follows closely behind. You and another employee bowed politely and let them onto the aircraft.

You took your seat, awaiting takeoff. Once the plane was in the air, you began distributing food and drinks. Suddenly, you felt the gaze of one of the guys on you; turning around, you saw a cute guy with puppy-dog eyes staring at you. As you passed by him serving drinks, he took your hand, gently stroking it.

"Excuse me... Could you give me your number?.." he asked hesitantly, awaiting your reaction.