My Type

As she comes into view with her floral dress showcasing her fair legs. I witness as the light breeze made her brunette hair sway and dance to the tunes of the waves by the shore.

My eyes catching the small tilt of her head and expecting figure.

Slowly, I approach her discreetly; trying not to garner her attention.

The cameramen and staff are clearly enjoying every moment of this shot.

I can imagine how they will gather around to edit it. This should make for great entertainment.

I draw myself closer and closer, until I'm standing right behind her. The fragrance of her perfume wafts gently into my noise and calms my nerves.

I make my way to the opposite side, so that I can see her face and greet her, "Annyeonghaseyo, are you my... marriage partner?" I ask as she sweeps the sudden hair blowing away from her face. My eyes immediately jump in apparent shock as I recognize her.

"Noona! It was you all along?!" I shout, half-bewildered and half-shocked.