After a very quick process, I am seated in first class.
"Can I get a bottled water?" I ask the stewardess
She obliges and then proceeds to hand over a slightly cold to the touch bottle.
Our hands slightly brush and she holds on for a little too long.
"Uhm Dylanssi, can I get your signature" She blushes
"Oh you know me? that's rare" I laugh politely
"What's you name?"
"Inna"
I nod, as I use the notepad I'm handed to sign my name and write a personal message directed to her
"Thank you so much" She says really happily as she takes back the notepad in pride
"The pleasures all mine"
She then proceeds to hurry off to help board passengers, showing off the pad to the other flight attendants.
Not long after. I am bombarded by requests. Mostly female, it seems like my target demographic is pretty clear at this point.
The cutest of which is a 7 year old named Hayoon who even asked my hand in marriage.
Thankfully this doesn't take very long and the calm is soon restored.