NOT ME

I was peacefully reading a stupid fashion magazine against my will because there was nothing else that I could in there. I was worried about landing in a strange place where I have no means for communication. As far as I read from the google in the given ten minutes, I realized things are upside down in Seoul.

The language, the food, the culture, the people, the rules, even google doesn't work in Korea. I felt like being thrown to the other side of the world where humans never exist. I just got on flight and I already started missing my friends, well to be exact just one friend. William is the only one whom I managed to gain these years as he was also a family friend.

END OF SIERRA'S POV...

"May I?" Her thoughts were disturbed when some one spoke to her.

"Y-yes." She adjusted herself and moved a little for him to walk in to the next seat.

Sierra was confused to see another man in the business class when she is flying to another country. Maybe her father booked the tickets on short notice or maybe the guy is a renowned business man too. Sierra just continued to read her book, leaning back to the seat and making herself comfortable in between the neck pillow.

"Ma'am, anything to drink?" The air hostess asked me as if out of habit and as usual I ordered my favourite drink.

Hours passed by and Sierra was getting wasted because there was no one to control her and even the staffs didn't care to bother much. She was not a funny drinker but more like a sloppy one and this time, it was on the man sitting next to her.

"Are you okay?" He asked looking at her through his yellow tinted glass.

"Perfect, never been feeling more ease." She huffed before taking another mouthful of drink.

"You don't look so well." His honey dripping voice was making her more drunk, sending her to a world of comfort.

"I don't? I didn't get much time to wear my make up." She said giving him another plain look but it was sure that she was not in her senses to even notice him.

"Please, take that drink from her." He asked the staff noticing that they wouldn't bother other wise.

"Sir, it was requested by her and we can not do it else wise until she asks for it."

He glared at the staff who gave him such a stupid reply not caring about the condition of the passenger. He clicked the walkie talkie that he had on the table and three men all dressed up in black suit came in. They stood in front of him as they were waiting for a order from their boss to act.

"Take the drink from her and contact the manager of the airlines as soon as we land. They need to appoint the staffs who knows to take care of the passengers." he scoffed looking at the staffs who were taken aback.

"Yes, sir. We will see to it." They answered before taking the drink from her, avoiding her whining and sulking.

"Why did they take the drink from me? I am still not drunk." Sierra changed her focus on him and pulled his shirt sleeve.

He sighed and tried his best to get out of her tight grip and managed to put the seat belt around her. The flight was not even half way and she has been causing enough trouble for him that he doubted if he would be able to handle her till they land. She was talking non stop and it seemed too personal that he didn't want listen to her.

"Are you even listening?" She asked not getting an answer from him.

"Hmm?" He looked at her feeling the earphone being snatched away and the music fading away.

"Listen to my life story. I don't have anyone else to talk to."

"Ma'am isn't it too personal for you to share about your life story to me? I am a stranger." His honey voice once again boomed in her ears.

'You look like a gentleman and more over my story is not so personal." She chimed while moving to the seat, opposite of him.

He genuinely liked the way she was convincing him to listen to her. Even though she was tipsy and not in a mood, her talks were pure and innocent. She kept pushing her hair off her face while trying to look straight into his eyes. He took of his shades and looked at her, keeping the glass on back of his head, his abnormal fashion.

"What is it?" He asked leaning to her, ready to listen to her words.

Sierra looked at him from head to toes as if she was judging him on whether to open up. He got a little tensed at the scene not knowing what she would feel about him. The only time, a girl would look at him is when she needs a good fuck, a big amount for shopping or maybe a picture to post in her instagram.

"What is your name?" She asked pointing at him, trying to suppress a burp.

"Jung won."

"Oh, you are from Korea?" She asked happily hoping to make a friend who can help her.

"I am, why? Why are you travelling to Korea on your own?"

"I don't know. My father just pushed me in here and to be honest, I don't know where to even go after I land." She spoke while throwing herself back to the seat and laughing pathetically.

He frowned at what she said because it was hard for him to understand it or even figure out. He looked away for a second trying to figure out what he was supposed to answer to that. She looked pretty clueless too and being a Korean, he knows how hard it is to survive in Korea by themselves.

"What is your name?" He asked but she already passed out, snoring softly with lips slightly agape.