One Meet By Chance

"Good morning, passengers. Welcome to the flight. The plane is taking off. Please fasten your seat belt. Don't wander around in the cabin..."

As the pilot droned on about the normal etiquette of being on the air, the plane lifted farther and farther from the ground.

Teresa Gu frowned as she felt the uneasiness drifting over to her. She clutched her stomach, feeling a sense of weightlessness as the plane finally took off.

She was hungry when she was waiting for the plane, so she had to grab something to eat at the airport. Yet, she didn't expect that the food would be so unsanitary. As soon as she stepped into the plane, her stomach started to ache as beads of sweat trailed down her forehead.

After two minutes of the plane taking off, Teresa Gu just couldn't hold it in any longer. She unfastened her seat belt and got up.

Just before she could get out, a stewardess stopped her. "Excuse me, ma'am. The plane has just taken off, and we have not reached the stratosphere yet. Please go back to your seat."

With one hand gripping her stomach, Teresa Gu said hoarsely, "I have a stomach ache. Please, I need to go to the toilet."

As the stewardess looked her up and down, she couldn't help but admit to herself that the woman really wasn't in any good shape at all.

Teresa Gu wore a v-shaped vest with holes in her jeans. Her hair was as disheveled as ever and her face was pale and sweaty from the stomach ache. She looked like a witch ready to take a kid for her next meal.

The stewardess wrinkled her nose, which went unnoticed by Teresa Gu.

"Please be careful then. If you get hurt, Miss, the airline would not be responsible for such damages,"

she snapped, turning away.

Teresa Gu had absolutely no time to make amends with the stewardess as she rushed into the toilet to solve her aching stomach. After a few minutes of groaning, it felt as if she had come back to life again.

As she stood in front of the mirror and adjusted her clothes, Teresa Gu stepped out of the toilet comfortably. However, as she was about to take a few steps, the plane jolted to the side. By instinct, she stumbled over and grabbed the person nearby.

"Ah!" someone yelled.

Once she fixed her footing, she turned sideways to see that an airline stewardess had been caught by her.

However, when her eyes trailed at the glass held in the stewardess's hand, Teresa froze. The glass was empty now, leading a trace of bright yellow at the bottom. That would mean...

the stewardess's gaze, she found something even more

man standing next to the

angular face was out in display. He looked as if he'd

now, the prince she thought he was, was covered in bright yellow from head to

to her senses, bowing her head. "Sir, I completely apologize. She bumped into me, so I lost

threw an accusatory glance at

it was her fault here, Teresa quickly apologized, "Sir, I'm so sorry. The plane

his face. He was like a statue, the ones that you would pay to garner an action

temper or anything, but that just made

"I really am sorry,"

tissues from her pocket and wiping

seemed to have only made the situation worse. The tissues only seemed to have stained the fabric

she did this, Teresa found herself even more

that the man's mood was growing sourer by the

no matter how good-tempered he was, he wouldn't be in a

make matters worse, her stomach, which had just calmed

red, as her hands gripped

her abdomen. The longer she tried to hold it in, the more uncomfortable

sorry, but I have to go to the toilet," she uttered out before racing

with her problem once

again, her body

It was the man!

breath, keeping her legs

already on the verge of crying as her voice shook. "I'll–I'll buy you a new

wide rimmed glasses flickered as a gentle smile threaded across

wasn't going to hold you accountable, you know." There was a

just need to use

'What?