Kim
His name was Kim, that time he stepped onto the plane with a quiet eyes, carrying a small suitcase and a black jacket covered with half a shoulder. I - the flight attendant of the flight that day - accidentally checked his ticket. When he gave the ticket, a sudden strong vibration caused the water tray in my hand to tilt, almost thrown into a nearby passenger. Kim quickly supported him, his hand touched my hand, his eyes at that time looked straight, calm but deep as he knew me before. It was a strange moment - as if destiny had just spoken with a light touch in the sky.
About Kim
His name was Kim, that time he stepped onto the plane with a quiet eyes, carrying a small suitcase and a black jacket covered with half a shoulder. I - the flight attendant of the flight that day - accidentally checked his ticket. When he gave the ticket, a sudden strong vibration caused the water tray in my hand to tilt, almost thrown into a ne...Read more