EP:2. When Love Strikes: The First Look

Yuri searched for her assigned seat number, her eyes darting back and forth as she

counted the rows. ‘Seat 27B, Seat27B…where is it?’ she muttered to herself, her fingers tracing the seat numbers on the aisle side of each row. Finally, she found the elusive seat 27B and sigh in both relief and disappointment, knowing she would be spending the next few hours in a middle row.

Yuri settles herself into her middle seat, the disappointment of not getting the window seat still lingering on her face. The thought of not being able to watch the passing landscapes or graze out at the clouds below was a small, yet significant loss in her mind. She adjusted herself, trying to find a comfortable position, and resigned herself the long, viewless flight.

The lady sitting on the window seat noticing Yuri’s expression, chuckled slightly and

questioned, kindly, you seem a bit down, everything alright?”

Yuri unable to articulate her disappointment, softly nods her head in response. The lady,

sensing Yuri’s silent wish, offers generously, “So, this is your first time flying, correct?” A node from Yuri confirms the lady’s assumption. The lady smiles and adds, “would you like my window seat?”.

Yuri, surprised by the lady’s offer, nods in response to her question. she replies,

feeling grateful for the kind gesture “I have never been on a airplane before, so

I was kind of hoping to have a window seat and see the view.”

After the conversation, the lady and Yuri agree to exchange their seats, and they switch places. The lady sits down on the aisle, content with her decision, while Yuri

takes the window seat, her earlier disappointment now replaces with a sense of

anticipation.

Yuri, feeling grateful for the lady’s kindness, smiled warmly and expressed her thanks, “Thank you so much Miss “.

The lady sitting next to her in the aisle seat smiled and responded, “You’re welcome, and

feel free to call me Zara. And what about you what’s your name?” Yuri smiled and replied “I am Yuri “

Zara chuckled pleasantly at Yuri’s response. “Ah, Yuri, “she repeated, rolling the

name on her tongue. “A lovely name indeed”.

A moment later

Zara glances at Yuri, curious about her destination. She leaned closer, her head

tilting curiously, asked, “Excuse me, if you don’t mind me asking, where are you heading? And by the way, you look quite Asian, am I correct?”

Yuri replied, her voice tinged with enthusiasm as she shared more about herself. “Yes, I am Chinese, and I’m making my way to America as I have been fortuned enough to receive a scholarship for my studies over there.”

Zara's eyes widened in surprise and admiration. “A scholarship, you say? Congratulation!

That’s quite an achievement. You must have worked really hard to earn that.”

She smiled and expressed her support, well Good luck over there, Yuri. I’m sure you’ll do great in your studies in America with such determination.”

On the other side of America, as the bike race continued, the competition got intense.

However, in a dramatic turn of events, one biker finally crossed the finish line and claimed first place, making a significant moment in the race. The crowd erupted in applause, their voices filled with excitement and admiration for the winner’s skillful performance.

The victorious bike racer parked his bike and as the roar of the engine faded, he swung

his leg over the bike with a practiced ease and dramatically removes his

helpmate, revealing his face. Angular and ruggedly handsome, his deep

captivating brown eyes scanned the surroundings, taking in every detail with an

air of chill confidence and an unmistakable, the crowd erupted into cheers and

applause. The girls in the audience went wild, their screams filling the air as

they longed for the winner’s attention. the race, not missing a beat,

confidently raised his hand high in the air and waved to the adoring fans, his charming smile sent the crowd into an even louder frenzy.

The victorious athlete headed inside after the race, surrounded by friends who patted him on the back and congratulated him on his impressive win. As he walked, his phone

rang with a familiar jiggle, signaling an incoming call from his mother.

The victor slightly taken aback by his mother call, answered the phone and was met with

her scolding voice. “Hey, you ungrateful brat, do you even know what time it is? You’ve forgotten that you have to pick your sister from the airport, haven't** you**!”

The racer tried to protest, his voice tinged with disappointment, “But Mom, I can’t today. I have plans with my friends please understand”

The mother’s response was firm and unyielding, her voice filled with anger. “Don’t

even think about disobeying me! If you don’t go pick up your sister, I swear I’ll throw away your precious bike and disown you!”

The racer, concerned for his beloved bike, made one last plea. “Please, mom, don’t throw

away my bike. I can’t live without my baby. I promise I’ll go pick my sister right away.”

The mother, hearing her son’s plea, couldn’t help but smile. You better should, “she

affirmed, still maintaining a firm tone. “And make sure you’re punctual. Your sister can’t wait forever.”

The victorious racer turned to his friends with an apologetic expression, “sorry guys, I have to bail on our plans. Family matters take precedence, you know?”

Now meet Zane Agerest, aged 20, is the epitome of a bad boy bully. With a tough

exterior, he exuded an air of confidence and superiority, relishing in the power he held over others. Always sporting a smug smirk, he loved stirring up trouble and making life difficult for those weaker than him. Despite his tough and dominating persona, Zane harbors a secret fear: his own mother. The only person capable of bringing him to heel, she is the only one who can make him feel truly vulnerable and frightened, something that rarely shows to others”.

Time skipped the plane landed and Yuri and Zara stepped out of the airport together,

continuing their conversation. Suddenly, Zara’s phone rang, and she picked up.

After a brief exchange, Zara informed Yuri that her brother had arrived to pick her up. She kindly offered Yuri a ride, but Yuri declined, explaining that she had shopping plans to tend to.

“Okay, then, ‘Zara said, a slight sadness in her voice, “See you around. “Yuri smiled in return. “Yeah, see you “

With farewells exchanged and pleasantries extended, Zara and Yuri reluctantly parted ways.

As His sister neared her brother’s car, Zane, parked by the curb, spotted her

approaching. He leaned against the car, his arms crossed, with a mix of

**annoyance and resignation etched on his face. **

On the other side

Zane spotted his sister, being visibly irritated, called out to his sister, his tone

laced with sarcasm. “Hey there, princess potato! “He jeered. “Come on, hurry up! because of you I have to cancel my plan with my friends”.

His sister replied “I am walking as fast as I can! do you even know how hard it is to walk

wearing heels Mr. Perfectly Imperfect”

Zane snicked at his sister’s struggle, his smirk growing wider. “Oh, of course, “he

taunted, “Walking fast in heels must be quite challenging for a potato. Should I bring a wheel chair for you, maybe?”

They continued to quarrel

Despite their bickering his sister got a phone call and while she was engrossed in her

phone call, Zane’s attention diverted to the sound of a sweet-sounding voice.

Turning around, he discovered a girl helping an elderly lady pick up her mobility stick. Her long black hair, lovely smile, and mesmerizing brown eyes captives him, leaving him unable to tear his gaze away. However, Zane’s moment of intrigue was disrupted by his sister’s voice calling him, signaling the time to leave.

As Zane grudgingly tore his attention away from the captivating girl and turned towards

his car, he couldn’t help but allow the image of her to linger in his mind throughout the entire drive home. The memory of her lingered like a sweet aftertaste, refusing to be purged from his thoughts.

His mind fixated on the girl he had encountered, Zane couldn't resist replaying the image of her in his head. He recalled her captivating brown eyes, framed by her long, lustrous black hair, as he navigated the road. The drive became a journey not just to his destination, but also to the realm of his imagination, where the girl continued to captivate his thoughts.

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