~Li Anning~
I landed in Seoul with one suitcase, one backpack, and one mission: get Fan Xiao back before anyone stupid tried to steal him from me.
The airport smelled the same as when I left, which felt unfair. I had spent years bouncing between New York, LA, and Boston for school, internships, and one disastrous situationship with a guy who used the word "networking" like it was a personality. Meanwhile, Korea stayed the same. Maybe that was why I kept thinking about Fan Xiao while I was away. Everything around me changed, but my thoughts didn't.
As I rolled my suitcase out of the terminal, my phone buzzed. Another notification from some tech article mentioning him again. "Young hacker prodigy…." "Catches corporate fraud…." "Rumored to be unstoppable…."
I clicked all of them. Every single time.
